The Ancient Gods' Whisper-Chapter 815 - 390: The God’s Secret, Supreme of the Third Power

Chapter 815: Chapter 390: The God’s Secret, Supreme of the Third Power

Ji Zhou looked up at the window, the morning sunlight growing ever more intense, its dazzling rays spreading like a tide, almost making it impossible to open the eyes, as if it wanted to engulf this ancient courtyard.

Gu Jianlin instinctively raised his hand to shield his eyes. The luxurious living room he was in dissipated like a reflection in water, replaced by an ancient-style temple. Inside the temple stood towering ginkgo trees, their golden leaves resembling flames, scattered on the bluestone path, behind the Stone Tower the Ancient Bell roared, echoing with a serene Zen feeling.

No, it was more than that.

An ancient temple stood on the edge of a cliff, with clouds and mist rolling in like tides.

Deep within the fog, there stood a towering stone tablet piercing the heavens.

Old inscriptions were engraved upon the stone tablet.

"Supreme feats that make even the heavens bow!"

It was the text inherited from the Ancient God Clan, with a domineering aura that overwhelmed the senses.

If it were in the real world, this stone tablet would have definitely broken through the troposphere, something that couldn’t be constructed by human hands, as for carving such arrogant inscriptions, very few could live up to it.

The President was precisely one of them.

"This is the President’s little world, Tian Ding Temple."

Ji Zhou said indifferently, "Among the young generation, you are the first to enter."

"I heard that without permission, no one can enter here."

Gu Jianlin looked around, inevitably feeling a sense of awe.

All independent small worlds, the teacher’s grocery store is so down-to-earth.

The President is so domineering.

"I have the authority."

Ji Zhou said calmly.

Gu Jianlin looked at her with an odd expression, thinking that this reason was rather perfunctory.

He gazed towards the stone tablet deep in the clouds, curiously asking, "Senior, who carved this inscription?"

Ji Zhou squinted her eyes, coldly replied, "Back then Qing and Chi brought it over from the Ancient God Realm, specially engraving this line of inscription as a two-hundred-year birthday gift for the President."

Gu Jianlin nodded slightly, "Seems like the President is quite fond of this stone tablet."

Thinking about it now, the President is quite endearing, though he always talks about being incompetent and deeply regrets the current situation, in reality, he secretly thinks he is quite remarkable.

Occasionally indulging in self-admiration. 𝕗𝚛𝚎𝚎𝐰𝗲𝗯𝗻𝚘𝚟𝚎𝗹.𝕔𝐨𝕞

Ji Zhou clearly read his thoughts, raised her hand, and poked him on the forehead.

"Follow me."

She turned and walked into the temple, asking as she walked, "How much do you know about the Ancient God Clan?"

Gu Jianlin stood under the golden ginkgo tree, thought for a moment, then said, "Undoubtedly, the Ancient God Clan is a great Divine Race, that cannot be denied. They come from the depths of the Universe, born from planets nurtured into life, originating between endless light and dark, the five Ancient Supremes are the most powerful beings of this race."

"They are everlasting and look down upon the mortal world."

He paused for a moment, "Long before humans ever came to be, the Ancient God Clan had already descended upon Earth. As far as I know, it can be traced back to the era of dinosaurs, roughly between the Triassic and Cretaceous periods."

Ji Zhou replied with a hum: "Correct, but not entirely."

Gu Jianlin paused in surprise.

"I ask you, what are the most ancient paths in the East?"

"Ancient Martial, Divine, Sword Sect, Ghost Slayer, Heavenly Master, Overlord."

"Can you count?"

"Six paths."

Gu Jianlin suddenly recalled something, the wicked woman had once said that a certain Ancient Supreme was lost in the depths of the Universe, and back in the Ancient God Clan’s history, he only saw five shattered stars.

"First, you must know that the six oldest paths correspond to six Ancient Supremes. As for why most people recognize only five, it’s because that Supreme erased their own existence. Many believe that Kunlun Mountain Hell Gate is the Ancient God Realm of Xuanming Venerable, but that’s a fallacy."

Ji Zhou explained, "Xuanming Venerable has been slumbering in the Returning Ruins from start to finish, as long as he doesn’t want to wake up, he won’t be affected by external interference. The Gate of Hell, that’s another Ancient Supreme’s Ancient God Realm."

Gu Jianlin was shocked, "What is his name?"

Ji Zhou glanced at him, "Qiongqi Venerable."

Upon hearing this name, Gu Jianlin instinctively felt a twinge of fear.

Because according to the origin classification of Ancient Supremes, both Qilin and Qiongqi should have been nurtured by the Third Power.

"Why did Qiongqi Venerable erase himself?"

"Because he was afraid of one person... no, it should be a Divine."

"Candle Dragon Venerable?"

"No, Qilin Venerable."

Crack.

Gu Jianlin stepped on a branch on the ground, breaking it.

He lowered his head, the golden sunlight illuminating his deep eyes.

"History is written by humans, whether they are people or gods, there’s no real difference. Therefore, the history you see is not the most authentic, such as the span of time. Perhaps you once saw the five Ancient Supremes tear through to birth stars, now guess how many years apart each Supreme was born?"

Ji Zhou coldly laughed: "In fact, there was a long period during the Ancient Times when the Universe had only four Ancient Supremes, respectively, Candle Dragon, Vermilion Bird, Bai Ze, Xuanming. Qilin Venerable was the sixth Supreme."

Gu Jianlin kept silent, at this moment, he was somewhat creeped out because he vaguely felt that hidden within these secrets was a shocking revelation, enough to explain all the riddles that had emerged since the Ancient Times.

Ji Zhou’s next words, however, exploded like thunder.