Then bursts of mechanical sounds came from inside the Wangxia Terrace, and the lights on the circular wall lit up one by one. At the same time, the metal cover in the middle separated to both sides, and a square and thick stone platform rose from below.

When raised up, it has an inclined angle, and is engraved with a mysterious cicada wing pattern that symbolizes Tianxia. In the middle of the cicada body, there is a round jade plate with a palm-shaped depression inside.

Goddess Yaqiu put down Yang Jue and said to him: "Give me your hand."

Yang Jue honestly handed over his hand. Goddess Yaqiu raised her finger and scratched her palm, and blood immediately flowed out.

Liu Fengquan was startled and said, "What are you doing?"

Goddess Yaqiu said: "To light the beacon, you need to use the blood of the direct descendants of the past governors as a primer." Her face became serious at this time, and she said to Yang Jue: "Listen, your grandfather and father have already prepared everything here.

, you don’t need to do anything extra now, just walk up, put your hand on the palm print, and call Tianxia in your heart."

Yang Jue had a serious face and gave a heavy hum. He looked at the stone platform and trotted up the steps until he came to stand in front of the mysterious cicada wing pattern. He looked back at the two people and turned around.

He came forward, stretched out his little hand with blood, and slowly placed it on the palm print.

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Chapter completed!