The Ancient Gods' Whisper-Chapter 901 - 424: The Red King’s Resurrection! (Part 3)
The Shadow Department previously proposed a plan, which was to destroy the corpse of the Red King in advance.
But obviously, that was impossible.
Because Jiang Chunyang is also a Demigod and naturally has his own small world.
"My dear son, now I need you to help me test this unprecedented miracle."
Jiang Chunyang placed the coffin vertically under the ancient tree, casually tearing off the chains and spells on the coffin.
He knelt down on the ground, holding high a fragment of the Qilin Wedge.
This fragment released a black light, silently floating to the highest point, trembling slightly.
The matrix of life and death was completely activated.
In the darkness, it seemed as if a black Qilin opened its fierce golden eyes.
Rumble!
The lid of the coffin shattered with a tremor, and inside stood a handsome young man, seemingly peacefully asleep, unaware of the golden vines touching him, with black lotus flowers blooming beneath his feet.
That was the Red King!
The Red King who had been dead for two hundred years!
Suddenly, the Sea of Life frantically evaporated, converging along the golden patterns that lit up on the ground.
"It’s true, the legend is true! Zhu Zhao represents vitality, You Ying represents death, and together they form the Third Power! Driven by the Authority of Qilin Venerable, it can reverse life and death, creating an unprecedented miracle!"
Jiang Chunyang laughed loudly, pulling his son out as he climbed into the coffin himself.
He was only one step away from his own immortality.
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In the pouring rain, the Think Tank closed his diary.
"In short, that’s how it is. In short, that Black Supreme truly was the greatest genius among the two races, meant not to be born, yet descended with endless hatred. If not for any accidents, he was supposed to be the first to complete the evolution of the Ancient God Clan, mastering two Supreme Laws at the same time."
He paused: "Unfortunately in the end, he still failed, his Evolution Path was interrupted, and exactly what he went through, no one knows. He built that Divine Ruins in his own Ancient God Realm to remember that heart-wrenching hatred. Because from his birth to his descent, everything was arranged and calculated by others."
Huai Yin responded with a sound: "That’s why he fell into endless madness."
The Think Tank smiled and said: "As for the Divine Ruins, it truly is a supreme gift. Without it, it would be hard to overthrow the rule of the old ghost from the Jiang Family. Of course, there are still quite a few who are dissatisfied with that old man, like the Netherworld. Those people went through all sorts of hardships to find the location of the Divine Ruins, and then used the Authority of the Qilin Wedge to open the matrix of life and death."
He paused: "Then... I was resurrected."
Huai Yin silently watched him, his gaze neither sad nor happy.
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Jiang Chunyang paused the moment he stepped into the coffin.
Because a hand, stealthily and quietly, pierced through his heart.
The Red King revealed a slight smile, softly saying: "We meet again, my dear father."
His smile was warm, just like back in the day.
Jiang Chunyang was stunned, because he could never have imagined what was going on with this young man before him.
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Huai Yin softly said: "Long time no see, Yan Li."
This was the reason he didn’t stop the young man before him.
Because the so-called plan to resurrect the Red King was completed years ago.
The young man in front of him was merely explaining how he was resurrected.
"I shall go retrieve my Holy Corpse first, see you later."
The Think Tank smiled faintly and suddenly disappeared from the spot.
Huai Yin did not stop him.
Or rather, he didn’t bother to stop him.
He merely watched the rain silently, without a word.
The world was desolate, the rain pouring down.
