Chapter 1158: Chapter 540: Ancient Divine Language, Zhu Zhao (Part 2)
The very first ho was where he was born, and strangely, it had not been sold. His key could still open the security door. Within the room echoed a man’s laughter and a woman’s scolding from the kitchen. The aroma of cooking drifted through the air, inexplicably causing his heart to tremble.
He lingered at the doorway for a long ti, closing his eyes.
He knew clearly, this was the life he once longed for the most.
Yet he felt no urge to step inside.
The afternoon sunlight stread through the window, landing on his face.
He knew he had finally let go.
No more obsession, no more longing.
How long does it take for a person to let go of their obsessions?
Perhaps a lifeti, or perhaps just an instant.
At this mont, Gu Jianlin finally understood the dark ending he once glimpsed. He could now accept it calmly. The only thing he could not part with were the wonderful people he t along the way. Thus, he would protect them in his own way.
In the real world, a blood-soaked boy roared to the sky, demonic mist swirling around him. The desolate land crumbled and collapsed inch by inch, and debris rose into the air!
His body was covered in countless bloodstains, as if it could collapse at any mont!
Su Youzhu, against the howling mist, tried to approach him but was blown away by the fierce wind, crashing into a cold yet seemingly warm embrace.
"I’m sorry."
It was a shadow with the Candle Dragon Power, its lonely gaze carrying a hint of affection.
Su Youzhu looked up in surprise, a strong sense of foreboding welling up in her heart, for in those blood-red vertical pupils, she saw an expression never seen before.
It was a farewell gaze.
"I’m sorry. You’ve been with
for so many years, yet I’ve never been able to repay you. Perhaps it’s because I always felt I would die on the battlefield, so I’ve restrained my feelings. If I could do it all over again, if none of this had happened, perhaps I would..." This was the first ti Gu Jianlin spoke so much, also the only ti he truly expressed his feelings in his life.
The sentence left unfinished, yet his aning was crystal clear.
For Su Youzhu, this was the confession she had waited ten years for. This mont subrged her in imnse joy and sadness, for she finally had him, yet lost him.
The next mont, she was pushed away!
On the other side of the mist, Tang Ling also stared in astonishnt at the boy standing before her, an incorporeal shadow yet so noble and sacred, his eyes filled with a trace of regret.
The Order World’s Princess had never seen him before he beca an Ascender, yet at this mont she seed to see the boy who existed only in records and archives.
The silent and aloof boy, stubbornly gazing at the world.
At this mont, she seed to understand.
"I can accompany you..."
Tang Ling’s red hair fluttered in the wind as she reached out, trembling, to touch him, only to be stepped forward and embraced, devoid of heartbeat, only a boundless stillness.
"Thank you."
Gu Jianlin whispered, "I once told my Grandmaster that I am a very selfish person in my bones. I have lost enough in this life... I don’t want to lose you too."
So you want
to lose you?
Tang Ling gazed at him, the final words left unspoken, yet he pushed her away!
"Master Uncle!"
Gu Jianlin’s shadows suddenly shattered, yet his voice echoed in the ultimate rumble: "I have only one condition, no matter what, ensure their safe departure from here."
Ti plunged into a swamp-like silence. Jiang Yanli expanded a domain, forcibly binding the two girls to him, gazing into the depths of the mist at the boy, his eyes unsurprised.
Because that was Gu Jianlin.
The selfish and proud person to the core.
The proud Qilin Venerable had not been abandoned by anyone, for today he proactively denied the Supre from the Vermilion Bird Clan as his father, just like he fended off the obscure emotions when he was betrayed by that woman.
After today, he no longer needed to sorrow or grieve for anyone.
Only needed to unleash his anger upon the world.
As his shadow integrated into his body, those ancient taboos required no process to comprehend, spirituality ignited alongside rage, until the end of ti.
Gu Jianlin allowed himself to be engulfed by sorrow and rage, the most primal desire for destruction filling his mind, the Supre Power from three sources finally shattered the shackles, rging into the deepest parts of his soul.
Just like Lian from the past.
Or like Wang from the past.
Also like the loneliest himself.
At this mont, the ancient God’s power finally responded to his sorrow and rage.
Granting him ultimate power, reaching the ultimate domain!
In an instant, Jiang Yanli vanished into the void with the two girls.
Because Gu Jianlin looked up at the sky, gently uttering a syllable.
It bore no features of any Supre, but the purest human form, his eyes burning with the intense sun, the domain of the Supre Law spreading, accompanied by howling mist.
It was a breath sufficient to crumble the world, a wildfire spreading, consuming everything.
The syllable he uttered was... Zhu Zhao!
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Vermilion Bird Venerate bled from seven orifices, for he realized the Candle Light Divine Tree had been severely damaged, the void mist perating the Ancestor Star had beco the most lethal poison.
This was the eerie power ford by the fusion of Zhu Zhao and You Ying, once used by Qiongqi Venerable with this origin mist from the Third Law to end the Ancient God Clan’s continuity, permanently fixing the Ancient Supre’s count at six, thus rewriting the racial history of billions of years.
Now Qiongqi Venerable had beco a sacrifice.
Qilin Venerable, however, had seized this power, attempting to destroy everything.
Now he was isolated and helpless, the Ancient Gods of the Vermilion Bird Clan were greatly wounded in the real world and had not co to the Heavenly Person’s Wedge world, and an even worse scenario had occurred.
Bai Ze and Xuanming appeared.
One in the sky, one underground.
But he had no intention to intervene, as You Ying’s struggle was destined to fail in his view.
The real trouble was still his powerful sister, hence he had to forcibly let Zhu Zhao evolve to the next stage, which was to activate the spirituality accumulated by the inheritance path of billions of years!
By then, the souls of once-deceased humans or gods would reappear on the Ancestor Star, conducting a grand sacrifice to summon the most noble Candle Light God to complete the Primordial.
Even if the Heavenly Person’s Wedge has not yet fused, it can temporarily enter the ultimate form.
And as the controller of the Primordial, he would temporarily obtain the universe’s ultimate power!
By then, even if the Heavenly Person’s Wedge is not entirely fused, he would have the capability to resolve everything..
"Great Father God, this sche of millennium, I am ultimately going to win."
As the Vermilion Bird turned around, reaching out towards the majestic Golden Divine Tree, his eyes subtly changed.
For the totem on the Candle Light Divine Tree no longer belonged solely to the Vermilion Bird.
The additional totem was... Candle Dragon!
In one swift cut, Vermilion Bird Venerate’s right hand fractured, spilling golden blood.
He staggered backward half a step, looking up at the woman walking from beneath the tree.
The eerie Mandala swayed and blood, the Dragon Roar resonated throughout heaven and earth!
Skylark approached, treading on a ground covered with Mandala Flowers, her ink-dyed long hair fluttering in the wind, her red dress dispersing like petals, exuding an eerie murderous aura.
Accompanied by thunderous Dragon Roars, her side-figures appeared simultaneously from all directions.
They were not clones, but surpassed the speed of ti and space.
Almost able to appear instantaneously anywhere, slashing down tens of thousands of blades of light.
"You finally ca."
Vermilion Bird Venerate seed to have waited for her a long ti, even if the blade lights tearing through spaceti were ready to shred him to pieces, yet he showed no fear, softly saying: "Such intense killing intent, is it because you want to replace
to seize the Primordial, or because of my..."
Before the sentence could be finished, he was already engulfed by blade light, abruptly shattered!
Skylark did not even glance at him, ghostly swift as she traversed through the sputtering golden blood, raising the Candle Dragon Wedge in her palm, saring it forcefully, pressing her blood-seeping hand onto the Candle Light Divine Tree.
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