The Ancient Gods' Whisper-Chapter 786 - 378: Gu Jianlin’s Way (3)

This is the power of the Ghost Slayer Path; if you are weaker than me, you don’t stand a chance.

Clang, that was the sound of the blade being blocked.

Gu Jianlin held the blood-red ghost knife in reverse grip, expressionless. The crimson blood Qi flowed along the blade as he easily parried the horizontal slash from the tachi, causing invisible ripples in the Void.

"I know what you’re thinking; why hasn’t my blade broken? If everyone thought about problems as you do, only using common sense, then this world would be absurd and laughable. You are trapped in the cocoon of thought you set up for yourself, finding a ridiculous belief to worship, trying to cover up your fear."

Gu Jianlin glanced at the ancient and imposing awakening bell, including the believers kneeling before the ancient bell: "Unfortunately, are such people really useful? They cannot help you solve problems, nor can they save you in critical moments."

The Red Priest was furious to the extreme, exerting all his strength to press down the blade, attempting to overwhelm him with power.

A terrifying blood color appeared in Gu Jianlin’s pupil. The dormant spiritual gene unleashed an ancient and majestic aura, like a floodgate opening, washing through the human body. Endless power flowed through blood vessels and meridians, like a transformation from inside out, allowing him to break the barrier of species and reach the realm of the Ancient God.

A blood-red Dragon Horn, crimson vertical pupils, and a protruding brow bone, resembling an Evil Spirit.

The blade trembled and hummed, like another ancient bell echoing with a roar.

He suddenly shook his blade, releasing immense power from his wrist.

The Red Priest was shockingly forced back, his wrist numb, with the web of his thumb splitting.

Gu Jianlin coldly pressed forward, swinging the blade with a brutal, unskilled hack. His movements were so large and uninhibited, yet the crossing blade lights almost overlapped, flickering out in the darkness.

Faced with this wild Sword Force, the Red Priest could only raise his blade to block, yet each block forced him to endure an incomparably majestic force, nearly shattering his entire skeletal structure, almost unable to hold his own blade.

At this moment, Gu Jianlin missed a slash, the blade tearing through space and leaving a dark scar.

A harsh tearing noise approached from behind.

The Red Priest used teleportation to appear behind him, attempting to decapitate him with a single stroke.

With a crack, a dark, harsh blade scar tore through space and time, exposing the Universe’s primordial darkness.

Gu Jianlin’s body was severed, yet no blood spilled, for what was cut was only the afterimage he left from his teleportation. His true form had already vanished the instant the blade attacked, his Divine Speed Force like a ghost’s!

The Red Priest’s strike hit empty air, landing confusedly.

Before he could even react, he was engulfed by a massive shadow.

In the old shrine of the Shinjuku Imperial Garden, the late cherry blossoms fell as Gu Jianlin descended like a hawk on prey, gripping the blood-red ghost knife with both hands, the blade erupting with a violent arc, the flash of the blade resembling lightning!

With a crack, the Red Priest’s back was torn, nearly cleaving him in two!

Blood gushed like a waterfall.

The priest knelt on the ground, a look of terror frozen on his face.

This injury wasn’t fatal, but he had lost.

Lost to someone of a lower Rank.

Gu Jianlin casually flicked the blade, the incoming blood being cut off, not a single drop splattering on him.

The prisoners gaped in shock, even the believers forgot to breathe.

Only the remaining priests realized the danger, drawing their blades to attack without hesitation.

Blades flashed from all directions.

The murderous intent was intense as a tsunami, threatening to drown him at any moment.

Gu Jianlin looked at the advancing priests, casually brushing off the cherry blossoms from his shoulder.

The Shadows had briefed him in advance; he knew what to do next.

"I know this is an Alchemy Matrix, an independent pocket space. Each independent pocket space has a core, and the person guarding the core is you. I don’t know how to break the array, so I can only deal with the one guarding it. Between Superdimensional Levels, the difference of each Rank is not significant."

Gu Jianlin walked past him with the blood-red ghost knife, ignoring the approaching priests.

"So there’s no need to take it to heart."

Facing the heavy bronze bell, he threw the Jiuyin outward!

With a boom.

His voice was drowned out by the enormous noise.

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In the old shrine of Shinjuku Imperial Garden, Old Master Si faced the toughest moment of his life.

"I believe you are making things difficult for the Si Family."

This old man sat cross-legged on the ground, heavily dropping his teacup: "Our Si Family’s people have been forcibly detained in the illusion by you. Some indeed harbored schemes, but none to the extent of betrayal. Why must they also be punished? I need an explanation, or there will be no end to this today’s issue."

Tonight was a night of Jiang Family’s rage, as the five great families were subjected to forced investigation, daring to be angry yet not speaking out.

Even direct relatives, detained due to Jiang Family’s suspicions, wisely remained silent.

Only hoping that the wrath would not spill over onto themselves.

Except for one family. 𝘧𝓇𝑒𝑒𝑤ℯ𝑏𝓃𝘰𝑣ℯ𝘭.𝘤ℴ𝘮

Not only did they refuse to remain silent, they even dared to rise in revolt!

This family was the Si Family!

"You know very well what the Si Family has done."

Jiang Chuge, clad in a white suit, sat cross-legged opposite him, pouring himself a cup of hot tea, saying expressionlessly: "The Si Family once collaborated with The Order of the Hidden for a fragment of the Qilin Wedge. We still do not know if that fragment is in your possession."