The Clan Leader of the God Race soared into the sky, his body swelling to become a hundred miles huge!
The next moment, he slapped his own chest, fresh blood sprayed frantically from his mouth, pouring out like a flood!
Without waiting for the blood to scatter, he formed seals with his hands, inscribing mysterious patterns in the air before him with his blood.
"Future unworthy descendants use Divine Blood as an offering, sincerely requesting the ancestral land to open!"
The Clan Leader of the God Race spoke indifferently as the blood-patterned mysterious runes merged into the void.
Suddenly, spatial fluctuations appeared, and a vortex slowly emerged in the sky!
The ancestral land of the God Race, had opened!
"Netherworld Ancestor, Supreme Li, please!" The face of the Clan Leader of the God Race was somewhat pale, as opening the ancestral land seemed to take a great toll on him.