The further inside one goes, the more crowded it becomes, with more and more Giants.

Liang Baiyin's eyes widened in excitement as she looked around, but there were so many Giants here, creating an aura of wild danger.

As she looked around, she extended her small hand, pinching Zhou Leng's sleeve gently with two fingers.

Before formally entering, the Giants at the entrance continuously took out small cups, filled with half a bowl of bone ash, distributing it to each person entering.

The Giant's cup was the same size as a human soup bowl.

Before long, over a thousand people stood in front of a large plaza.

A wall of Demigod stood ahead, flanked by crude Giant stone carvings.

The leading Innate stood outside the door, not entering.

A voice sounded from the sky.

"Consume the bone ash in the cup, summon the spirits of the ancestors, awaken the resonance of history, like carrying the soul of a star bearer stone, take a step to climb the starry sky."

The Giants, as if snacking, poured the half-bowl of bone ash into their mouths in one go.

The other races were a bit puzzled; that's half a bowl of bone ash, enough to choke someone.

Liang Baiyin turned her head close to Zhou Leng, whispering, "Brother Zhou Leng, I've learned Giant Language too, but this voice sounds like an ancient pronunciation, I only understand half, can you translate?"

Zhang Xinglie looked at Zhou Leng, his respected human translator and friend.

Zhou Leng said, "It's just telling us to eat the ash, nothing else is important."

"Eat... ash?" Liang Baiyin stared at the gray-black powder in the bowl, smiling, curious yet unafraid.

Zhang Xinglie said, "Add some water and knead it into a paste, eat it like medicine."

Zhang Xinglie sat down on the spot, took out a bottle of mineral water, gently pouring it into the bowl of ash, slowly kneading, but unable to form a paste.

He took out a bag of glutinous rice flour, poured it into the ash, kneaded into small strips, breaking them off, and said, "You guys try it too."

"The scholar's preparation is really thorough." Molten Hammer also took glutinous rice flour and poured it into his bowl.

Mountain and River Origin and Mountain River Oak directly poured it into their mouths, while the four of Zhou Leng used water and glutinous rice flour, kneading into small strips and breaking them off, drinking water to wash it down.

Liang Baiyin, despite her delicate appearance, wasn't pretentious at all, eating and swallowing in large mouthfuls like Zhou Leng.

Soon, a warm power surged from the stomach, flowing throughout the body.

At the same time, a faint stream of warmth entered the brain.

Zhou Leng felt his body sway, his vision doubled, some strange shadows appearing on his retina.

There were Sea Sirens riding waves, a gigantic White Dragon stretching a thousand meters, and a deep sea giant eye slowly opening.

Mountain and River Dao said, "Don't be afraid, next, the power of the ancestors will connect us, everyone will see the ancestors' revelation."

Zhou Leng and Zhang Xinglie exchanged glances.

Whatever ancestral revelation is involved, there must be hallucinogenic herbs mixed in.

"Brother Zhou Leng, so much fun, all I see are fluttering little butterflies, and Giant Dragons..."

Liang Baiyin grabbed Zhou Leng's wrist with her right hand, while her left hand clawed wildly in the air.

It was like she had eaten Yunnan mushrooms.

Gradually, the Giants were getting high.

"Ancestor... I'm guilty..." A Giant knelt on the spot, banging his head.

"Ancestor, please forgive me..." Another Giant knelt down too.

"Ancestor, it's so beautiful..." A Giant happily spun around.

Then, many Giants stumbled, slapped their bodies, and started dancing the Giant war dance.

Soon, Mountain and River Origin, Mountain River Oak, and Molten Hammer also began wobbling, not knowing what illusions they saw.

It was pandemonium.

Then, outside the shelter, the sounds of drums, horns, and clashing resounded fiercely.

Slowly, Zhou Leng also began to feel heat throughout his body.

The world in front of him swayed.

Zhou Leng glanced at Zhang Xinglie, finding him also flushed, his eyes bloodshot.

"How are you?" Zhou Leng asked.

"Alright, it's similar to going to a nightclub in Xiong City." Zhang Xinglie crossed his arms, not swaying like the others.

Zhou Leng lowered his head to look at Liang Baiyin.

The girl's face was so red it seemed to bleed, her waist swaying, hardly able to stand.

Yet she kept smiling, occasionally letting out bell-like laughter.

She had a curiosity for everything, her feet constantly moving as if wanting to go somewhere else to play.

However, she instinctively held onto Zhou Leng's wrist with her right hand, never truly wandering far.

Zhou Leng looked at various places in the shelter.

Now, the most chaotic wasn't the Giants anymore.

Rather, it was the smaller races like Demons, Humans, Beastmen, and Dwarves, all swaying, even crazily shaking their heads and twisting.

The Giant's Shelter turned into a bone ash music festival.

That half-bowl of bone ash was just right for the Giants, but an overdose for ordinary people.

His left arm sank, Zhou Leng turned his head, seeing Liang Baiyin foolishly smiling as she fell sideways.

Zhou Leng quickly extended his hand, holding her waist to support her.

Liang Baiyin's consciousness was blurry, various illusions and even ghostly shadows flickering before her eyes, she extended her arms, embracing Zhou Leng's waist, her head leaning against him.

"Brother Zhou Leng, so much fun..."

Liang Baiyin leaned limply in Zhou Leng's arms, her eyes dazed.

Zhou Leng shook his head, not knowing what Liang Baiyin saw.

Thinking of her family's old connection with Elder Song, and that she was just a child, Zhou Leng held her, quietly looking ahead.

Before his eyes, all kinds of illusions flickered.

On a battlefield where the Giant Dragons flew, the King of Armor battled against the swarm of dragons.

Twelve Ice-winged Light People descended, fighting alongside the King of Armor, eliminating shadow after shadow.

In a majestic Ice Snow Palace, the King of Armor sat before an ice coffin, using the coffin as a hot pot, fishing out a piece of Dragon Meat, eating it heartily, saying comfortably.

Zhou Leng blinked, everything was in chaos.

Slowly, Zhou Leng felt that the bone ash in his abdomen actually generated new heat flow, gradually integrating into his blood, flesh, and bones.

Meanwhile, inexplicable first-person scenes flashed before him.

A Giant wielded a massive stone, killing a Giant Dragon, brain matter flying everywhere.

A Giant was bitten and beheaded by a Giant Dragon, the sight went black, but chewing sounds echoed in the ears.

A Giant roared, charging at the Giant Dragon.

Everything before him was so real that Zhou Leng even formed an illusion—these were memories from his past life.

In his past life, he was a Giant.

Countless Giant memories surged forth.

Zhou Leng paused for a moment, suddenly realizing the truth.

The hallucinogenic herbs were actually protecting him; otherwise, his consciousness might be overwhelmed by the flood of Giant memories.

At the same time, the statues on the edge of the Demigod Wall began to light up one by one.

"Awoo, awoo, awoo..."

"Awoo, awoo, awoo..."

The Giants suddenly went berserk, stomping their bare feet on the ground fiercely, slapping their bodies continuously, letting out frenzied roars.

Gradually, the battle dance of the Giants synchronized, making the earth pound with their rhythm.

"Hey... hey..." With bloodshot eyes, they stared straight at the Demigod Wall, singing the ancient battle song.

Mountain and River Origin, sounding as if drunk, chuckled, "The Demigod Wall is lit up! The more statues light up at the end, the stronger the blessing! Jump up, roar, make waves! Hahaha..."

Normally far more calm than all the Giants, Mountain and River Origin was now as frenzied as Mountain River Oak.

Stimulated by the herbs, Liang Baiyin hugged Zhou Leng, shouting excitedly.

The voice was both joyful and fearful.

No one could escape the influence of the Giant memories.

Fortunately, Zhou Leng's will was strong; even so, a sense of murderous intent rose in his heart, increasingly desiring to indulge.

Finally, a third of the statues lit up, and then the Demigod Wall fell silent.

The fervent expression in many Giants' eyes faded, replaced with a fury-driven madness.

Their battle dance became even grander, their battle song even louder.

They were unwilling!

They wanted to see more statues light up!

They wanted more Ancestral Protection!

The resonant Giant battle song echoed, ancient and majestic, shaking the skies.

But after a while, no new statues lit up.

The battle songs slowly turned into lament, and the Giants began to roar angrily.

Suddenly, the statue at the center of the Demigod Wall lit up, its pale white light like the sun, illuminating the entire shelter.

The Demigod Wall gently shook, and then, all the statues at the edges, except for the center, lit up together.

The white light turned into golden light.

Brilliant golden light rose from the Demigod Wall.

Golden light, enveloping the entire shelter.

"Ancestor..."

"King of Armor..."

The Giants turned their sorrow into joy, singing the ancient battle song loudly.

Outside the shelter, the high-tier Giants watching paused, revealing a relieved smile.

The golden light was like fire.

Everyone in the shelter seemed invigorated, their skin glowing red.

Each person's vision was filled with illusions, more Giant memories.

The fervent atmosphere erupted in the shelter.

Almost everyone could not see around them, their vision overwhelmed by colorful illusions and Giant memories.

Every person seemed to transform into a Giant, experiencing the complete life of a Giant in a hallucinatory vision.

Joy, anger, sorrow, happiness, birth, aging, illness, death.

The most primal wildness of the Giant Race unfolded within the shelter.

In the process, the golden light of Ancestral Protection continued merging into everyone's bodies.

The fervent Giants did not see a golden beam of light forming above Zhou Leng's head.

Bright, solid.

Outside, the Giant Elders widened their eyes.

"How could this human receive a Demigod blessing? And it's the King of Armor's blessing?"

"What happened?"

"That human seems to be a friend of Mountain and River Origin."

The Giant Elders looked towards Mountain River Celestial Peak.

Mountain River Celestial Peak chuckled, "You should thank this human; it was he who triggered the power of the King of Armor, bathing your descendants in higher Ancestral Protection."

Some Giants nodded gently.

Gradually, the golden light dimmed, the power dissipated.

Everyone's skin became crystal clear, their spirits buoyant.

Even though the illusion remained, everyone's eyes sparkled.

Everyone's power increased significantly.

"Hmm?"

As some looked towards a certain place, more people followed suit.

They saw a human standing within the golden beam of light.

As the light of the pillar gradually faded, it still surpassed the previous ordinary golden light.

"This is the Demigod blessing..."

The Giants instantly understood, the King of Armor's blessing was meant for this human.

That person stood quietly, eyes flowing with light, frost and snow fluttering.

A girl lay limp by his side.

Some Giants suddenly remembered.

This person had claimed when entering the Avalanche Plateau arena that an ancestral heroic spirit saved him.

It seemed... he was not lying.

As the golden beam of light dissipated, Zhou Leng's body slowly expanded.

Riiip...

A clear tearing sound accompanied the clothes and pants being forcefully stretched apart.