The Ancient Gods' Whisper-Chapter 918 - 430: You Are My Child (Part 2)

The ridge of this mountain is unimaginably vast, even the Ascender requires painstaking effort to climb.

The closer one gets to the summit, the more corpses there are.

Without exception, they are all advance troops of the Ether Association.

Among them are members of Omega.

They ultimately died on this mountain, some due to mutual destruction, others from suicide.

No one knows what they saw in the curse, but the ending was inevitable.

Death.

Contrarily, in the middle section of this mountain, corpses cannot be seen.

Because no one can climb to this height.

Beyond this, there is no danger.

No Ancient God Seed.

No resurrected Ancient Ancestors.

No terrifying Ancient Gods.

Nothing at all.

"Put me down."

Gu Jianlin suddenly said softly.

Tang Ling indifferently carried him, pursing her lips.

Su Youzhu said nothing, yet sensed the tremor in his voice.

They climbed all the way to the peak, where golden light flooded the sky.

As bright as dawn.

The world has no such towering ancient tree, its crown already concealed in the Sky Dome, its trunk dazzling like gold, yet transparent like jade, reflecting countless serene sleeping faces. Beneath it, a white-haired elderly woman sat, her face was such grim majesty, yet so pale.

She bathed in the golden radiance, her body growing more transparent, as if about to leave this world.

President.

She truly is here.

She is not dead!

"I’ll do it."

Gu Jianlin got off the girl’s back and staggered to her side, attempting to touch her. 𝘧𝘳𝘦ℯ𝓌𝘦𝒷𝘯𝑜𝑣𝘦𝓁.𝒸𝘰𝓂

At the instant of contact, he heard an overwhelming roar.

Terrifying visions appeared before his eyes.

There was an old man soaked in blood, clutching his throat tightly, roaring.

"Taihua! Why did you betray me!"

In that instant, a violent oppressive force surged, like muffled thunder exploding in his mind, as if he fell into the depths of Hell, helplessly kneeling in pain.

The girls instinctively wanted to help him up, but were stopped.

"Don’t touch me."

Gu Jianlin was drenched in sweat, gasping for breath: "The curse, Candle Light Divine Tree’s curse."

His eyes showed a desolate Hell, a blood-soaked ancient ship, a blood moon reflecting the old man’s ghostly grim face. Countless ghosts behind him, suffering agony like being sliced by a thousand knives, ripping his heart and lungs.

At this moment, he finally experienced the despair of the ghostly Jiang Family.

The curse of the Candle Light Divine Tree is indeed not something an ordinary person can bear, it seems to show you the deepest nightmare within, keeping you in hallucinations until torturing you into insanity.

And he merely touched the President.

This is not Gu Jianlin’s nightmare, but the President’s.

"Why is the President here?"

Su Youzhu frowned and asked.

Tang Ling thought of a possibility, her elegant face slightly changing.

Gu Jianlin was silent for a moment, then softly said: "Because this is what she truly intended to do, she risked her life to come to the Ancient God Realm, not to stop the Red King’s resurrection or to kill Jiang Chunyang. She knows her time is running out, and the only concern left might be this Candle Light Divine Tree, right?"

The best evidence is the corpses below the mountain.

The curse of the Candle Light Divine Tree ought to be increasingly strong, yet it no longer affects them.

Then there is only one possibility.

The President came this time to resolve the curse of the Candle Light Divine Tree.

She once said she’s been suppressing something.

It seems, it’s this curse.

The Red King once said they practiced the You Ying Law because it’s safe enough.

The Ghostly Glowing Lotus has been dead for many years, so practicing its derived law poses no worries, otherwise all Evolvers would turn into monsters, becoming nutrients.

The Candle Light Divine Tree is different, this Evolution Chain has always had issues, it’s just there is a pillar supporting it, so Heavenly Persons can practice safely, without impact.

That pillar, naturally, is the President.

"Isn’t there a possibility, the President has endured this curse for two hundred years?"

Gu Jianlin softly said: "Just like Jiang Chunyang... no, much stronger than him by thousands of times."

Saying this, his voice trembled.

Jiang Chunyang was merely driven to madness by the ashes of Candle Light Divine Tree’s roots.

As the supreme of Candle Light Law, the President’s relationship with the Divine Tree is obviously closer.

Naturally, she must endure thousands of times more curse.

If you desire to wear the crown, you must bear its weight.

Perhaps it’s this reason.

You obtained unparalleled power, then you must bear the most frightening curse in the world.

It seems fair, but in reality, no one can afford such a price in this world.

Even Gu Jianlin’s will couldn’t manage, now enduring the senior’s nightmare for even one minute is impossible, if he had to hold on for two hundred years every day, he would have gone mad long ago.

It’s hard to imagine how this woman stayed clear-headed in the horrible curse, bearing such heart-wracking agony, silently supporting the progress of the entire world. You don’t know how proud she is, carrying such a burden without uttering a word, despite being misunderstood by all, she doesn’t care to explain.