The Ancient Gods' Whisper-Chapter 881 - 416: She’s Back! (Part 3)

Within the Ether Association, it’s not a complete betrayal; there are still significant factions loyal to the Grandmaster.

"Anyone can make empty promises. Where’s your sincerity?"

Jiang Chunyang raised his crimson eyes, like a beast about to pounce.

Li Qingsong knocked on the table, and immediately, the Judgement Court’s Demon Hunters carried in a coffin.

Gu Jianlin saw the person inside the coffin, and a sharp glint flickered in his eyes.

Chen Bojun.

The head of the Omega Sequence, Chen Bojun!

This honest middle-aged man looked pale, as though he’d lost a great deal of vitality, sleeping within the coffin.

His face was slightly twisted, as if enduring enormous pain in a dream.

"We ambushed Chen Bojun and successfully sealed him."

Li Qingsong licked his lips and smiled: "We’re using him to threaten his brother. Chen Xingli is a director at headquarters; controlling him allows us to control thirteen divisions, further promoting the fusion of order and darkness."

Jiang Chunyang squinted his eyes, revealing a satisfied smile.

"Very good, I like this gift."

He raised his withered right hand and said hoarsely, "Director Chen shall be a gift for feeding my grandson. Such fresh blood food might restore some of his sanity. Remember, feed him slowly, don’t let him die."

The coffin was carried away, transported to the deepest part of the camp.

Gu Jianlin watched everything coldly, unconsciously tapping his knee with his right hand.

The amount of information was overwhelming.

Too many variables.

A vast amount of information flowed through his mind, forcing him to calm down.

"No wonder he’s the Jiang Family Master, still so intimidating."

Li Qingsong asked with a sly smile, "But I’m curious. Why didn’t Young Master Chu Ge die completely after losing the Holy Corpse? Instead, he turned into such a monster? Even someone like you is extremely wary?"

Jiang Chunyang glanced at him coldly: "Do you want to probe the secrets of the You Ying laws?"

Li Qingsong changed his expression: "I wouldn’t dare."

Jiang Chunyang, an old fox, knew it wasn’t just not daring, he wanted to probe much more than that.

Now that Taihua is dead, darkness and order have become enemies again.

The Ether Association certainly wants to explore Chi’s secret to prevent his resurrection.

The strange situation with Jiang Chuge had already caught their attention.

The You Ying Group knows what they are thinking and will certainly be prepared.

It’s a battle of offense and defense.

"Go back and tell your masters that a bunch of little guys shouldn’t play mind games in front of me."

Jiang Chunyang’s face twisted as he raised a finger pointing towards the golden light outside the tent, nearly growling: "Complete your tasks quickly. I don’t care who possesses the Heavenly Person’s Wedge, capture her immediately! The damn Qilin as well, I don’t wish to see such people grow for another five years."

He paused: "Don’t forget, Qing is not dead yet!"

A flicker of fear passed through Li Qingsong’s eyes, and he humbly replied, "Understood, Jiang Family Master."

He rose to bow, then turned and left with his men.

Jiang Chunyang watched him leave, eagerly opening the metal box to arrange the Alchemy Matrix.

When it came to matters concerning his livelihood, he had to handle it personally.

Like a hunting dog sprawled on the ground, extracting alchemy materials to build the matrix for himself.

Finally, he took out a wooden box from his pocket, removing a withered petal of the Ghostly Glowing Lotus, gently cutting off a piece.

He placed the petal piece into an incense burner to burn, greedily inhaling the rich fragrance.

Finally, he put all the alchemy materials into the Copper Cauldron to boil, taking out a bottle of blood-like secret medicine and swallowing it.

The old man knelt in prayer, letting out beast-like roaring growls.

As his partner, Gu Jianlin, had to accompany him after entering the Ancient God Realm every time there was treatment. 𝑓𝘳𝘦𝑒𝑤𝑒𝘣𝘯ℴ𝘷𝘦𝓁.𝑐𝑜𝑚

This was also a precaution by Jiang Chunyang.

This time, Gu Jianlin coldly watched as he swallowed the blood, maintaining a blank expression.

"Are you ready?"

He said in his heart.

Skylark sneered: "Just don’t mess up."

Faint thunder rumbled.

Torrential rain descended.

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As Li Qingsong walked out of the tent with his hands clasped behind his back, he felt relieved.

Facing the oldest monster in the world, even as a Saint, he felt immense pressure.

Clearly, in the Ancient God Realm, everyone was at the Seventh Rank.

Yet he felt as though the other was an unfathomable abyss.

Of course, this was because he was already very old, no longer at his peak strength.

"Dr. Aaron."

He smiled: "From here on, I’ll rely on you."

The Demon Hunters gathered behind him, in the rain they looked like ancient stone statues.

Among them was an elderly man in Daoist robes, appearing like an ancient Taoist priest.

Dr. Aaron nodded slightly: "We’ll stabilize Young Master Chu Ge, but you’ll have to handle the specific divination."

Li Qingsong turned to glance at the old Taoist, his gaze cold.

The old Taoist lowered his eyes humbly, indicating his compliance.

Li Qingsong nodded in satisfaction, walked towards the deepest part of the camp, head held high.

As if this was his rightful position and treatment.

Previously, he suffered too much humiliation in prison.

The King of Qing crushed him like a bug, the President interrogated him like a dog.

Now he was finally released, able to return with a vengeance.

President?

No matter how invincible, you died just the same.

Your favored descendants will be slaughtered, your family purged, everything you left behind erased.

Even those you favored, Qing and Chi, want you dead.

"Once you find Thunder, do your best to kill her."

Li Qingsong instructed in a low voice: "We only want the Heavenly Person’s Wedge. This woman is a monster and also that woman’s successor. Especially, I heard she has an unusual relationship with Qilin. Clearly a human, yet infatuated with the Ancient God Clan. Such a human traitor is a disgrace to order’s purity."

His subordinates nodded, indicating understanding.

The rain carried a sea-tide like scent, a searing flash of lightning faintly streaking through the night sky.

In the darkness, it seemed a fierce golden eye was watching him.

That gaze was like an Evil Spirit’s ferocity.

No, more than just ferocity.

Authoritative, indifferent.

Dominant!

The gaze seemed familiar!

It was as if it belonged to the President!

Amid the patter of rain, Li Qingsong took a step forward, yet the surrounding time and space twisted violently.

In an instant, he was transported from the camp to the desolate depths of ruins.

The torrential rain froze in midair, and time descended into a stagnating silence.

Crack.

A blood-red ghost knife emerged from his chest, spilling scarlet blood in a blinding display.

"Didn’t expect this?"

Someone said softly behind him.

It was a stunning woman, her features so bewitching and captivating, like a begonia swaying in the wind.

Li Qingsong barely began to struggle when he saw the golden vertical pupils approaching instantly through the rain.

With the thunder, that person’s right hand pierced through his chest.

Boom.

The thunder roared, lighting illuminating that person’s side profile.

It was a black-haired youth, his features hard and cold, bearing an uncanny resemblance.

Li Qingsong felt as though he was facing the deceased President.

"Are you that afraid of her?"

Gu Jianlin clenched his heart, speaking softly: "Then you should fear me."

Crack!