The snow flurries falling from the sky were suddenly swept apart by a fierce wind. Embedded within the fleshy walls of the bronze palace were countless withered corpses, some still clad in modern clothing. A few were even wearing the school uniforms of Peak City Second High, clutching mobile phones in their hands. Every face was frozen in an expression of sheer terror.
"Bastards!"
Lin Lan took in the horrific sight. As a member of the Night Watchers and a product of their doctrine of order, he had been taught since childhood that, no matter how intense the internal conflicts within the Ether Association might be, one thing was absolutely forbidden.
That was involving ordinary people in transcendent events.
Even the people of the You Ying Group wouldn't stoop to such a level.
Tang Ling's white hair had been dyed blood red. The hand gripping the Extreme Thunder sword trembled violently, blue veins bulging on her pale knuckles. Her delicate figure quivered, overwhelmed by uncontrollable rage.
Gu Jianlin sighed softly in his heart. He should never have let the girl witness this.
"Get ready."
He lifted his gaze and spoke with an expressionless face: "This battle may be tough. Although this Ancestor seems to have just awakened and might not wield overwhelming power…"
Based on the profile, Tang Zijing was undoubtedly at the Sixth Rank, while the other Divine Servant seemed to be at the Fifth Rank level.
Ah Lan and Ah Yue were retreating with the Corpse Ghosts to protect their sole means of transportation.
In the massive bronze palace, the Ancestor seated on the throne slowly rose. They descended the blood-covered steps, accompanied by an ineffable, vast pressure, like the rumble of ancient thunder!
Back then, Wan Rentu, the chief instructor of the Omega Sequence, was right.
The true majesty of an Ancient God far surpassed that of humanity!
Boom!
In the darkness, a pair of blood-red vertical pupils ignited, followed by the chilling sound of a dragon's roar!
A domain silently unfolded, enveloping everything in its path!
"Hell, this domain can forcibly stabilize dimensional fluctuations. With this, it can freely unleash abilities beyond the Fourth Rank without worrying about being teleported away!"
Lin Lan unsheathed his tachi, and the tattoos of a child boy and girl on his body suddenly awoke, letting out silent screams. In a low voice, he said, "You two go first. My life is worth more—I'm the witness here!"
Above Gu Jianlin's head, a menacing and noble Qilin Horn materialized. Black, eerie patterns spread across his face. Without revealing his Supreme Power, he displayed the highest possible Evolutionary State.
Any higher, and he would trigger Kui's frenzied assault.
He was currently stuck in a rather awkward halfway position.
He drew Jiuyin. Though it was lifeless, its durability and sharpness were unparalleled.
His shadow also stirred to life, awakening with tremors.
"Don't worry. Go ahead; I have the Soul Comforting Bell. If you die, I'll just capture your soul," he said coldly. "You can still serve as a witness."
Lin Lan looked as though he'd been struck by lightning. "Are you even human, saying something like that?"
Boom!
Before the words had fully left his mouth, Tang Ling had already charged out wielding the Extreme Thunder sword. Her breathing rhythm abruptly shifted!
This frequency felt strangely familiar!
She could no longer suppress her murderous intent!
The Ancestor emerged from the darkness—a pale young boy, stark naked, his body covered in blood-red Dragon Scales. His crimson vertical pupils were chilling and fearsome, and he bore enormous Dragon Horns!
He roared horrifyingly, unleashing a dragon's roar!
Ancient Divine Language!
This was the Ancient Divine Language of the Candle Dragon Clan. Though its exact Authority was unclear, suffocating soundwaves surged out like tidal waves, sweeping through the snowflakes and annihilating the wind in their path.
Even the blood and flesh began to decay!
This was the power of decay!
For an instant, Tang Ling gripped her roaring Extreme Thunder Great Sword in reverse. Fiery lightning erupted from the blade as she maintained an odd breathing frequency. Her vermilion eyes ignited with searing brilliance, akin to the burning radiance of the sun, dazzling and boundless!
Breathing Technique, Heavenly Realm!
At that moment.
A cold and majestic voice seemed to echo from the void.
"——Heaven and Earth are one with me, and I am one with Heaven and Earth!"
Bathed in a resplendent golden glow, Tang Ling shattered the oppressive soundwaves and thrust her sword forward!
Lightning erupted, Sword Qi roared!
She resembled a Valkyrie cloaked in the Sun God's radiance. Golden particles swirled wildly in the fierce wind, illuminating her sharp yet enchanting face—a figure so sacred, so radiant, yet brimming with a lethal aura!
She challenged the divine!
This was the Breathing Technique—Heavenly Person Realm!
In some sense, it was the strongest breathing technique!
Golden thunder and Sword Qi burst forth, forcefully shattering the Ancient Divine Language's domain!
It was unstoppable!
"My God."
Lin Lan murmured, "This is the Heavenly Person Realm… No wonder the President is so smitten with her. She's only twenty and already has this ability. Compared to her, even Rhein's talent is mediocre! Kid, how on earth did you manage to court her? Do you even know what she represents to this world?"
Gu Jianlin thought to himself, I didn't court her. Shut your obnoxious mouth.
The appearance of the Heavenly Person Realm left even the two Divine Servants deeply wary!
"Tang Zijing, since you betrayed humanity, I'll destroy everything you sought to achieve."
Tang Ling gripped the Extreme Thunder Great Sword with both hands and darted forward. A streak of cold Sword Qi surged forth!
The boy's pale face was illuminated by the close-range golden radiance. His body exploded with dense blood mist, clearly suppressed and injured by the Heavenly Person Realm's power!
The terrifying aura was seemingly weakening!
However, at the critical moment, he suddenly raised his hand and grabbed the Extreme Thunder blade!
Boom!
Thunder and Sword Qi ravaged the area. His entire arm was charred and blackened, revealing translucent white bone beneath the mangled flesh.
Yet the Ancestor remained eerily motionless, gazing into the golden glow reflected on the sword's blade.
"Superior to Fusu."
Lost in ancient memories, he whispered softly, "Far inferior to Zheng."
His faint, drifting voice seemed like the murmurs of antiquity!
The era to which this Ancestor once belonged became clearer.
At the very least, it predates the Pre-Qin Period. The exact time of his burial remains uncertain.
But two things were certain.
First, this Ancestor had crossed paths with a father and son from human history.
Prince Fusu!
Emperor Qin, Zheng!
Boom!
Tang Ling's golden radiance in her eyes burned to the extreme. The sword's edge vibrated violently as she spoke emotionlessly: "After all, I've lived only twenty years since my birth. Of course, I'm no match for the First Emperor."
She coldly asked, "May I know your title?"
As she spoke, the golden light of the Heavenly Person Realm burned fiercely.
The Ancestor's lips trickled crimson as he whispered, "Too many to recall."
Though his body emitted ominous sounds of collapse, he remained free of terror or wrath. His voice carried an edge of pity: "I didn't expect to see a Chosen One here... I smell the Supreme Power upon you. It seems Bai Ze Venerable has chosen you. Isn't this life pathetic?"
For a fleeting moment, time sank into an abyss of silence, where all of existence stilled.
At the critical juncture, Tang Ling grew vigilant, condensing a blazing golden aura to shield her entire being!
"Heavenly Person, entertain me."
The Ancestor tilted his head, his eyes revealing a savage glint. Clenching his fist, he struck out!
He seemed to sense something and said indifferently: "My Master never considered you true adversaries. Your pitiful, fragile species shouldn't covet this divine relic, especially those behind you."
"You're pitiful."
He paused, then continued: "Mere ants testing the waters."
Bam!
A terrifying Qi Force detonated.
Even weakened, the Ancestor's casual punch remained on par with Fifth-Rank Ancient Martial strength!
Tang Ling was violently blasted away, suppressing the blood surging in her throat. Without the defensive power of the Heavenly Person Realm, she would've been flattened into a pulp on the spot.
At that very moment, the two Divine Servants made their move!
High above the bronze palace, Tang Zijing had been amassing energy for a long time. The billowing wind and snow coalesced into a ten-meter-long gale of sword Qi that surged with earth-shattering momentum—on the verge of tearing apart the heavens!
With one devastating slash, he aimed at the fragile girl dancing like a butterfly amidst the storm!
"Even a tiger avoids eating its cubs; what kind of abomination are you?"
Lin Lan teleported instantly. The space before him shimmered like a mirror, reflecting the raging sword Qi with a thunderous roar, making it manifest!
The Sixth-Rank Ghost Slayer ability—Mirror Reflection!
Boom!
Lin Lan vanished like a phantom, his tachi slicing through the storm with a dazzling arc of blade light.
"I didn't kill you last time, and yet you came back to die," he said as he turned, his voice chillingly calm. "How long can you last this time?"
Bam!
Tang Ling slammed her Extreme Thunder sword into the ground but was nonetheless forced into a series of retreating steps by the immense power.
The blade left a deep trench in the ground.
She only stopped when she collided with a firm chest.
"Are you okay?"
Gu Jianlin's voice was low as he murmured near her ear. "How strong is he?"
"If translated into human Ranks, his current strength is only equivalent to the Fifth Rank, but incredibly potent—unequaled to anyone I've faced before. Compared to him, even my Evolutionary State seems lacking. I've gathered most of the materials needed to ascend to the Fifth Rank, and if I complete the ritual, I might just exchange a few blows with him," Tang Ling whispered.
"This entity is undeniably a noble figure of historical prominence!"
As Tang Ling spoke, Gu Jianlin noticed the Divine Path's servant descending like a flood from the sky!
"An Ether Association Evolver?"
The Star Lord snarled, "Your blood must be delicious!"
A storm of stars converged above his head, and behind his frame, a massive claw-like Spiritual Body materialized.
At the crucial moment, Gu Jianlin switched the pathway within him.
His appearance underwent a complete transformation, beauty bordering on the demonic.
His Evolutionary State shifted from Qilin to Candle Dragon!
His Dragon Horns emanated a regal aura, his blood-colored vertical pupils burned with intensity, and the crimson trace at his eye... vivid as blood… was mesmerizing!
In an instant, his Shadow awakened from slumber, manifesting the colossal golden skeleton of The Immortal of Colossal Spirit behind him. As it let out a bellowing roar, it began to grow inch by inch until a massive skull took form. Each movement was marked by unrelenting darkness.
Shadow's Qilin Evolutionary State rumbled with Dark Shock!
Dark Shock Burst!
Boom!
The Star Lord was engulfed in a pitch-black glow, terror flashing in his eyes.
There was no trace of Life Rhythm!
Where had this mysterious ally come from?
Gu Jianlin gripped Jiuyin, the ghost knife once wielded by Candle Dragon Venerable. It trembled faintly as if resonating with something.
"What on earth is that form?"
Tang Ling was momentarily stunned. "I swear you're changing how I view men!"
Gu Jianlin coolly shook the ghost blade, his voice flat. "What, are you turning into a lesbian? Like I said, I'm a real man. I just happen to look slightly more stunning in this form."
Boom!
The snowstorm dispersed violently.
The Ancestor materialized before them in an instant.
But in that fleeting moment, there was a trace of bewilderment in his eyes.
"Venerable Master."
He murmured with a dazed expression. "You have returned…"
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