The Ancient Gods' Whisper

Jiuyin trembled slightly: "So terrifying!"

"Was this sent by Senior Ji? No wonder the Beast King didn't choose an Ancient Forbidden Curse for me."

Gu Jianlin murmured to himself: "Senior Ji is indeed thoughtful."

That senior likely noticed that the Fourth Rank Cloud Lord lacked his accustomed abilities.

He actually brought the All Heavens Divine Thunder to him.

The harvest this time is not small.

At that moment, the Deep Blue suddenly shook, and a massive structure swept past outside the porthole.

It was a Sky-reaching Tower encased in ice, standing atop a massive frozen expanse. Surrounding it were similarly ancient buildings frozen solid, with seawater surging violently beneath the ice, fracturing countless gaps.

The enormous glaciers were towering, and amidst the snowstorms stood majestic clusters of buildings.

This was the Sea of Eternal Life.

Bang!

A loud noise erupted within the cabin.

The faint sound of the Little Princess's angry shouting could be heard.

"What's going on?"

Gu Jianlin frowned: "Taixu?"

After a brief silence, Taixu's gentle voice replied: "Don't worry, nothing happened. A guest from Lishan Tiyan Pavilion, invited by the President, has joined our Strategy Group. Most of the current members of the Heavenly Destiny Pavilion were chosen from various ancient family clans, so they're acquainted with some Omegas."

"Someone from Lishan Tiyan Pavilion?"

Gu Jianlin's heart stirred slightly. Wasn't Thunder supposed to be taken away by this group?

"Where are they? I'll go take a look."

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A massive aircraft, resembling a fractured crescent moon, roared through the snowstorm.

Tang Ling stood at the edge of the deck, overlooking the world of the Ice Sea. Her white hair danced in the snowstorm, scattering like snowflakes everywhere, with a few strands messily brushing across her face, partially obscuring her eyes.

Her long, curled eyelashes were frosted, and her beautiful eyes reflected the boundless sea.

A white wool coat fluttered in the wind, her silhouette tall and graceful.

"Is this the territory of the Kui Dragon Ancestor?"

She faintly heard growls echoing from deep within the snowstorm and spoke quietly.

"This doesn't count as the Kui Dragon Ancestor's territory at all. It's nothing but a case of one bird taking over another's nest. Such an immense amount of life energy hidden in the sea could only be the work of that black Supreme."

Someone spoke coldly.

It was another woman with white hair, though her appearance was rather ordinary, draped in a black cloak dusted with snowflakes.

The most striking feature was her long hair, which stretched nine feet and danced wildly in the air.

The Silver King.

"Whether you survive or not depends on this moment."

The Silver King spoke coldly: "I've been quite lenient with you during this time. You are my most accomplished student, and even though you dislike me, I regard you as my own. Regardless, Tang Zijing cannot be saved. The Kui Dragon Ancestor must be killed soon; otherwise, the whole world will suffer catastrophic assaults."

"Your great-grandfather's life, compared to this world, is utterly inconsequential."

She paused: "I believe you understand this."

Tang Ling was silent for a moment; then, she unexpectedly smiled quietly, her smile blooming like vibrant flowers in the snow.

"I understand, teacher."

Suddenly, her face turned flushed, and a trace of fresh blood spilled from her lips again.

"Hmph."

The Silver King said expressionlessly: "If you had spent this time recuperating in the Sword Tomb, you wouldn't be suffering so much now. But you couldn't let go of your emotions, and in the end, you'll pay the price for it."

She paused: "Those who walk the Sword Sect Path ultimately become heartless individuals. If you can't release your obsessions, they'll only backfire on you. Still, this is your freedom. After all, compared to the burdens you'll carry for the Human World in the future, your current recklessness is your right."

Tang Ling pulled out a damp tissue from her bag and wiped the corner of her mouth.

She then lowered her head, retrieving her phone, and gazed at the photo on the screen.

In the photo, a boy and a girl were leaning together, with a burning campfire and a dark palace in the background.

Actually, there's one thing she had never said.

She didn't truly want to give up investigating the matter of her great-grandfather.

It wasn't because of the Sword Tomb, Heavenly Destiny Pavilion, or the President's intervention.

It was simply that her body could no longer hold out.

"It's alright. This is my debt to you all, and so I'm willing to repay it willingly."

Tang Ling said softly: "I just want to spend the last bit of time doing what I wish to do."

The Silver King glanced at her: "Then, are you happy?"

Tang Ling hadn't expected her teacher to ask this and froze briefly before murmuring an affirmative.

"Although the Sword Sect emphasizes heartlessness, I am, after all, still human and cannot help but care for you."

The Silver King stood with her hands behind her back and said lightly, "I heard that before you left, you didn't go home to say goodbye?"

Tang Ling shook her head and said: "I've been away from home for too long. My parents already have another child, so even if I went back this time, there's nothing I'd want to say. If I truly couldn't make it, going back would only bring them sadness."

The Silver King snorted: "And that student of the King of Qing?"

Tang Ling froze slightly, a complex emotion flickering in her beautiful eyes. She replied blandly: "I've already said goodbye. After entering the Extraordinary World, he's the only friend I've made. It does make me happy."

A chill flickered in the Silver King's gaze: "Originally, after that person became the student of his senior brother, I did not want you getting too close. No one from that lineage is good for anything."

Tang Ling vaguely knew what had occurred with the Catastrophes, but she couldn't offer a viewpoint on it.