The Ancient Gods' Whisper-Chapter 875 - 415: Farewell (Part 2)

If there was really anything strange, it would be only one thing left.

The curse of the Gu Family.

And that bizarre car accident.

Moon Princess was silent for a moment and asked, "Which clan does his Ancient God Transformation feature come from?"

No.1 replied instantly, "The Qilin Clan, estimated to be above Ancestor Level."

The cup in Moon Princess’s hand fell to the ground, overturning her other speculation.

No.1: "It seems you don’t know what exactly happened either. In any case, protect him during this time. Your situation is also very dangerous. Even we can no longer offer any more help. If there’s anyone in this world who knows his true identity and isn’t afraid of him, it would only be you."

Moon Princess was silent for a moment and asked, "Aren’t you afraid I’ll kill him by telling me these things?"

"If there’s only one person in the world who doesn’t want to kill him, I think that person would definitely be you."

No.1: "Telling you this will only make you care for him more, won’t it?"

Moon Princess squinted her eyes suspiciously, because this No.1 seemed to know her very well.

She pondered for a moment and asked again, "Who hurt him?"

"To be precise, the Heaven’s Punishment Meteor."

No.1 responded, "Actually, he hurt himself because he forcibly used Primordial Return, leading both his true body and clone to suffer severe injuries. But his risky move did indeed win us a huge chance to turn the tables. The President’s power should have been crushed when she was assassinated, yet a large part of it has survived."

Moon Princess thought so, then instinctively frowned: "Who was he with before?"

This time, No.1 was silent for a moment: "You wouldn’t want to know."

The communication was cut off.

The tent fell into silence once again.

Moon Princess gently caressed the boy’s face. If this truly was an Ancient God, then she should be afraid.

Logically, that was the case.

And she indeed was a rational girl.

But only when it came to this boy did she not want to talk about rationality and logic.

"Don’t be afraid. I know who you are. I also know your joys and sorrows, your anger and happiness. Do what you want to do, and don’t care about the world’s judgment. I will protect you." Moon Princess held him in her arms, gently smoothing his furrowed brow. Her voice was soft yet carried a piercing quality.

She silently grasped the Heavenly Cluster Cloud Sword,

because this was her boy.

Whether he was an Ancient God or human.

Whoever kills him, she will kill in return.

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Gu Jianlin was indeed having a nightmare, in a daze he returned to that highway. Huge shadows lingered in the sky, endless rain spread like a sea tide, and the air filled with a bloody scent brewed a terrifying aura. He was trapped in the shriveled, burning car, and his father was already nowhere to be found beside him.

Fear was like a sea tide, drowning him.

His whole body was so painful it was about to shatter, yet his eyes were stung by the bright car lights.

It was a giant truck, with an empty cabin, yet a strange and horrifying face appeared.

He was very familiar with this dream, it had trapped him like a cage for half a year, with no changes each time, he would be hit and killed, the world falling apart, as if plunging into Hell.

So lonely.

So hopeless.

No matter how powerful he was in reality, he possessed no ability to resist.

By now, he had gradually gotten used to it, even learned a term.

Giving in.

It wouldn’t matter if he was killed in the dream, waking up would only feel embarrassing and angry.

And the shame of failure.

Other than that, there wasn’t any other effect.

One day, he would definitely break through this nightmare and become even stronger.

Just as he closed his eyes to face false death again, a golden seed on his chest lit up.

A familiar voice sounded in his ear.

"Child, don’t be afraid."

The voice was so warm, like the breeze of early spring brushing past cherry trees, warm floral scents wafting: "This is the authority of the Vermilion Bird Clan, the power of reincarnation. Its purpose is to trap you in the past, using reincarnation over and over again to break you, hindering your growth. But put it another way, they are also afraid of you."

"Because your father, before dying, left you something good, which is also why you could pry the authority of the Vermilion Bird Venerate in the desperate situation of reincarnation. You need to think carefully about this."

Gu Jianlin suddenly opened his eyes, standing before him was a majestic and grand figure.

She merely raised her hand, and the oncoming truck disintegrated into ashes, echoes of unwilling and furious roars resounded in the unseen, as if a nine-headed monster was vanishing in the wind and rain.

A ray of sunlight broke through the clouds, falling onto the broken car.

Gu Jianlin was pulled out and faced that familiar face.

"Senior Ji?"

He murmured softly.

"You indeed didn’t disappoint me, truly mastering Primordial Return."

Ji Zhou smiled and said, "After all, it’s the authority of the Ancient Supreme, capable of breaking the constraints of rules. Your form of life is more resilient than imagined, no matter how much it’s tossed around, it can’t die."

The person before him was, of course, Senior Ji, and only she would be as brilliant and dazzling as the sun. The instant she appeared, even the rain disappeared without a trace, the clouds pierced by sunlight and clear skies after the rain.

The god lurking at the edge of the sky seemed to be dispersed by sunlight.