The Ancient Gods' Whisper

Si Wei'an suppressed a low growl: "I've told you countless times, the fragment of the Qilin Wedge is not in my hands!"

Old Master Si waved his hand: "How could that be possible? With your ingenuity, you've plotted for eight years, and even my divinations have shown that you're without failure. What are you afraid of? Besides, this Moon Princess's identity is not simple. Though she isn't part of the Jiang family's main lineage, Jiang's blood still flows in her veins. You must never touch her, understand?"

The Ghost Fire on Si Wei'an's forehead raged violently, and the immense humiliation caused his pupils to turn blood-red!

Why won't anyone believe him!

Why!

The overwhelming humiliation and anger during this period had driven his sanity into madness.

As everyone knew, the more insane one became through the Divine Path, the stronger they became.

He was almost reaching the Sixth Rank!

Bang!

A car in front suddenly exploded with a deafening roar.

Deacon Wang of the Judgement Court soared through the air, wielding his sword. He was a Fifth Rank Sword Soul!

The intangible and formless Qi Realm expanded instantly, surging like an avalanche, sweeping away the swirling desert winds and enveloping everything in all directions.

Cacti along its path were crushed; dead trees disintegrated into powder.

Qi Realm!

Ji Ye stood in the blazing sea of fire, arms crossed like a wild and robust leopard.

Ji Han's face was icy cold, clutching an antiquated, heavy Iron Shield covered in golden spells.

The two Fifth Rank World Kings combined their efforts to drive the Qi Realm, forming an indestructible barrier!

A helicopter roared past.

"Ji Family's people? Perfect."

Old Master Si raised his withered right hand, and the vast yellow sand surged skyward, resembling waves crashing into the heavens.

Ancient Forbidden Curse, Sand Sea Burial!

Generally speaking, support professions did not possess combat capabilities.

But there was one exception: mastering Forbidden Spells!

"Wei'an, prepare to act."

He said indifferently.

Although Si Wei'an felt unwilling, he shifted his gaze toward the Ji siblings from the Ji Family, his eyes cold.

At the same time, a calm voice echoed through the communication channel.

"Everyone, finish them off quickly and retrieve the Ancient God's Blood."

It was Hel's voice: "We've just received news that Peak City's District Minister, Lu Zijin, is currently heading toward the Sea of Eternal Life. She will pass through the Silent Wilderness in two hours. It will be the perfect ambush spot. Since the Ether Association declared war on us last night, let's return the favor with her head."

She paused: "This is Lord Youming's order."

Following her words, massive explosions erupted.

The directors of the You Ying Group launched a fierce assault collectively!

The Qi Realm was bombarded relentlessly!

No one objected to this command.

After all, they belonged to the Dark World and were inherently opposed to the Ether Association.

Only one person stood apart.

Moon Princess's beautiful eyes flickered with cold light.

Just earlier, Gu Jianlin had sent her a message informing her of his itinerary.

If Minister Lu was already on her way to the Sea of Eternal Life, it was highly likely that he was accompanying her.

This was Moon Princess's intuition.

"Logically, Minister Lu should be disguised and acting secretly."

She stroked the Stone Bead on her wrist, murmuring inwardly, "How was she discovered so quickly?"

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The transport truck raced across the wilderness. The Sky Dome resembled flowing seawater, and the heavens were dim.

Chen Qing was driving. As a Fourth Rank Spiritualist, she possessed an excellent sense of direction and overarching strategy. Along the way, she could avoid many monster and living corpse attacks and predict the movements of Ancient God Seeds.

"Hold tight; it's going to get bumpy ahead."

She said calmly.

Lin Wanqiu smiled and said, "I'll use Holy Light Skill to help ease your fatigue."

The two unlucky pharmacists were still fiddling with their potions: "If you're hungry, we have energy secret medicine."

"So boring! We haven't even encountered any Ancient God Seeds along the way. I was hoping to hunt one down, strip its skin, and tear out its tendons as material. Maybe I could craft a decent Alchemy Weapon," Lu Zijin said, staring out the window.

As a minister who had lost her combat prowess, she refrained from wearing Lolita today, instead donning a heavy white down coat and a black skirt, paired with black stockings and knee-high boots—a striking ensemble.

Given her current task, being inconspicuous was essential.

"Even if you encounter an Ancient God Seed, it won't be you hunting it down!"

Ji Xiaoyu said irritably: "That will be us! Aunt Zijin, you're as weak as a paramecium now!"

It was evident these two had known each other for a long time.

"How rude! I've told you countless times—call me sister!"

Lu Zijin glared: "And don't mimic your grandmother's catchphrases! You're the paramecium!"

Ji Xiaoyu retorted, "You're the paramecium! Why did you suddenly show up here anyway? Oh, I know! You must think my unparalleled talent is enough to protect you, right?"

Lu Zijin rolled her eyes. "Sure, sure."

The truck cabin remained lively throughout, filled with chatter.

Gu Jianlin didn't join in the conversation, sitting on his seat with eyes closed and maintaining his breathing rhythm, which seemed to merge with the natural cadence—though this time it wasn't aligned with the frequency of the Realm of Freedom.

It was a brand new, unprecedented frequency.

Before leaving the Heroic Soul Hall, Ji Zhou had deliberately demonstrated this frequency in front of him.

He had memorized the rhythm back then, and now he was practicing it repeatedly.

Breathing Techniques are mysterious like that. When practicing inhalation and exhalation, the rhythm can be remembered and taught to others. But when it comes to deploying domains, the shift in tempo happens in an instant.

In the Heroic Soul Hall, Ji Zhou had breathed deliberately for a long time in his presence, ensuring he remembered the rhythm.

At that moment, gold had shimmered faintly in the elder's eyes, and the Heavenly Person Realm had trembled slightly.

Gu Jianlin suspected this rhythm might belong to the Heavenly Realm. If he could steal this knowledge, he'd be vastly rewarded. Facing the Ghost Car Ancestor or the Candle Dragon Venerable would then be much easier.

That said, advancing the breathing technique required emotional buildup.

The Realm of Freedom necessitates courage.

The Heavenly Realm, however, demands an entirely different emotion—one unknown to him.

"Minister Lu."

Gu Jianlin suddenly opened his eyes, a fleeting golden light in his gaze, as he curiously asked: "Is mastering the Heavenly Person's Wedge the greatest benefit of becoming a Divine General?"

Lu Zijin replied casually, "Yes, that way we can synchronize, master the breathing technique of the Heavenly Realm, and gain the qualification to leverage the power of the Heavenly Person's Wedge."

Gu Jianlin fell silent for a moment. He had just performed the breathing technique of the Heavenly Realm, yet no one in the cabin had noticed anything unusual. "None of the Ji Family knows it either?"

"Are you joking?"

Ji Xiaoyu pouted: "Grandmother would never teach us the breathing technique."

Gu Jianlin thought they might have already been taught but failed to comprehend it.

"Did you just say the paramecium phrase is the President's catchphrase?"

He recalled something and asked seriously.

"Of course."

Ji Xiaoyu said matter-of-factly: "The President thinks we're all paramecia, except herself!"

Gu Jianlin suddenly felt strange. That Divine General senior also called him a paramecium.

"Do you know Ji Zhou?"

He asked: "A Divine General."

Unexpectedly, Ji Xiaoyu froze: "Who? Someone from the Ji Family? Must've died years ago. Anyway, I don't know anyone named that who's still alive. And a Divine General? Impossible!"

Lu Zijin frowned as well: "Ji Zhou? Divine General? Never heard of them. Could be an alias?"

Gu Jianlin's eyes were filled with suspicion, and he began to feel uncertain about that senior's identity.

"That senior said she has over four hundred fragments and has known the President for many years."

He added: "She's female."

"There are two or three female Divine Generals who've been with the President for centuries."

Lu Zijin rested her chin on her hand: "I don't know who you encountered."

"Who cares!"

Ji Xiaoyu waved dismissively.

Knowing these two didn't have the answers either, Gu Jianlin stopped asking questions.

Because of Minister Lu's presence, he felt a significant amount of pressure.

The advancement he sought was still out of grasp.

Although he exchanged plenty of materials in the Heroic Soul Hall, he still lacked a strand of hair from the Charming Lady.

And he had no idea how to perform the final ritual.

For now, strengthening his combat abilities was his only option.

He continued his meditation, repeating the Breathing Technique.

Among the fragments of the Qilin Wedge was the blade known as Jiuyin, which still required containment and taming.

Just then, he sensed something and his expression changed slightly.

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