The Ancient Gods' Whisper-Chapter 804 - 383: How Can One Tell If I Am Male or Female? (Part 4)

Chapter 804: Chapter 383: How Can One Tell If I Am Male or Female? (Part 4)

Gu Jianlin walked through Sakura Road, the main entrance of Shinjuku Imperial Garden was right in front, and he could see the brightly lit Shinjuku.

Behind him, the sound of the Ancient Bell echoed, as if reverberating from beyond the heavens.

"Rebellious children have never had a good end. We have granted you such a great life."

The Seventh Ancestor paused: "You should be grateful to us, not resist us."

The roar of the sniper rifle rang out again.

Terrifying Void Dog Cannons bombarded one after another, but were blocked by the Ancient Dragon lurking in the darkness.

The Seventh Ancestor opened his arms wide, his tattered robe trembling wildly, exposing a jade-like body.

"I’m giving you one last chance."

He closed his eyes and said softly, "Lord Skylark, give up resistance."

A vast sense of oppression, a strict authority, a raging breath.

This is the true power of an ancient Pseudo Ancestor.

For some reason, Gu Jianlin inexplicably wanted to turn around and say, "She’s asleep."

Boom.

The Seventh Ancestor roared loudly; he finally got serious!

Primordial Return!

The stern Ancient Dragon in the dark soared into the sky, falling like a burning meteor, rubbing the atmosphere at unimaginable speeds, spewing hot steam as the hard Dragon Scales opened and closed.

The Dragon Roar sounded like thunder, the Ancient Divine Language was about to be unleashed!

The Seventh Ancestor forcibly endured the damage of the Candle Light Law to his body and performed the Primordial Return.

Among the roaring sounds, a cold voice suddenly sounded.

"Traitor!"

The Seventh Ancestor only felt that voice echoing beside his ear, like divine punishment!

It awakened the deepest fear within him.

Gu Jianlin raised his demonic, stern vertical pupils, a vivid crimson at the corner of his eyes bright as blood, a noble and fierce Dragon Horn grew again at the top of his head, dense Dragon Scales spread across his cheeks, black hair fluttering.

A blood-colored demonic mask formed, the world seemed to sway with millions of Mandala Flowers.

He spun lightly based on the impressions in his memory.

Black hair fluttered, and his mist-enshrouded body seemed to sway too.

Demon Soul Dance!

The domain of Ancient Times spread, the world silent as if at the beginning of chaos.

Ancient Divine Language, unleashed!

That was the Ancient Divine Language of Candle Dragon Venerable!

"Lord?"

The Seventh Ancestor was startled in fear.

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Bang.

Gu Jianlin’s back leaned against the door of the changing room in a mall, locking himself inside with a reverse grip, the black Qilin Horn at the top of his head broke through, stern golden eyes seemed to swirl with destructive thunder.

His body made a sound of breaking apart, dense beads of blood beneath his skin.

Thousands of blood lines surfaced, like porcelain about to shatter.

"Quick, give me blood."

He suppressed the pain and said softly, "I need Dragon Marrow Liquid."

This is the price to be paid for forced Ancient God Transformation, and one of his few weaknesses.

That is, the main body and avatar must perform Ancient God Transformation in sync, bearing the price simultaneously.

In an instant, Skylark emerged from his body like a puff of smoke, her breathtaking silhouette vanishing in an instant.

"What did you do?"

Skylark glared at him coldly, holding his wavering body.

So hot, after Ancient God Transformation the body’s high temperature is like a meteor, only she can endure the vast pressure.

For any other woman, her legs would probably buckle with fear.

Unexpectedly, Gu Jianlin’s next sentence left her stunned on the spot.

"I found out about your origins."

Gu Jianlin’s voice was like the clamor of swords, his golden eyes devoid of any emotion: "I imitated the Demon Soul Dance of Candle Dragon Venerable and bluffed that guy; that precious information will soon be in our hands."

He let out a grunt, nearly collapsing into her arms.

Skylark instinctively caught him, feeling the shattered roar within him, the backlash from the rules of the real world.

The kind of bone-crushing pain seemed able to transfer to her.

After a moment of silence, she emotionlessly pulled open her collar, revealing a snow-white rounded shoulder, and the black strap hanging on her shoulder, the fair skin beneath faintly showing blue veins, extremely enticing.

"Bite it."

Skylark whispered, "Have you grown teeth as a little Qilin?"

Gu Jianlin raised his devilish face, the fierce golden eyes reflecting her stunning visage.

The sound of teeth piercing skin rang out.

Skylark let out a soft hum.

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