Legend of the Divine Archer

When the necklace was melted into his eyes, the latent power of these primordial beasts was unleashed, initiating a transformation within Yan Jin.

The impact of this sudden and overwhelming power was too much for Yan Jin\'s young body to manage. The sheer energy expenditure of the awakening process drained him of any life force, leaving him on the brink of death. In a desperate act of love and sacrifice, his uncle transferred all the life force he had left into Yan Jin, completing the awakening ritual at the cost of his own life.

When Yan Jin regained consciousness, he found himself in the little creek village, cradled by his dying uncle. The memories of the blinding agony and the immense power that surged through him were hazy, but the sight of his uncle\'s face, etched with pain and love, was seared into his mind. His uncle\'s last breaths were spent ensuring Yan Jin\'s survival.

Yan Jin\'s bloodline inheritance was a remarkable and complex gift, centered around the ancient Hydra\'s unparalleled abilities. At the core of his power was the Ouroboros Method, a unique technique that allowed him to continually strengthen his soul power.

This method, symbolized by the ancient serpent consuming its own tail, enabled Yan Jin to recycle and refine his soul power, making it purer and more potent with each cycle.

The Nine-Neonate Hydra bloodline bestowed upon him two extraordinary abilities: exceptional regeneration and bloodline absorption. The regenerative power allowed Yan Jin to heal from almost any wound, his body mending itself at an astonishing rate. This ability was crucial in his daily survival and training, enabling him to push his limits without fear of permanent injury.

The bloodline absorption ability was even more profound. It allowed Yan Jin to strengthen his body by absorbing the essence of demonic beasts he defeated. This power was key to his cultivation, as he had no traditional cultivation method or master to guide him. Instead, he relied on hunting and absorbing the bloodlines of these beasts to raise his cultivation level.

This process was slow and arduous, but through determination and the strength of his inherited abilities, he had finally reached the peak of the Awakening Realm.

However, there was one anomaly that puzzled Yan Jin: his eyes. Though they were physically blind, their transformation during his awakening granted him a form of vision far superior to ordinary sight. His soul power allowed him to perceive the world in ways others could not, sensing energy flows, auras, and even the emotions of those around him.

Yan Jin was certain that the purple jade necklace had played a significant role in this transformation. The jade had not only triggered his awakening but had also altered his eyes in ways he did not fully understand.

Having reached the peak of the awakened level the breathtaking transformation became even more apparent. His once-hidden pupils now gleamed with a deep, vibrant blue, reminiscent of the clearest skies just after dawn. These eyes were not merely blue; they held a depth that seemed to stretch into infinity, as if one could glimpse the vast expanse of the cosmos within them.

Intricate patterns adorned his irises, creating a mesmerizing display of ancient artistry. The patterns were composed of delicate, swirling lines that formed elaborate designs, each one unique yet harmoniously intertwined with the others. These lines extended from the very center of his pupils and spiraled outward in a symmetrical dance, reaching towards the edges of his corneas.

Within these patterns were symbols and runes, faintly glowing with a soft, ethereal light. The symbols seemed to pulse gently, as if alive with a hidden power, their meaning lost to time but their significance undeniable. Each rune was finely etched, appearing almost like threads of luminescent silk woven into the fabric of his eyes.

The intricate designs continued beyond his irises, subtly extending towards his temples. These extensions were faint yet distinct, creating an aura around his eyes that resembled the wings of an ancient deity. The patterns at the edges were finer and more delicate, almost like the filigree of a master artisan\'s work, enhancing the divine impression his gaze imparted. for

Yan Jin ceased circulating his bloodline energy, his eyes returning to their usual hollow appearance. He reached under his bed for a large case, lifting it with a sense of purpose. Inside, a magnificent metal bow gleamed, accompanied by a quiver holding over a hundred arrows, each with uniquely crafted arrowheads.

Donning a black robe and tying a ribbon over his eyes, Yan Jin prepared for his excursion. He grabbed his pocketknife, the special gourd filled with potent elixirs, the bow, and the quiver. With quiet determination, he climbed out through the window, moving with practiced stealth towards the forest.