The Ancient Gods' Whisper-Chapter 940 - 441: Tell Me, Who Are You

In the eyes of the white-robed youth within the mist, there was astonishingly a pitch-black Qilin!

At the end of the long street, the sound of thunderous stomping erupted, as if a giant from ancient times was charging in!

Bai Mu was startled and amazed, the Qilin in the mist reflected in his eyes, and he exclaimed, "Impossible, impossible, impossible! How can you possibly use Primordial Return!"

The repeated statement three times revealed his inner shock. In fact, the Ancient God Clan of the Bai Ze Clan usually does not show emotional fluctuations; they always maintain calm and efficiency, solving all problems through foreknowledge and calculation. And the Pseudo Ancestors, having merged with the power of gods, naturally inherit this trait.

However, when he saw the scene before him, it was still like a bolt from the blue.

The stomping sound in the mist was so real, shaking his cognition. 𝘧𝓇ℯ𝑒𝓌𝑒𝑏𝓃𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘭.𝒸ℴ𝓂

The white-robed monsters gathered together, silently singing a sacred hymn, gathering into the Sword of Ashes in their palms, rushing into the depths of the mist like phantoms, attempting to kill the monstrous black shadow.

The trembling sound of the sword edges seemed like the wailing of evil spirits, the crisscrossing Sword Qi tearing through the dense mist.

In the depths of the mist, a fierce gleam of golden eyes flashed by quickly!

In an instant, accompanied by a terrifying roar, the violent Dark Energy devoured everything, leaving only the fragments of white robes burning in the wind, eventually turning into scattered ashes, gradually extinguishing and disappearing.

The primordial pressure spread overwhelmingly, the white-robed monsters trembling, clutching their heads, howling in pain.

Including Bai Mu, who also felt that terrifying aura. He clutched his throbbing head and stepped back a half-step, the Iron Sword in his hand trembling incessantly. The image of the white-robed youth became horrifying in his eyes, sometimes a handsome big boy, yet in an instant, transforming into a terrifying Qilin.

Especially those fierce golden eyes, stern and imposing like an evil ghost!

This was something beyond his understanding.

The news that Gu Jianlin had mastered Primordial Return was not so surprising to them.

Because in common understanding, this boy should be an Ancient God.

So mastering Primordial Return was instinctual, without surprise.

Because there is a difference.

The Primordial Return mastered by the Ancient God Clan, if performed in the real world, would suffer tremendous backlash.

But when performed through the You Ying Law, this limitation can be ignored.

As a demon-like hideous and horrifying face emerged in the mist, fierce golden eyes seemingly flowing with molten lava, hot steam snorting from its nostrils, jagged bony protrusions like rocky ridges, its body so grand, half like decaying dead wood, the other half covered with sinister veins, half alive and half dead.

Asphalt roads were trampled under its feet, utility poles heartlessly knocked over by it, sparks flying.

Fire hydrants at the roadside cracked open, underground water gushing out, drenching its scorching body.

Steam spread, making the mist even thicker.

With a thud.

The members of Omega couldn’t help but kneel on the ground, the enormous pressure suppressing them indiscriminately.

In fact, it wasn’t their first time witnessing the form of the Qilin.

Two months ago, during the melee at the Divine Ruins, someone had witnessed that god’s Original State, but the concept from afar and up close is completely different. If you woke up and saw a Godzilla appear tens of kilometers away, you might instinctively shout, but if you woke up and found that looming monster looking down at you, you might have already wet your pants.

Especially when such a mythical creature appears in the real world, as if the dimension wall was broken, the corner café shattered, ancient dominion roaring from hundreds of millions of years ago into the modern era.

In the end, this pitch-black Qilin stood behind the youth.

Tang Ling’s red hair was lifted by the wind, and she raised her head to gaze at this terrifying existence, yet she did not feel much fear, instead lifting her fair hand to attempt a touch, feeling a scorching temperature from the palm.

She silently curled her red lips, feeling a long-lost sense of security.

There is no reason needed to like someone.

Because if you must find one, you can find a thousand reasons.

For example, a sense of security.

Gu Jianlin is the kind of boy who can give people a sense of security; with him around, even if the sky falls, it wouldn’t hit your head, no matter how dangerous, he would stand behind you, even if you’re tired, he would carry you on.

The situation just now was indeed a dilemma for Tang Ling.

She did not want to return to the Order World.

But she also didn’t want to see her parents die because of her.

Gu Jianlin’s appearance perfectly solved this problem.

Just like he said, she didn’t need to make a choice.

The Tang Family couple were speechlessly shocked, the impact of this ancient, awe-inspiring Qilin was too great for them.

Sufficient to overturn their worldview.

Their daughter, what she liked turned out to be such a thing!

"Godzilla..."

Cheng Youyu almost moaned out loud. As a classmate from Peak City Second High School, he never thought he had been living with such an existence for three whole years, even copying his test paper during exams.

He now really wanted to interview the head teacher of Peak City Second High School; if that sharp-tongued bald guy knew his student looked like this, would he dare to be so bossy?

Nie Xiangsi was also dumbfounded. It wasn’t until this moment that she realized what a great being the object of her admiration was.