The Ancient Gods' Whisper-Chapter 1016 - 478: The Turning Point for Victory

Indeed, Jing Ci has surpassed his predecessors, taking an unprecedented step on the path of the You Ying Law, even replicating the abilities once used by the Candle Dragon Venerable, challenging gods with a mortal body.

Unfortunately, this ability is not flawless. As he himself admitted, the damage caused within the domain cannot be perfectly replicated in reality; otherwise, he would already be the strongest Ascender in the world, capable of killing anyone in an instant with no chance for retaliation.

This strike severely wounded the heart, a significant injury even for the Ancient Ancestors.

"Unbelievable."

With the cold voice of Lu Shu’s Ancestor, brilliant golden light erupted, like a rising sun.

Jing Ci unhesitatingly withdrew his blade and flickered to the edge of the rooftop, planting his blade into the concrete with a reverse grip and coughing up fresh blood. Moments ago, a powerful Elbow Strike almost shattered his internal organs.

A seemingly simple strike was actually empowered by the Candle Light Law, causing him to feel a pain akin to being crushed to pieces, a severe backlash from the rules, enough to disassemble his bodily structure.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Jizi Chuan flickered back to the rooftop. The broken blade in his hand hummed incessantly, unleashing countless cold, chaotic arcs in an instant, as if a dam had burst, with a torrent of blade light sweeping across!

Lu Shu’s Ancestor’s breathing rhythm abruptly changed, and the Boundary of No Distance suddenly expanded, breaking through its limits and allowing him to open enough distance, setting a violent Sword Qi domain.

This was a domain belonging solely to Sword Qi, filled with countless intersecting, storm-like sword marks.

Within the domain, even a Candle Yin God like Jizi Chuan could only use endless Dimension Slashes for defense and needed to constantly dodge and maneuver, yet he still occasionally got cut.

Lu Shu’s Ancestor coldly regarded this ant, clutching the wound on his chest.

According to human Rank classifications, he was a Ninth Rank Taiyi God, naturally holding the advantage.

Each time Jizi Chuan was cut by a sword mark, a golden-glowing wound remained on his body. The power of the Candle Light Law continuously disintegrated his bodily structure, with his cells nearing exhaustion. Yet, through sheer tenacious and mad willpower, he held on, even showing a crazed smile on his blood-stained face.

It had been a long time since he encountered such a formidable opponent.

Just as he was about to be engulfed by the golden sword marks, a pitch-black hole opened up behind him.

Jing Ci grabbed him from within the black hole, disappearing without a trace in an instant.

Boom!

As the black hole vanished, countless chilling sword marks overlapped and exploded in an instant.

The storm was severed, and even the overcast clouds lurking in the sky were shredded to pieces!

The disparity between human and god was vividly apparent at this moment.

Even with two Candle Yin Gods combined, they couldn’t match this Ancient Ancestor wielding the Third Law.

Not even with the Wuxiang World.

Boom!

The two Candle Yin Gods had just emerged from the space-time tunnel when the oncoming sword wind slammed them into the rooftop wire, the resultant electrical arcs sparking and crackling—a testament to their opponent’s precise timing, despite their speed.

"How much spirituality do you have left?"

Jizi Chuan’s entire body made cracking sounds as he knelt on the ground, softly asking.

"Less than a tenth."

Jing Ci looked up expressionlessly, hoarsely replying, "You should be a bit better off than me."

Disregarding the backlash from using the forbidden technique Wuxiang World, the immense drain on spirituality alone was overwhelming, even for a Ninth Rank Candle Yin God, especially while still within the Ancestor’s domain.

Jizi Chuan’s condition was somewhat better, but not by much.

In unison, they withdrew a bottle of Blue Blood and poured it down their throats.

While it was akin to a drop in the ocean, it was better than nothing.

For the moment, there was no way to break Lu Shu’s Ancestor’s authority, but after such a prolonged battle, they were growing weaker while their foe only grew stronger—at this rate, they would inevitably be exhausted to defeat.

"I’ll help you buy fifteen seconds."

Jizi Chuan licked the blood off his lips, forcing himself to stand: "Can you use it one more time?"

Jing Ci exhaled a breath of foul air and staggered to his feet: "I should be able to."

Bang!

Jizi Chuan broke through the rain curtain and charged forward, daringly crashing into the Sword Qi domain!

Countless sword marks crossed each other, yet on his battered body, they only sparked like flint striking metal!

Primordial Forbidden Curse·Undying Golden Body!

This was a gift he received many years ago at Tian Ding Temple, from his invincible Aunt.

Its effect allowed him to be immune to all damage for a short period!

The broken blade drew dazzling arcs in his hand, piercing through the storm with a mournful scream!

Fast, so fast!

Confronted with this frenzied assault, Lu Shu’s Ancestor’s breathing rhythm accelerated once more, the Boundary of No Distance reaching the brink of collapse. She didn’t draw her sword, but extended a finger, one deft point!

Amid metallic roaring, Jizi Chuan’s broken blade was knocked away, forcing him to step back.

Lu Shu’s Ancestor extended her finger once more, striking his left shoulder!

Then with another strike to the chest, the chilling Sword Qi exploded, dispersing the rain curtain.

Jizi Chuan was once again pushed back, watching helplessly as the last strike aimed for his forehead!

Boom!

Thunder echoed as his Undying Golden Body was shattered!

Lu Shu’s Ancestor grasped his neck, lifting him into the air.