The Ancient Gods' Whisper-Chapter 939 - 440: Shhh (Part 2)

Who knew she would actually start debating with people, with such clarity of thought.

Bai Mu paused for a moment and then said, "For instance, the President shielding Qilin."

Tang Ling coldly asked, "What am I? What are you all?"

Bai Mu gazed into her eyes, "You don’t know the Ancient Divine Language, neither do we."

This statement again hit right at the heart of everyone present. 𝒇𝒓𝙚𝒆𝔀𝓮𝓫𝒏𝓸𝙫𝓮𝓵.𝓬𝙤𝙢

Regarding what Gu Jianlin really is, everyone was actually unclear.

If you say he’s a member of the Ancient God Clan, how could it not seem ridiculous?

He has a clear, black-and-white birth certificate.

His mother is alive and well.

Unless he was swapped at the hospital back then.

Yet, which Ancient God Clan member is born in a hospital anyway? The logic doesn’t stand.

If Shi Jing could really give birth to such a powerful Ancient God Clan member, she would immediately be revered as the supreme goddess on this planet, far surpassing Saint Mary, causing a sensation between two realms.

Even the Ancient Supreme might want to observe it.

Of course, that’s impossible.

But if you say, Gu Jianlin is a human, that’s illogical too.

Because he can indeed speak the Ancient Divine Language.

That is the most solid evidence of him being part of the Ancient God Clan.

"I just want to tell you, do not deceive yourself. A new era is emerging, new Order Council will change this world. Lives like Qilin and Skylark are enormous threats to order and must be erased. If you keep being obstinate, you will only harm the people around you." Bai Mu turned to look at the couple behind him.

Tang Zixuan glared at Him fiercely,

This head of the Tang Family of course knew he was a hostage, so despite what this Pseudo Ancestor might say nicely, at the critical moment he would use him to strike, or rather, he let him speak to wage a psychological war.

Thereby shaking his daughter’s psychological defenses.

As a father, he certainly would not want to see his daughter taking such risks.

Whether for the sake of the President or the boy she fancies.

However, things have developed to such a point, there’s no other way.

A daughter raised by himself, he knows best.

Her personality is absolutely unwilling to surrender.

"Child, don’t worry about us, make your own choice."

Xu Xiu stared at her daughter, speaking slowly and clearly: "Even if you surrender, our outcome might not be much better."

"Put down your weapons and return to order, you are still the Princess of this world, and those around you can earn the right to survive, you should not be swayed by emotion."

Bai Mu finally advised: "Your friends’ spirituality is already near depletion, with you alone you cannot fight against the Pseudo Ancestor here. Our combat power is more than ten times yours, without any variables, your chances of saving your parents from me is less than one in ten thousand. If you resist, they will more likely die because of you."

The black-robed Pseudo Ancestors raised their empty eyes, gazing at the girl. If refused, they don’t mind using violent means to solve the problem, even utilizing hostages to force the target to comply. Because in their thinking, there’s no such thing as shame, as long as they can achieve their own goals, any means are viable.

"The boy you like and your biological parents, who should you choose?"

Bai Mu calmly said.

Tang Ling raised her determined eyes, the blade of Extreme Thunder spiraled with countless wild arcs of electricity.

She was hesitating.

But not hesitating whether to accept the other’s terms.

Instead, she was considering how she could rescue her parents and then leave here with her teammates.

At this moment, a white-robed person in the mist took off his hood, revealing a cold and firm face.

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That white-robed person’s action was so abrupt, just like a reef sticking out of the sea tide.

"Sorry, she doesn’t need to choose."

He raised his slender right hand, fingertips wrapped in countless strands of Dark Energy, merging into a single stream of light!

Boom!

Bai Mu’s hood was also flipped by the violent Dark Energy. Had he not foreseen the danger and dodged sideways in time, he might have been hit by that blast, the hull behind him pierced through, leaving a charred black hole.

A black-haired youth stepped out, fingers spinning a pen, like a butterfly among flowers.

Snap!

A pen suddenly came whirling, tearing through time and space!

The forehead of a black-robed Pseudo Ancestor was pierced on the spot, falling back.

At some unknown time, the black-haired youth’s pupils had already risen to a strange blood-red, like a ghost, suddenly closing in, leaving behind shattered remnants along the way, summoning a blood-red ghost knife with a raised hand.

Jiuyin trembled.

In the depths of space, it was as though a peerlessly elegant silhouette merged with him.

The Candle Dragon Venerable’s sword skill came across time and space!

Boom!

Though it was clearly a single slash, it was followed by thunderous sounds.

Tang Zijing couldn’t see anything clearly, only feeling the blade’s dazzling blood-red hue as if time stood still.

Xu Xiu’s half face was splattered with blood, frozen in place.

The heads of two black-robed Pseudo Ancestors flew high, blood gushing like a pillar.

This is the ultimate speed in the world, an outright assassination, so fast you can’t possibly react.

Bai Mu’s eyes flashed with a fierce gleam, he countered with a bladelike sword light, but unfortunately only sliced through the remnant left by the youth, failing to cause any actual damage.

"Compared to the Seventh Ancestor of the Candle Dragon Clan, you’re a bit slow."

Gu Jianlin had already flickered away, landing behind the Tang Family couple,

The Tang couple only felt the world spinning, losing consciousness before leaving the original spot.

Bai Mu never expected someone could take hostages right in front of him, theoretically no one under Holy Land Level could do it, but he missed because of his overconfidence.

The Bai Ze Clan’s unique sensory abilities didn’t fail.

Accompanied by a piercing sound, Jiuyin whirled and embedded into the ground, the blade’s blood shocking to behold.

In the blink of an eye, the Tang Family couple had already been transported to a safe distance of a hundred meters.

Gu Jianlin released the grip on their shoulders, his blood-red vertical pupils seemingly swirling with enchanting Mandala blooms, now his mastery over the Ghost Slayer Path abilities progressively adept, striving for a fatal strike with each move.

This is also the style of those wicked women, sharp and ruthless.

Never gives the enemy any chance.

He had been hiding among the crowd all along, only appearing when the timing was matured.

The moment he revealed himself, a vast murderous aura swept through the entire long street.

From his appearance to his strike, to rescuing the hostages took no more than a second.

No one managed to see his face clearly, but the kind of ghostly speed was terrifying.

Gu Jianlin expressionlessly drew out the blood-red ghost knife, flicking the knife to disperse the flowing red blood, somehow his face was already covered with a mask as vivid as blood, a noble crimson dragon horn emerged at his head.

Even Uncle Mu hadn’t seen him in this state, only his Omega Sequence teammates felt a sense of déjà vu.

Flowing black hair, an unparalleled silhouette, a bloody, fierce presence.

Tang Ling stared at his back, slightly raising her delicate chin: "Did the body come?"

The speed at which Gu Jianlin arrived likely meant he hurried over once he realized she was out of contact, and thinking of this, she felt a slight sweetness. Even if it was just his avatar, it proved her importance.

"Both the body and the avatar came."

Gu Jianlin lifted his head, his hoarse voice like a dragon’s roar.

He raised a finger, pressing it against his lips.

"Shh."

No one knew the meaning of this gesture, it seemed to mean silence.

Only Bai Mu’s eyes showed surprise, for in the mist, he saw a terrifying dark silhouette.

Fierce golden eyes, seemingly ablaze.

It was a Qilin!