The Ancient Gods Chapter 791 - 380: A Billion Years of History!

Chapter 791: Chapter 380: A Billion Years of History!

Gu Jianlin remained silent because, in the instant the lightning flashed across the Sky Do, the silent shrine was illuminated, revealing the gilded do dominated by the skeleton of an Ancient Dragon, and the shadow murals on the walls portraying a majestic and fierce silhouette, like dragons boiling in a sea of blood, with only black and red colors, exuding a kind of demonic charm.

When the wind blew, the talismans in the shrine all quivered with the wind, and the wind chis swayed incessantly.

The ancient stone sculptures stood in the shrine, appearing like giants from mythology, bowing down in pity while observing. Their bodies were entwined with the ferocious Ancient Dragons, the solemn dragon eyes seed to be gazing at the usurpers.

Only that jet-black coffin remained silent, but the paintings on the coffin lid were unnerving. A red dragon and a Qing Qilin were locked in deadly combat, pouring forth an imnse fury like Molten Lava, seemingly burning the earth to ashes, while ancient thunderbolts tore the ground apart, illuminating a hell-like world with flashes of lightning and thunder.

Who knows which masterful artist created such a work, able to render such violent beauty to the extre.

Ancient and solemn, violent and eerie, thoroughly fused together.

As he gazed at the old shrine, footsteps echoed in the courtyard.

Jiang Mingyan walked through the shaded path, her gaze unwavering. Even with her standing in the Jiang Family, she had seldom visited the old house, let alone the things inside that old shrine.

Nominally, that was her elder brother, but the age gap between them was too great.

When Jiang Mingyan was born, that brother, who was god-like, had already passed away many years. She grew up listening to those mythic legends, filled with awe for the title of the Red King.

Moreover, even as a dead man, he was such an ominous existence.

"Don’t look around carelessly, the rules here are very strict. Don’t think you can be like him."

She lowered her voice, speaking coldly, "This is your first ti at the old house, proof that the Jiang family acknowledges your talent and bloodline. Your grandfather is willing to share his secrets with you, signifying you are officially his child now."

Who cares?

Moon Princess naturally disagreed, but before coming to the old house, the Si Family had specifically sent soone to remind her repeatedly to consider the bigger picture, so she restrained her temper. She knew it was not the ti for rebellion.

Since she was going to et her eccentric grandfather, her makeup and outfit had to be appropriate. She rarely pinned up her platinum short hair with an ancient, intricate butterfly hairpin, specifically wearing a loose white yukata, with a massive black bow at the waist, treading in clogs with a clacking sound.

The reason for dressing this way was to ensure her grandfather did not feel threatened.

Jiang Chunyang was very apprehensive of strong-willed won, a result of his past experiences.

This wasn’t hard to speculate, as everyone knows who that strong-willed woman casting a shadow on him was.

In Jiang Chunyang’s eyes, the won of Ying Province were always docile and compliant, never daring to go against him.

The courtyard was filled with gusts of chilling wind, like a sinister haunted house.

Moon Princess was secretly annoyed, as every ti that guy left her sight, he caused trouble.

Initially, she worried if he had been held by so vicious woman, but he turned around and disguised himself as the young master of the Si Family, even daring to co to the Jiang family’s turf to negotiate with her grandfather.

Little did she expect, after so many years as a mber of the side branch, her first visit to the Jiang family’s old house would be due to a single word from that guy, effortlessly solving her status issue.

However, at that mont, she seed to sense sothing, a flash of surprise in her clear, cold eyes.

"I can share my secrets with you, henceforth you shall be one of the Jiang family, and you can no longer escape ties with the Dark World. It makes a difference; before you and I beco like insects on the sa rope, you might still have the option to surrender, but once you see that thing, those people won’t give you a chance."

Jiang Chunyang gazed at his painting, his voice like crunching bones, making one’s scalp tingle.

The so-called ’those people’ naturally referred to the people of the Ether Association.

"Is that so?"

Gu Jianlin finally moved his gaze away from the shrine, the familiar scent of pure cold behind him.

That was a familiar scent.

Moon Princess kneeled beside him, her frost-snow-like little face expressionless, rely glancing at him.

Her eyes were clear, yet seemingly indifferent.

Gu Jianlin nodded slightly, the tacit understanding between siblings needed no further words; a single look could confirm many things.

After all, as long as everyone was fine.

As for why this girl was giving him attitude, it wasn’t sothing to consider now.

Jiang Mingyan didn’t follow over, stopping at the pavilion’s edge, casting a cold glance at the elder beside her.

Old Master Si held a cane in his hand, responding indifferently.

The forr implied that the old man was really lucky, the Si Family was finally going to rise to prominence.

The latter implied that the woman’s luck was incredible, her daughter, a sparrow turning phoenix, leveraging benefits for her too.

Everyone in this old house seed to have their own agendas.

"I know there are many people in this world waiting for

to die, wanting to pry into my secrets as well."

Jiang Chunyang laughed hoarsely, "It’s nothing more than wanting my son’s inheritance, which in fact is just his corpse. This is an invaluable treasure, harboring endless mysteries."