The Ancient Gods' Whisper-Chapter 885 - 429: Hope
Jiang Chunyang heard that thunderous voice and suddenly overturned the Sea of Light formed by the candlesticks. He scrambled up in terror, grabbed his cane, and rose with a tumble, as spirituality surged within him.
However, just at that moment, he suddenly spewed a mouthful of blood, as a nightmarish illusion engulfed him from all directions. He saw a golden sea tide, accompanied by roaring thunder and tearing lightning. The curse that had been suppressed erupted once more, and this time with retaliation a thousand-fold!
A collapsing roar echoed from within him — a conflict of two Supreme Laws repelling each other!
In a vague vision, he saw a woman enveloped in blazing sunlight approaching, clutching his throat tightly.
"Taihua!"
He roared in terror, shouting, "You’re supposed to be dead!"
The psychological torment nearly shattered his mental and willpower.
For an Ascender, any mental issue is akin to having their foundation shaken.
This old man was no ordinary person; in an instant, he realized he had been deceived.
In a fit of rage, he turned around, only to see the young man sitting cross-legged on the ground behind him, his gaze cold and indifferent.
Jiang Chunyang pounced like a beast, extending his withered right hand, and viciously pierced through his chest!
Crack!
The old man was stunned, for there was no sound of flesh and blood being pierced.
"Qilin Forbidden Curse?"
He, of course, knew this Original Forbidden Curse. But how could he not see through it?
"There are many things you cannot comprehend."
Gu Jianlin dissipated like mist, leaving only his cold voice echoing in his ears.
In reality, regarding the Qilin Forbidden Curse, he had long considered one thing.
Jiang Chunyang was also a top-tier Divine.
Could he not know the Qilin Forbidden Curse?
He must.
After all, Jiang Chunyang was the most senior Ascender in the world, and even the President had to call him senior brother.
Gu Jianlin always remained vigilant and was reluctant to use the Qilin Forbidden Curse in front of this old man.
Until the President came to see him.
This confirmed one thing for him.
That was, Jiang Chunyang couldn’t distinguish between his true body and his clone.
Otherwise, the President would have surely warned him.
Since the President said nothing, it meant the Jiang Family ghost couldn’t see through it.
This was absolute trust in the President.
That senior would never harm him.
Never.
Sometimes, Gu Jianlin even thought that the method to solve the Candle Light Divine Tree’s curse might not have been given to earn his trust, but to aid him at critical moments, helping him escape danger.
This was probably the card the President left him.
Unfortunately, he was going to let the old man’s intentions down.
If he could, he wouldn’t want to back down in anything anymore.
With a bang.
The mist that was Gu Jianlin dispersed.
Leaving only the stunned old man, letting out a roar of impotent rage.
The space around him distorted violently, spread open by a vast Dark Energy, and suddenly vanished from the spot.
Because he felt it, that dominant and fiery temperature, sweeping in like a storm!
"Support!"
He picked up the radio, growling, "I need support!"
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Boom!
Brilliant golden light rose like the sun, spreading out like a sea tide with the Heavenly Person Realm.
Skylark walked in the burning camp, holding a red umbrella. Amidst the storm, her black dress gradually dyed a crimson red like a rose, the hem fluttering like petals in the wind, faintly revealing a pair of snow-white, delicate legs. Her skin was like the world’s finest porcelain, her jade feet lightly touching the ground, emanating beauty.
Golden Mandalas bloomed, the scorching wind exuding an overwhelming arrogance, extremely fierce.
All Jiang Family members touched by the Mandalas were burnt to charcoal.
This was the ultimate Candle Light Law.
Once, only the President could achieve this level.
Now, a second person on earth appeared, capable of unleashing such domineering Heavenly Person Realm.
To the Jiang Family ghost’s knowledge, it was as if the President had resurrected.
Originally, he thought he was on the second level.
And the President was on the first level.
Now he felt as though he’d been outmaneuvered, the junior master he fought with all his life was on the fifth level!
"Hurt, doesn’t it? Painful, isn’t it?"
She curled her crimson lips in a grim arc, laughing cruelly, "Where can you run?"
By her estimation, the Jiang Family old ghost had to endure the conflict of two Supreme Laws, and his own body was already at death’s door; certainly, he couldn’t sustain for long and would inevitably collapse from his body’s disintegration.
The problem was, she was also gravely injured, and her combat power was failing.
How long could she last exactly...
She turned, looking at the boy in the torrential rain.
The brilliance in Gu Jianlin’s eyes flickered as if about to extinguish, his sharply contoured face showing thousands of golden cracks with hints of blood seeping through. His body trembled slightly, yet he stood straight in the storm, rain pouring down the umbrella’s edge, reflecting a slightly distorted silhouette.
"I’m fine, you can drain my Life Force as much as you want."
He said unemotionally, "As long as it kills him, it doesn’t matter."
Their relationship was not merely cooperation.
It was a parasitic relationship.
Accurately speaking, Skylark used Causality Grafting to transfer the cost of her forced spirituality burst onto him. This enabled her to briefly recover a certain state and temporarily use her power.
