The Ancient Gods' Whisper-Chapter 808 - 387: How Does Thunder Feel?
The warm sunlight filled the room, the bustling city outside the window appeared to be coated in a golden halo.
Gu Jianlin lay exhausted on the bed, feeling a sense of relief as if he’d survived a disaster. Last night’s bizarre encounter at the old house had imposed a substantial mental burden on him.
From the bathroom came faint sounds of running water, and through the mist, a fleeting glimpse of a petite yet graceful silhouette appeared and disappeared, like a budding Chinese flowering crabapple, exuding an allure within the haze.
Beautiful things always have a way of making people feel at ease, even someone as aloof as him was no exception.
He silently appreciated the girl’s graceful silhouette, while mentally replaying the entire events of last night.
"The You Ying Group indeed harbors hidden intentions. Their goal is to transport that sarcophagus to the Divine Ruins on the second tier of the Qilin Immortal Palace, to resurrect the Red King who died two hundred years ago. It’s madness. Who would have thought the dead could actually come back to life? It seems they are no longer able to suppress the King’s corpse, and they are getting anxious."
His phone displayed the dialing interface, but no one was answering.
His senior brother didn’t pick up the phone.
His original intention was to call the teacher to confirm the specialties of the You Ying Law.
And to inform the teacher of the impending resurrection of his old rival.
But then he thought, perhaps there was no need for confirmation.
Given the King of Qing’s level of sophistication and perspective, it was unlikely he knew nothing about it. In fact, everything that had happened so far seemed to be under his control; otherwise, he wouldn’t be leisurely fishing everywhere.
Since he didn’t answer the call, there must be a reason.
According to the Si Family’s informant, last night the senior brother suddenly appeared in Shinjuku District, adopting the Primordial Return state and occupying the highest point in the city, launching a massacre against the Ancient God Clan of Buzhou Mountain, slaughtering twenty-seven Pseudo Ancestors in one night. The massive Ancient Dragon’s corpse sprawled across the street nearly exposed the secrets of the Extraordinary World to the public.
There were rumors that the senior brother even went to the Jiang Family afterward, boldly barging into Old Jiang’s residence, staying for about half an hour, and then leaving calmly.
Nobody knew what he did.
Because no one dared to ask.
The world knew that the student of the King of Qing was strong, but no one expected him to be this powerful.
Such combat prowess, once he crossed the threshold of the Ninth Rank, would undoubtedly make him a new Catastrophe.
"Rank."
Gu Jianlin murmured softly.
He set three goals for himself.
First, to advance to the Sixth Rank.
Second, to master Primordial Return.
Third, to completely master the Heavenly Person Domain.
The second tier of the Qilin Immortal Palace was a great opportunity. That mysterious Divine Ruins likely concealed abundant extraordinary resources, including sacred places suitable for performing rituals.
If his situation were likened to a game account, his equipment and skills were top-notch, and his talent points were maxed out. The only thing lacking was a vast amount of experience, that is, a gap in basic attributes.
When he battled the Seventh Ancestor last night, he experienced the power of the Holy Land Level firsthand.
A blow in the state of Primordial Return could easily shatter his shadow.
If not for the Seventh Ancestor being significantly weakened by the Candle Light Law, even using Ancient Divine Language to counter would have resulted in his clone becoming scattered, and ultimately, he wouldn’t have been able to bring the information out.
The end result was that his shadow dissipated after escaping five hundred meters from the Shinjuku Imperial Garden.
The Seventh Ancestor was injured, but it wasn’t a serious injury.
Even if he had used his real body, at most, he would only have caused more injuries to the Seventh Ancestor.
Unable to reverse the situation.
Unless he advanced to Sixth Rank.
There’s a saying in the Extraordinary World that only upon reaching the Holy Land Level does one truly begin the path of the strong.
That’s a qualitative change in spirituality.
Just like the difference between conventional power and nuclear power, the quality of the fuel creates an output gap.
Of course, Holy Land Level Magicians are an exception.
Those things, aside from being for show or comedic value, have no other use.
"Ascension, the pinnacle of the Superdimensional Level, the next step is the Holy Land."
Gu Jianlin murmured softly, "Next are two Supreme Laws."
Primordial Return was necessary for him.
According to the rules of the two Supreme Laws, successors must devour the power of their predecessors to gain the qualification for evolution, thus the Holy Corpse is essential, currently under the control of the You Ying Group.
The Holy Corpse seems to only be extractable after the death of a high-level Evolver.
No wonder the teacher hasn’t mentioned this; perhaps there really is none.
Unless the teacher passes away.
The problem is, when that day comes, he wouldn’t choose to devour the Holy Corpse left by the teacher.
He couldn’t bring himself to do that.
If it were someone else’s, he would have no qualms.
Primordial Return.
Having experienced that ancient power, he was indeed very tempted.
It is a Mythical State that condenses the Ancient God’s Breath to its extreme limit, allowing one’s own strength to be concentrated to the ultimate extent.
The purest form of violence in the world, needing no tactics or application of extraordinary abilities, recreates the divine power of the mythological era with the human body, destroying everything with ease.
The true authority of the Ancient God Clan can also only be exercised in the state of Primordial Return.
Finally, the Heavenly Person Domain.
This is an issue of his own—he cannot overcome his inner demons.
Thus, the Heavenly Person Domain cannot be fully manifested.
Ding dong.
His phone chimed, alerting him to an incoming text message.





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