The Ancient Gods' Whisper-Chapter 1057 - 495: Stubborn Mouth! (Part 2)

Nie, the Deacon’s glasses had flown off, his body drenched in blood. Hiding behind a utility pole, he shouted, "This isn’t right, the facial resemblance was over eighty percent, so how did it turn into a Sword Sect?"

He was extremely nearsighted; without his glasses, he couldn’t distinguish between humans and animals beyond ten meters.

The glass walls of the street shops were shattered by bullets, cracks crisscrossing the surrounding staircases, and the utility poles trembled as they splintered. The city’s Neon had been obliterated by the battle.

Gu Cibei strode through the ruined long street, clutching an Iron Sword.

His eyes flickered with a bizarre Deep Blue, and the Ghost Slayers who dared to ambush him were torn to fragments before they could approach. Others, just nearing him, were decapitated with a single sword, their heads rolling to the ground only to be crushed underfoot.

The ability of an Eighth Rank Ming Venerate, known as the Senluo Sword Domain, projected one’s mental world into reality.

Each Sword Sect’s mental will was as sharp as a sword, a Divine Communication state achieved through self-cultivation. The Sword Intent projected into reality was extremely destructive, leaving devastation in its wake.

The Judgement Court’s ragtag forces were no match for him.

Without the Bai Ze Clan’s appearance, no one could handle him.

Yet, as these cracks extended to the zebra crossing’s edge, they came to an abrupt halt.

Rhein took off his sunglasses and silently opened his briefcase.

Inside lay a bronze sword as translucent as jade, exuding a chilling aura.

His opponent was only Eighth Rank, yet possessed the Third Law, a formidable power.

"Your trap seemed like an impenetrable net, yet in front of me, it’s nothing but a facade."

Gu Cibei tilted his head, gazing at him with a hoarse voice, "Rhein, isn’t it? You’re different from them; an interesting opponent indeed. I sense the aura of the Third Law on you; it seems you’re also preparing to embrace evolution."

A strange arc lifted at his lips.

Magic City was indeed the right place to come.

Despite a sense of walking into a trap, something he desired was truly here.

Rhein’s eyes turned cold. Today’s setup was originally to encircle Qilin. Unexpectedly, it attracted this clone instead, making the opponent much more troublesome, having anticipated danger and prepared accordingly.

No wonder Qilin dared to come alone to Magic City and even openly challenge them.

It turns out this clone had already joined forces with him.

After all, it’s quite logical, considering that Gu Jianlin is currently the person in the real world most immersed in the Third Law. The clone seeking higher evolution must obtain his assistance.

However, this made the Judgement Court seem somewhat foolish.

Rhein, being a high-ranking officer, knew that with a great battle impending, now was not the time to shake the troops’ morale. So he spoke into his mini microphone, "The target has been confirmed as Qilin himself. All combat members withdraw from the battlefield immediately."

He paused, "The battle that follows isn’t one you can participate in."

After speaking, he removed the microphone and threw it to the ground, crushing it under his foot.

Gu Cibei’s peculiar deep blue eyes stared at him, sneering disdainfully.

· 𝙛𝓻𝒆𝒆𝒘𝙚𝓫𝙣𝙤𝒗𝙚𝓵.𝙘𝙤𝙢

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Gu Jianlin lay on the balcony, holding a telescope. The gusts of wind shook the old trees in the neighborhood, the dense leaves scraping against each other like a raging sea tide. In the distance, lightning crisscrossed, flashing through the dark sky.

"Let me see, let me see!"

Xia Zhi appeared extremely excited, snatching the telescope from his hands, "That’s Qilin!"

They weren’t on the Overlord Path, without Eagle Eye their eyesight was similar to average people’s.

Gu Jianlin sighed, handing the telescope back to her, and commented, "Is your Qilin on the Sword Sect Path?"

Xia Zhi questioned suspiciously, "Did you sense the Sword Qi? I didn’t feel it. Don’t trick me!"

Gu Jianlin was indeed helpless; battles of this magnitude resembled natural disasters, even when restrained, resulted in power outages across six blocks, and whistling Sword Qi resembled tornadoes.

She couldn’t feel it at all.

The Candle Light Believers back then must have been blind to choose such a foolish girl as an experiment subject.

Of course, it’s not just them.

People throughout the Central Spirit Core Institute might be watching in various ways, the Deep Space Network forums were already flooded, and some people had even started betting on the outcome.

Gu Jianlin shook his head, turned back to the balcony, and dialed a number.

"Boss."

On the other end, a respectful voice from Old Master Si answered.

"What’s going on?"

Gu Jianlin asked casually.

Old Master Si hesitated for a moment, "To be honest, we’re not quite sure. Logically, this encirclement was targeting you, but the problem is they somehow didn’t locate your position yet found that clone instead."

Gu Jianlin fell into deep thought, gradually doubting if his enemies had the necessary intelligence level.

He shook his head and continued to inquire, "The progress of the infiltration plan."

Old Master Si chuckled softly, "We’ve successfully infiltrated the Central Spirit Core Institute’s medical system. Currently, five Councilmen and sixteen Deacons have been eroded by the Ancient God’s Blood. Most of them can endure for more than three years before succumbing to the blood’s power and dying from their bodies bursting. As for the lower-level Demon Hunters, just using the Ancient God’s Blood to pollute them should sustain them for about six months, which is enough."

"Because you master the Third Law, your Ancient God’s Blood possesses unique concealing properties."