The Ancient Gods' Whisper-Chapter 859 - 409: Betrayal!

This was a suicidal charge; after Gu Jianlin invoked the Ancient Divine Language, he surprisingly did not flee. Instead, he advanced along the desolate ruins, accompanied by a sharp sound like the cry of thousands of birds, as countless threads of lightning burst forth.

The ruins were destroyed, and the enemy’s body was torn apart.

Within the domain of the Ancient Divine Language, he was nearly invincible.

In fact, it was still because his current rank was insufficient, he couldn’t truly unleash that earth-shattering power. According to legend, the Black Supreme of ancient times could overturn a great dynasty in an instant with a mere chant. The domain he now wielded could only enact an annihilating massacre within its range.

He couldn’t achieve instant kills, but at the Superdimensional Level, it was already a dimensional attack.

Even attacks at the Holy Land Level would be forcibly obliterated within the domain.

Any Ascender who stepped into the domain would be torn to pieces, struggling even to perform Extraordinary Abilities.

A Magician, with blood-red eyes, performed an illusion technique, casually tossing three cards that spun like butterflies, the faces stained with crimson beads of blood, reflecting the charging demon and erupting lightning.

Gu Jianlin glided past him like a specter, lightly tapped his forehead, and he exploded into a fog of blood.

A shadow, descending from the sky, was ignored as Gu Jianlin raised his right hand and clenched it tightly!

Crack.

An Ancient Martial was seized by the throat and mercilessly had his head torn off.

Bang!

An Alchemy Armor-piercing Bullet whistled forth, its thunderous gunshot booming and spreading.

Gu Jianlin strode forward, without looking back, raised his hand, and caught the bullet!

He tightened his grip, and the Alchemy Armor-piercing Bullet turned to ashes in his hand.

This was an Alchemy Armor-piercing Bullet imbued with domineering energy, meant to shatter half his body.

Bang! A Thunderbolt Spear was thrown, blasting the sniper’s position into a massive crater.

Throughout, Tang Ling remained unharmed in his embrace, occasionally spattered by flying blood, her face charming like a swaying begonia. She gazed at that demon-like mask, somewhat lost in thought.

Gu Jianlin, to this day, had never systematically studied combat; he fought purely on primal instinct. That exhilarating sense of violence even carried an ancient flavor, as if it was engraved upon ancient stone tablets a thousand years ago, worshipped on altars, revered by thousands.

The helicopter plummeted, roaring down like rain of fire from the sky.

In the fiery rain was the demon-like youth, along with the girl in his embrace.

Faced with such a terrifying spectacle, even the Ascenders from both the Ether Association and the You Ying Group retreated.

"The intel was off, this isn’t just an ordinary revival of the Ancient God Clan!"

"This is nobility, a grand noble of the Ancient God Clan, his Ancient Divine Language is unstoppable!"

"Requesting retreat, seeking reinforcements!" 𝓯𝙧𝓮𝓮𝒘𝓮𝙗𝙣𝒐𝒗𝒆𝓵.𝓬𝓸𝒎

Wan Rentu issued the retreat order upon seeing the situation, because the monster’s power had been probed, and it was clear that none of those at the Superdimensional Level could contend; only the Holy Land Level could manage.

In the wars of the Ancient God Clan, the low-level ranks still had their roles.

The purpose of Low-level Ascenders is to probe the enemy’s strength, laying out information with their lives.

"Retreat, everyone!"

He shouted into his miniature microphone, "Crown Prince, if you can hear, please respond!"

He couldn’t believe that the young master of the Ying Family had died so easily, that was the top of the Omega Sequence.

Especially when he was a Heavenly Person.

However, no sound came from the communication channel, only a desperately silent void.

"Brother, shall we retreat?"

Jiang Ziyue saw the situation was dire, his sly smile turning rigid on his fox-like face.

Jiang Chuge, also a young person, had never witnessed such noble Ancient God Clan, yet despite the gruesome scene, remained unshaken and coldly retorted, "There is no option for retreat in my dictionary, remember, noble blood flows within me; my lineage does not allow retreat."

"You, a mere lowly illegitimate, would not understand."

He spoke coldly, "Hand over the Evolution Blood."

Jiang Ziyue seemed accustomed to being reprimanded, silently opening his arms.

Jiang Chuge casually impaled his chest, evoking a beast-like, piercing cry.

What a startling scene, a brother using his own hand to pierce his sibling’s chest, seemingly squeezing his heart. Upon withdrawing his hand, a crystal-like blood remained in his palm.

Jiang Ziyue, appearing drained of his soul, collapsed weakly, kneeling on the ground.

Wan Rentu instinctively frowned; even he found the scene excessively cruel.

"According to the Think Tank’s plan, my brother was supposed to bring me this item. Here, I shall kill a young Primordial. This will be my supreme glory," Jiang Chuge did not glance at his brother again, emotionless, as he swallowed the Evolution Blood, his skin flaring with molten, scorching patterns.

The Ancient God’s Breath surged within him, threatening to burst him alive!

Yet Jiang Chuge forcibly endured the violent Ancient God’s Breath, while snowy horns emerged from his head, strange, profound patterns surfaced on his face, and his pupils turned abyssally dark like black holes.

"Instructor Wan, surely your superiors have hinted at the outset of a new world. This is a very fair exchange: you assist us in reviving the king; we, in turn, will help you slay the President."