Strength.

The boiling power works in the body.

As soon as he clenched his fists, it felt as if his hands were gripping a mountain range.

Yang Luo exhaled in disbelief and looked ahead.

Because when I just fell into the river, I floated downstream along the river for a while, and at this moment I have left the Qingxia urban area, and as far as the eye can see, the barren grass on the river bank is like a mat, the trees are shady, and there are wild birds standing on the shrubs, and their soft chirping can be heard.

Yang Luo's eyes widened.

The world in sight is clearer than ever.

He has never been short-sighted in the past, and he has spent a lot of time reading at night since he was a child, and he faces the computer every day after graduating and working.

Despite this, because of too much use of his eyes, Yang Luo sometimes feels a little blurry, and it is a little unclear to see things in the distance.

However, now standing on this river bank again, looking at it, it is like 1080P has been converted to an 8k display, and the internal graphics card driver has also changed from PTX-1060 to RTX-4090TI, and the world in my eyes has taken on a new look.

The sound in my ears is also very clear.

The chirping of wild birds on the chaotic branches beside him, the sound of the wind blowing the tips of the grass within dozens of meters, and the "rustling" sound of the leaves in the forest hundreds of meters away all poured into the ears together, but it did not seem chaotic, and the brain was like a driver after continuously upgrading and updating more than a dozen levels, and the function was unprecedentedly powerful, and it understood and processed the information related to those sounds in an instant.

It has never been so wonderful.

The world has never been so wonderful.

Yang Luo stretched out his hand and pressed it on his heart, feeling the strong beat.

Not long ago, this heart was his nightmare, symbolizing his end, and he did not dare to listen to his heartbeat, because the weak voice represented that he was approaching death step by step and there was nothing he could do.

But now...... That's all changed.

In his chest, his heart was beating "thump-thump-", gently and powerfully, like a pressurized pump, encouraging the source of his life, and the motor of the racing car was even more powerful.

Yang Luo clenched his teeth and forcibly suppressed his emotions.

He raised his hand and threw his fist hard, as if to vent all his anger, resentment, and pain all these days, and smashed it on the river in front of him!

“…… Boom! ”

"Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! ”

Like a mortar bombardment, each punch stirred up a large wave of the river, and as the fist accelerated, the wave became higher and higher.

Until the end - the surface of the river several meters wide was shaken by the power infused by the fist, the waves poured into the air, the fish jumped on the water, the waves were surging, and for a time the river was cut off, and the wet riverbed in the middle was revealed!

"Bang!"

After venting, Yang Luo's mood finally returned to calm.

And the river in front of him also continued rapidly, and the riverbed in the middle was filled again, but despite this, the scene of the broken flow just now was still deeply engraved in Yang Luo's mind.

"One punch to break the flow...... This kind of power is actually in my hands now. ”

He took a deep breath and smiled uncontrollably.

But Yang Luo knew that the source of this power was not an accident, nor was it a miracle, it came from the gift of a higher being.

Thinking of the figure of the black eagle, the red light that was shot into his body in its mouth, and most importantly, the voice that sounded in his head, Yang Luo's mood was a little trance.

And as if in response to his own trance, that wonderful majestic voice sounded in his head again.

Like the voice of a god.

The moment he heard it, Yang Luo felt a deep sense of respect and admiration, just like an instinctive reaction from the depths of his soul.

"Thou ...... Do you feel it? This power? ”

"I feel it, this power is what you gave me—"

Yang Luo responded to the voice in awe.

At the same time, there is also an inexplicable feeling.

The voice didn't seem to speak in its own language, but it could be understood.

Is this part of "His" power?

Yang Luo couldn't help but think so.

“…… True. ”

"He" responded indifferently to Yang Luo's question.

"This is ...... 'Yan Mystic Medicine', which is the thing of my 'Yan God Temple', which can break the door of restriction and make mortals embark on the road to heaven...... And you are the one chosen by the 'Yan God Temple'. ”

“…… Mystical Medicine...... Temple of the Gods?! ”

Yang Luo's mood was both panicked and excited.

These two terms seemed to carry infinite mysteries, and in an instant he felt that he was in a strange world of grandeur and unknown.

“…… Sincerely...... I am the 'Lord of the Yan Temple'......"

His voice seemed to come from far away, and when it sounded in my head, I couldn't help but feel a sense of grandeur and distantness.

Still, he was able to hear what he meant.

"Your Excellency...... Why did you choose me? ”

Yang Luo took a deep breath and asked this question nervously.

“…… It's just a serendipity...... Everything is the creation of chance......"

I don't understand what the great "Lord of the Yan God Temple" meant by chance, but I guess it was something like "fate".

Are you also the one who has been chosen by fate?

Yang Luo felt his mood boiling, and he couldn't suppress his excitement.

But "Him" continues.

"...... 'Yan Shen Temple' is not yet able to return to reality from the chaos...... Only in the world is to choose a substitute ...... 'you', that is, this generation of 'disciples of Yanshen'......"

"Disciple of the Gods"...... What a domineering name, is this who you will be in the future? Yang Luo felt that intense excitement was about to jump out of his throat.

However, he suddenly remembered the huge black eagle, the black eagle who threw the "Yan Mystic Elixir" into his body and allowed himself to ascend to the sky in one step, is he also a member of the "Yan Temple"?

“…… Its name is Black Moon...... For the 'Yan God Temple' Divine Beast ...... Have the power to walk in the world...... You may see each other in the future......"

Yang Luo couldn't help but feel a little regretful. He had wanted to see the Black Moon Envoy again and tell it how grateful he was—after all, it was the one who had given him the elixir to give him this opportunity.

However, judging from the hall master's statement, he probably won't be able to see the Black Moon Divine Envoy now. But what is the "oracle of God"...... It sounds like a lot more domineering than his "disciple" status......

Faintly turning these thoughts, Yang Luo felt that the connection between "Him" and his own heart was getting weaker and weaker, and his heart suddenly tightened, and he threw away other distracting thoughts:

"Your Excellency, this is ......"

"The 'Yan God Temple' has not yet returned to the present world, and it is difficult to maintain your heart for too long......"

“…… Then, Lord of the Hall, what do I need to do as a 'disciple of the gods'? ”

“…… No taboos, no needs......"

Doesn't this mean that he doesn't have any restrictions, even if he leaks the existence of the "Yan God Temple"?!

Yang Luo was stunned in his heart.

He listened intently to what the Lord of the Temple of Yan had said, as if he were listening to a hadith.

But "Him's" voice became more and more distant, as if it were coming from the clouds.

“…… No need to fret...... The old days are about to return, and the gods will return...... At that time, the 'Yan God Temple' will reappear on the earth...... Wait and ...... with peace of mind"

The voice of "Him" was gone.

However, the amount of information in the last paragraph was so large that Yang Luo forgot to breathe for a while.

“…… The old days are about to return, and the gods will return?!! ”