The Ancient Gods' Whisper

Chapter 1175 - 547: Doomsday (Part 2)

"Did you foresee such an outcome before you decided to experience this rebirth?"However, this time, the Vermilion Bird Venerate didn't answer.

"It's pointless to say more."

He softly said, "How many hundreds of millions of years ago was the last time the Candle Light Divine Tree came back to life by borrowing a corpse? I can't recall, but I vividly remember the suffering this planet endured. It was a terrifying extinction event, the ecological chain almost destroyed, life plunged into misery."

As a Supreme born on Earth, Venerable Xi He could also sense the kind of backlash this planet was bearing, a dreadful catastrophe brewing quietly.

"Earth, after all, is different. Once Candle Light revives here, you'll be gradually erased by the rules. Your power will return to this planet. Now, you have only two choices before you: either obliterate this planet with your own hands, eradicating the threat forever, or bypass me to destroy your child. I know you still have the strength for that."

The Vermilion Bird Venerate showed an amused smile: "As I said, that child is also your cage. The process of your birth isn't over yet. How will you choose?"

No matter the choice, Gu Jianlin must die.

This Supreme closed his eyes, spreading his hands.

He let go of all defenses.

"If you want to kill him, I won't stop you."

He said calmly, "I am also powerless to stop you."

In other words, you still have a chance to win.

Venerable Xi He's response was a single word.

"No."

No one knew how much time passed before the Vermilion Bird Venerate opened his eyes, flames dancing in them.

"Even if the Earth you guard is destroyed?"

He asked, "Even if your existence disappears?"

Venerable Xi He's answer was still succinct.

"Yes."

The glaciers collapsed with a roar, and the woman, bathing in the scorching sunlight, watched with a calm gaze.

The Vermilion Bird Venerate asked again, "Why?"

"I am not Taihua anymore. Whether the world is destroyed is none of my concern—I'm merely an old man who protects his own. Why talk to me about responsibility and destiny?"

Venerable Xi He again exuded the Emperor's dominance and authority: "The throne of the Order line is now upon him, and protecting the world is his responsibility. And he is my disciple."

The Vermilion Bird Venerate frowned, "So what?"

Venerable Xi He said indifferently, "My student is, of course, invincible."

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The Jian 89 Fighter broke through the burning clouds, skimming over the land ablaze with heavenly fire.

Tang Ling silently gripped the control stick, her delicate face pale as paper from the immense centrifugal force. The intense electromagnetic phenomena and chaotic dimensional currents already interfered with her brain, blood streaming from her seven orifices.

"Afraid?"

She softly said, "Hold on a little longer, don't vomit on the plane."

In the co-pilot seat, Su Youzhu was equally uncomfortable. She had never experienced such violent acceleration and chaotic centrifugal force. Compared to this, amusement park roller coasters or swinging hammers seemed like children's toys. What was most fatal was the dimensional turbulence, making her feel as if she was traversing two worlds.

"I'm just afraid you'll die in the pilot seat, and the plane will crash."

Under such circumstances, it was rare that they could still joke.

But that wasn't the most deadly threat.

What truly made them feel the specter of death was the towering Golden Tree blocking the sky.

Their spirituality was eerily disappearing, their souls on the brink of complete exhaustion.

"That's because of the Qilin's power."

In the narrow cockpit, Jiang Yanli was curled up behind the two seats, forced into an exaggerated yoga pose due to the cramped space, suppressing her urge to vomit as she said, "The Supremes of the Third Power all devour Authority, with the goal of allowing the Primordial to swallow the world's spirituality."

In truth, there was a third seat in the cockpit, but he didn't occupy it.

In the golden sky, twisted branches extended to the sky's end.

One could feel the boundless spirituality surging into the sky.

Eventually, it was swallowed by the Candle Light Divine Tree.

"Moreover, the Candle Light Divine Tree's roots will reach into Earth's core. The initial disaster will be the eruption of Yellowstone Volcano in Wyoming, a colossal quake at the boundary of the Pacific and Columbia Plates. Subsequently, volcanos across the globe will awaken from slumber, erupting with full force, earthquakes shaking the world. Then, global temperatures will drop, plunging Earth into an ice age. The shockwaves will span two dimensions, with tsunamis overturning ninety percent of the continents."

Jiang Yanli jeered, "Next, the atmosphere will be gone, Earth's oxygen will vanish, leaving the Earth silent without air, all exposed to intense heat, surface moisture evaporating entirely, humans transitioning from an ice age to a scorching hell."

"That Golden Ancient Tree will devour the spirituality of every Ascender on Earth, using their flesh as a husk to nurture new seedlings, transforming Earth into a new Ancestor Star."

Outside the cockpit, in the distance, dark smoke rose high into the sky, massive waves rising from the ocean, no sound could be heard, yet it was terrifying.

Now the intense electromagnetic phenomena rendered all communication equipment inoperative; the distance remained unknown. However, such a frightening momentum seemed enough to overthrow an island country.

"Before takeoff, I received information that Ying Province was the first to be impacted by Candle Light's revival, with all the Ascenders having lost their spirituality, the Demigods of Orochi Society falling into slumber. Judith in Northern Europe also went missing, possibly swallowed by a tsunami in her sleep. As for Egypt, it was engulfed in endless dust storms, and their Ascender network collapsed entirely."

Jiang Yanli counted on her fingers, "A bizarre tree transformation phenomenon is spreading globally, Lin Zhengchun of Laojun Mountain has no news because he fled early, but his disciples have transformed into trees. Demon Hunters and Night Watchers are powerless to fight due to illness, including the warriors of the Dawn Combat Sequence."

The only thing possibly resistant might be the power of the Third Law.

"It's quite terrifying."

Tang Ling whispered, "Do you think... he would be afraid?"

Su Youzhu thought for a moment, "Considering his personality, probably not."

"After all, he's the one about to destroy the world?"

"No, the real culprits are those bad people."

"True, if we fail, do you have any plans?"

"If I'm dead, I have no plans. If I survive, I'll do everything to ascend to the Ninth Rank and then kill those so-called Gods to avenge him."

"That's great. I'm thinking the same."

The girls fell silent once more.

A long time later.

Tang Ling suddenly asked, "How long have you been by his side?"

Su Youzhu softly replied, "Eleven years."

Tang Ling asked again, "How long have you liked him?"

Su Youzhu replied, "Also eleven years. What about you?"

Tang Ling shook her head, "Not even a year, I'm quite envious of you."

Su Youzhu glanced at her, saying coldly, "I am envious of you too. I stayed by him for eleven years and never did that, yet you are quite bold."

It was unknown how she figured it out.

Tang Ling was stunned, turning her head to glance at her.

"My liking him is my matter; whom he likes and what he does with them, that's his matter. Initially, I rather disliked you, especially when you came to my home, but later on, I didn't dislike you anymore."

Su Youzhu's voice was cold: "Because I feel... you're quite similar to me."

Tang Ling suddenly smiled, like ice melting, streams gurgling.

"Actually, I feel the same."

She said seriously, "I always knew about your existence, but I still liked him. Initially, it might be unpleasant... now I think it's good to have more people loving him."

In Su Youzhu's eyes, ripples of a golden ocean reflected, so enchanting and profound as she softly murmured, "Yet now, there might not even be a chance to keep loving him."

Whether it was the Thunder or the Moon Princess, they were proud to the extreme girls.

Sharing the same person was impossible.

But why were they no longer competing now?

Because they all understood, they were about to lose that person.

"Don't think so, let's go and bring him back."

"Okay."

At ten thousand meters in the sky, Shi Jing sat in the third seat, listening to the girl's conversation.

Her expression was neither sad nor joyful.