The Ancient Gods Chapter 1109 - 515: Taiqing! (2)

Chapter 1109: Chapter 515: Taiqing! (2)

Faced with the rebels who committed treason, there will naturally be no rcy.

As for Lu Zicheng and Chen Qing, they stayed at sea to command the operations, with Oga Sequence’s young mbers already on the battlefield to cooperate in combat, helping themselves or their teammates rescue family mbers held hostage.

"I must say, you are becoming more and more like her."

Chen Bojun set up a heavy sniper rifle, and with his sharp eagle eye, locked onto the hidden sentry in the Central Spirit Core Institute through the scope, speaking into the microphone: "No wonder she chose you as her successor."

Lu Zijin floated mid-air with spiritual thoughts, escorting the noble princess, teasingly saying: "This kind of rciless style is definitely to my liking, very much like the President."

Tang Ling opened her large guitar case, twelve Iron Swords spinning in the air, softly saying: "No matter how similar, no one resembles him more. I think he is the one truly chosen, while I’m just an add-on."

She herself was quite a proud girl, so saying such words naturally carried a hint of resentnt.

There was also a trace of dissatisfaction.

Fortunately, the other party was Qilin, a boy she admired deeply, certainly the most outstanding in the world.

With that thought, she didn’t feel as upset.

Chen Bojun and Lu Zijin had nothing to add to this topic, though the President had missed the throne of order due to traditional gender bias, she wouldn’t let personal feelings affect her choice of inheritance. Thunder was chosen for a sufficiently strong talent and a personality much like hers.

When Qilin appeared suddenly, old employees of the Ether Association were baffled.

Because they were so alike.

Live version of a male President.

So privately questioned if the President would change her mind, installing Qilin as Crown Prince.

This was sensitive, given he was King of Qing’s student.

The President swore she wouldn’t, but ultimately left the best legacy to Qilin.

This is known as the sweetness law.

When recalling not long ago, the boy floating in the air like a solar deity, no one could utter a word, only admiring the President’s choice.

Bam!

The roaring wind exploded, Tang Ling dashed into the sky like Thunder, leaving behind jet-black marks on the asphalt, with maple trees along the road split in half.

Her boy was on a rampage today, tearing a hole through false order.

As a true inheritor of order, she wouldn’t be outdone.

Importantly, Qilin had just gone through a life-and-death ordeal, possibly not in great shape.

No one must seize the opportunity.

Indeed, Tang Ling’s main aim today was to retrieve her boy.

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Gu Jianlin had a brief dream, in which he was no longer human but a towering Black Qilin, gazing at the starry sky from a desolate planet, mysterious abyssal with starry depths like a vortex.

——The alignnts of stars have patterns, hiding cosmic secrets.

For so reason, this sentence naturally arose in his mind.

He seed to grasp the alignnt of the stars.

This was the change after ascending to Holy Land Level, he finally could experience Ancient God Clan’s special power, ancient taboo knowledge surfaced instinctively like a primal mory, even his destiny beca clearer.

The President once said that Ancient God Clan is a race of destiny.

And every Ancient Supre had the ability to peer into destiny.

They could perceive the past and future to so extent.

He didn’t believe it before as it sounded like fanciful fortune-telling, yet now he deeply appreciated the benefits of the supre position, for the alignnt of cosmic heroes seed to follow certain patterns, and even a glimpse into an identifiable path allowed him to understand endless mysteries.

The birth of life, the origin of consciousness, the aning of existence.

The truth of the universe.

He stared at the twinkling stars, complex star chart flickering in darkness.

As if reflecting the shadows of destiny from beyond.

At this mont, Gu Jianlin suddenly heard faint rumbling, from the deep silent universe.

Boom boom! Boom boom!

Endless and infinite.

Gu Jianlin once heard Moon Princess and Thunder say that when Qing and Chi ventured into Deep Space, this was the strange sound they heard, no one had deciphered its aning thus far.

His consciousness delved into the rumble, feeling endless solitude and emptiness, as if plunging into the deepest black hole, devoid of ti or space concepts, an instant becos eternity, life worse than death.

Even the fleeting sensation was the most terrifying nightmare he had experienced, an indescribable fear, bleak darkness filled with endless remains, charred faces silently weeping, sorrow and despair flooding like sea tide, engulfing him.

He actually recognized those faces.

So were mothers, others Moon Princess, and Thunder.

Even his teacher and senior uncle, as well as senior brother.

The intense fear awoke him, as if experiencing a horrible vision.

Familiar mocking laughter echoed in his ears.

In front was still that quiet tomb, its hard cold stone wall emanating scorching golden lines. A touch could burn one’s hand, with Water Galaxy completely evaporated, the air filled with extensive pale mist, vaguely exuding a killing intent.

Gu Jianlin was taken aback because it was the scent of Candle Light Law.

But not his.

Thinking about the peculiar change of this tomb and the owner’s identity.

He could only have one guess.

Taiqing.

Jiuyin trembled slightly, seemingly welcoming the master’s awakening.

"How long have I been unconscious?"

Gu Jianlin asked expressionlessly.

At the mont, Judgent Court’s Saints hadn’t arrived, proving it hadn’t been long.

Before fainting, his spirituality was depleted, now restored over seventy percent.

This is the advantage of Holy Land Level, the domain within exhaling and inhaling spirituality, like a perpetual motion machine.

Upon ascending to Holy Land Level, his appearance hadn’t changed, but the aura grew lonelier and more indifferent, like a solitary snow mountain above the Ice Sea, emitting a chilling aura of exclusion.

"Three minutes."

Jiuyin was sowhat haughty in the past, now respectfully compliant.

Because Gu Jianlin was no longer the previous boy, but a newly crowned king.

First battle after ascending to Holy Domain, tearing apart an ancient Primordial.

The supre position, terrifying indeed.

Gu Jianlin casually stowed Jiuyin into Xie Li, gazing at the golden glow in the rcury mist, his peripheral vision suddenly spotting a fainted woman in the ruin, her soaked seductive curves, disheveled attire.

Ye Ni, the Divine Servant left by the wicked woman.

Skylark’s consciousness, shattered directly by him this ti, no strength left to rescue the Divine Servant.

Gu Jianlin hesitated but then reford the shadow of the Qilin Forbidden Curse, carrying her on his back.

This Forbidden Zone’s Inner District was clearly an untouchable territory, now showing such strange transformations, likely caused by the tomb owner’s consciousness violently fluctuating, triggered perhaps by Candle Light Law.

Strictly speaking, it’s probably Gu Jianlin’s Heavenly Personification.

Even at Seventh Rank, he remained extrely vigilant, recalling once in Shinjuku Imperial Garden he was already frightened by the half-alive senior uncle, there still lingered a psychological shadow.

During his advance inadvertently touched a Stone Tower.

That was the Stone Tower often seen in Buddhist temples, nine Stone Towers were erected deep within the mist.

The sides of the stone walls were hollow, enshrining primitive Buddha statues, heads bowed, eyes mournful.

"Co."

Misty fog illuminated by gilded light, a faint voice called for him in the silence.

"Child, co before ."