The Ancient Gods' Whisper-Chapter 800 - 383: The Eldest Miss Arrives! (Part 2)

Chapter 800: Chapter 383: The Eldest Miss Arrives! (Part 2)

Gu Jianlin drew his sword from the scabbard, the cold and clear glow illuminating his eerie and solemn blood-red vertical pupils. The domain of space freeze silently spread, and everything it passed through seemed to sink into a quagmire of silence, abruptly halting the clamor of the mortal world.

In the silent domain, even such violent elemental turbulence became so docile and tame. The scorching halo illuminated his face as he casually tossed the sword scabbard into the courtyard and swung the sword expressionlessly!

Countless arcs of the sword burst forth simultaneously, causing the domain of space freeze to collapse with a boom.

Also annihilated were the fragmented timespace, with the elemental turbulence swallowed by the broken void.

Gu Jianlin advanced like a ghost, casually slashing out numerous phantom-like arcs of the sword, resembling the flash of a meteor across the sky. Accompanied by the horrific sound of flesh and bone being torn apart, the monsters were sliced in half.

Not even blood splashed out; the insides of the monsters had long been empty.

A head flew high and rolled to his feet, which he crushed underfoot.

However, at this moment, he heard a strange sound.

Countless pale hands reached out from both sides of the shaded path, waving at him as if beckoning to spirits.

As if saying, "Hi!"

Gu Jianlin turned to look into the depths of the shrine, where countless wind chimes and talisman papers were also swaying.

Just like the dead, greeting him.

"Looks like you don’t want me to leave."

Gu Jianlin lifted the ancient blade onto his shoulder and stroked its eerie edge with his right hand. Countless threads of violent lightning arcs spread out, erupting with the screech of a thousand birds — this was the All Heavens Divine Thunder!

He could no longer continue to hide, from here on it was nothing but a spree of slaughter!

"Damn it, Qilin is trapped in the old house!"

No.1 said gravely over the communication channel, "What’s in the old house is crucial. We must find a way to assist him in breaking through. Otherwise, not only will the precious information be lost, but his identity might also be exposed."

Three finally put away his laid-back demeanor and responded, "Jiang Chunyang should still be using the petals of the Ghostly Glowing Lotus to lift the curse; he won’t act for a while. Given that old guy’s nature, he’ll certainly gather a group to protect himself because there are people from the Ether Association and the King of Qing’s student in Tokyo. We... have a chance!"

No.5 said softly, "I’ll try my best to help him find a way out, provided he can fight his way out of the old house. That thing is too terrifying; none of us have any certainty."

After a second’s silence,

No.4 said with a decisive tone, "If he can’t get out, I’ll directly take extreme measures and let the word out, using the power of order to strike the old house directly!" 𝘧𝓇ℯ𝑒𝓌𝑒𝑏𝓃𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘭.𝒸ℴ𝓂

No one could guarantee what would happen by then.

The highest directive given to the Shadows was to protect Qilin’s safety at all costs.

At the crucial moment, Gu Jianlin’s true self gave them a shot of adrenaline.

"Don’t worry, I can fight my way out."

The communication channel echoed with a boy’s indifferent voice, and amidst the deathly stillness came the sound of pouring rain!

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In the mansion at Shinjuku Imperial Garden, a burly old man was swinging a sword with great force. Before him stood ten hideous skeletons, obviously not human in form, but deformed Ancient God Seeds.

Each slash he made shattered a skeleton of the Ancient God Seed.

The broken bone powder wafted into the air, exuding a nauseating odor.

Clearly, he was swinging an ancient blade, yet it had no sharp and sinister feel, instead exuding the aura of a giant wielding an axe in ancient myths. His movements were grand and expansive, spreading a vast and majestic aura.

"Father, I’m back."

Jiang Chuge, in a white suit, approached him and slightly bowed his head in respect, "I’ve also brought Ziye back. It’s quite something to snatch someone from that Princess of the Ether Association."

The negotiations between the Ether Association and You Ying Group went smoothly, as both sides harbored their own schemes. To show sincerity, they certainly wouldn’t tear their faces openly and had to demonstrate some goodwill.

More importantly, the Moon Princess and Thunder came to a draw.

If the former had lost, they naturally couldn’t keep the person.

"Sorry, Father."

Jiang Ziyue was already able to walk down from the wheelchair and said with his head bowed, "I didn’t expect the opponent this time to be the Crown Prince of the Ether Association. This is my fault, and it has embarrassed you."

He was an orphan, his parents died early.

The Jiang Family had fostered him under the name of the elder before him, practically a stepson.

This elder was currently the eldest son of the Jiang Family’s still-living patriarch and family head.

Also, the future heir of the Dark World.

Jiang Yanxu was evidently a person of great stature, much more robust than his aged father, like a giant bear strolling through the forest, exuding an intimidating pressure that could only be cultivated on the battlefield, a terrifying aura that sent chills down one’s spine.

This was the Red King’s younger brother, whose talent was rather mediocre many years ago without any standout features.

Since the Dark World cooperated with Buzhou Mountain, this elder in the Jiang Family rose rapidly, suppressing a group of competitors with formidable strength and iron-fisted means, quickly establishing his rule.

With a smack.

Jiang Ziyue was slapped.

Jiang Chuge looked at him expressionlessly, "That’s the King of Qing’s student, nobody would expect you to win against him. Even Rhein considers him an opponent, so he’s not someone you can deal with, nor are you worthy. But you did fail, and you need to repay your sins with your worth. Don’t screw up in the next operation."

Bang, an ancient blade split a hideous skeleton in two.

"Father is alleviating his own curse, I have to guard Shinjuku Imperial Garden against Lin Dong. In one hour, he probed me a hundred and thirty-seven times through various means, truly interesting."

Jiang Yanxu’s voice was also deep and resonant, like a roaring tank, murmuring, "In addition to the people you selected, there will be one more on the action team’s list, that young master from the Si Family."

He paused for a moment, "I don’t like this person, find a way to kill him. If possible, let the Moon Princess die in the Divine Ruins as well, before Jiang Mingyan advances to Ninth Rank, I will find a way to dispose of her."

Jiang Chuge made no comment, as if everything was as it should be.

Jiang Ziyue still wore a smiling face, covering his reddened swollen cheek, "That one offended the Crown Prince of the Ether Association, I’m afraid even if we do nothing, he might not survive."

This was indeed true; the whole world was watching keenly.

Yet Jiang Yanxu sneered, "That guy is no simpleton; few can come out alive from the old house, it seems Father wants to use him, hence the collaboration with the Si Family."

A person able to benefit his father was naturally someone he wanted dead.

After all, if his father didn’t die, when could he expect to rise to power?

This mansion had a lake, and heavy footsteps sounded across the wooden walkway.

There were people wearing ominous black robes, emanating a chillingly murderous aura.

"I have guests."

Jiang Yanxu said indifferently, "You all go ahead, I have matters to discuss with these esteemed guests."

Undoubtedly, these black-robed mysterious figures could only be Pseudo Ancestors sent by the Ancient God Clan to operate in the real world, hailing from the ancient and tyrannical Candle Dragon Clan.

At this moment, terrifying roars suddenly broke the silence.

It was coming from the direction of the old house, where the overlapping space was forcibly torn apart, and golden rain poured down.

Jiang Chuge turned abruptly, a shocked expression on his face, and soared up on his sword.

Jiang Ziyue also showed a startled expression.

For they saw the pouring rain, cascading down heavily.

Someone stood amidst the overwhelming golden rain, holding a blade entwined with thunder. His breathing rhythm harmonized with the world’s melody, as if inhaling and exhaling the natural enemy, with a domineering aura overlooking the world.

The Heavenly Person Domain!

No, what was shocking wasn’t just the Heavenly Person Domain.

But that person’s face!

No face in the world was as breathtakingly beautiful!

"Young Lady?"

Jiang Ruoxu exclaimed in shock!