The Ancient Gods' Whisper-Chapter 893 - 421: City of Sin, the Black Supreme’s Hatred (Part 3)
At this point, the answer is self-evident.
Because almost the entire Qilin Clan has been massacred.
The Black Supreme personally slaughtered them.
Back in Ancient Times, the Qilin Venerable was never harmonious with his clan. Many historical evidences indicate that this deity enjoyed mocking his people, even taking pleasure in their expressions of despair.
What exactly drove the Black Supreme to madness?
What made him so furious?
So hateful?
To the extent of slaughtering his own people, offering them as a sacrifice.
This Divine Ruins should have originally appeared in the depths of the Ancient God Clan’s relics, which was the mother star of the Qilin.
This Divine Ruins in the Ancient God Realm was a creation that the Qilin Venerable replicated using supreme means!
With a thunderous roar!
The suspended pyramid quaked violently, with golden flames flowing from the gaps in its body. Fragmented light illuminated every corner of the city, revealing a black phantom floating amidst the heavy rain, whose shadow was so immense it seemed to cover the entire world!
Within the black shadow, a pair of fierce golden eyes were vicious and cruel!
Jiang Chunyang rushed recklessly through the city, heading straight for the suspended pyramid.
Yet his body visibly withered, resembling a terminally ill patient who now seemed like a centuries-old mummified corpse ready to be scattered by the wind.
His vitality was rapidly depleting.
Even though he constantly used the Divine Sacrificial Fire to consume life force, it was to no avail.
Because this was the Spiritual Domain of the Qilin Venerable, where his life force was forcefully stripped away!
Charred corpses leaped out of the flames like vampires resurrected from the dead, craving flesh and blood!
"Hmph."
Even the Skylark let out a muffled hum, feeling the life force draining from her body. Although her status prevented her from looking as hideous as a mummy, she nonetheless grew considerably weakened.
Her exquisite face turned as pale as paper, like a lifeless paper flower.
At this moment, ghostly blackened corpses lunged from the flames, clutching at her neck.
Crack!
Unhesitant, the Skylark swung her blade, Jiuyin vibrated, slashing a blood-red arc that severed them at the waist!
In that instant, her beautiful eyes suddenly contracted.
Because her slash didn’t produce the sound of flesh being torn apart.
Conversely, it felt as if her blade sliced through air, causing no harm to the corpses.
Indeed, the charred corpses were unharmed, rushing forward like non-existent phantoms.
The Skylark dodged with furrowed brows, purposely leaving a small flaw.
Crack!
A claw of a charred corpse tore her gown, nearly piercing her tender skin.
At that moment, the Skylark realized something was wrong, because these charred corpses could somehow affect her.
Yet her slashes could not affect these charred corpses.
Without hesitation, she activated Future Sight, only to see herself surrounded and devoured by a swarm of corpses!
"Damn it, why hasn’t that guy arrived yet?"
For the first time, the Skylark felt bewildered.
Because the domain left by the Black Supreme was indeed inexplicably strange.
And she herself was overly naive.
In some ways, the Skylark and that big guy were in the same situation.
The difference was, the Skylark was Level 99, while the Qilin might only be Level 20.
And the real Supreme Level was an unknown number.
This was why she seldom mocked his lack of Supreme Power.
Because they were similar in strength, the older brother wouldn’t laugh at the younger brother.
She casually discarded her umbrella, continuously performing seals with both hands, space and time began to vaguely tremble, as time grew deathly silent.
A domain of subtle silence emerged from her palms, about to spread forth.
At this moment, the Skylark suddenly felt her hands being grabbed.
It was a blackened, charred corpse whose burned face showed a grisly, eerie smile. The instant her wrists were held tight, both spirituality and vitality were like torrents vanishing.
In the eyes of the corpse, a reflection of an enraged Black Qilin appeared!
The Skylark faintly understood the Black Supreme’s intent was to slaughter all living beings who ventured here!
At the critical moment, a familiar yet cold voice echoed from behind her.
"Sidestep."
The Skylark didn’t anxiously struggle to break free from the corpse but decisively tilted her head and sidestepped.
A slender, strong hand passed through her ink-like hair, catching a slight grip in the air.
The sound of wind whistled by her ear.
Accompanied by a fleeting flash of sword light, the head of the corpse was cut off instantly!
Gu Jianlin panted heavily while standing behind her, holding the broken Qilin Wedge in his hand!
His shadow had finally arrived.
