The Ancient Gods' Whisper-Chapter 1072 - 501: Taking Immediate Action

Gu Jianlin had been at the Central Spirit Core Institute for a week, and the Ancient God’s Blood had already begun to secretly circulate within the academy. So far, approximately six hundred Demon Hunters had been contaminated, not including deacons and councilmen.

Unless there were any accidents, the Gold and Silver would be giving lectures on the Divine Path to the young Heavenly Persons today in the temple at the back of the mountain. Meanwhile, Platinum and Rhein, the father and son duo, were secretly preparing the experiment of the Third Law in the cemetery. This information should have been top secret, but because of the presence of a Divine Servant among them, the news eventually leaked.

He had designed a personal passageway for himself, by disguising and blending into the Demon Hunter’s team.

The Demon Hunter squad ascended the mountain path, passing through the ancient red archway. Threads of twilight filtered through the dense branches, casting crisscrossed light under the shade, and dust could be faintly seen floating in the air.

Their task was obviously to transport supplies, with each person carrying a heavy briefcase in hand.

The Buddhist temple sat halfway up the mountain, and there was more than one path to the summit.

They bypassed the temple, winding up the path, finally seeing a man sitting cross-legged at the end of the mountain road.

"The last batch of supplies has arrived. Inform them to activate the Alchemy Matrix and be prepared. Seven days, there must be no mistakes. Tianji and Ye Dao should have returned as well. Have them ready to face any enemies." That was the Profound Yin Saint, one of the rare Priests amongst the Judgement Court, a Saint Father of the Seventh Rank.

Gu Jianlin, mingling within the team, weighed the box in his hand, thinking to himself, "Rhein wants to integrate the Third Law. The Saints of the Judgement Court will surely be fully deployed. After my teacher killed two Saints in the Forbidden Zone, the Judgement Court recruited two more Holy Land Level members as substitutes. Later, I killed Li Qingsong, codenamed Qing Zhu, in the Dragon Burial Valley, and then dealt with the Giant and Shaking Light in Peak City. There should still be six left now."

First Saint Tianji, Second Saint Ye Dao, Third Saint Tian Shu,

including Fourth Saint Disaster Star, Fifth Saint Hui Feng, and Eighth Saint Profound Yin.

The first three were all Eighth Rank Holy Land Level, capable of threatening him.

The Profound Yin Saint lifted his gaze, his eyes lit up with a gentle Holy Light, examining their spirit and body inch by inch. After confirming there were no issues, he stood up and instructed, "Follow me."

The dark, shaded path was so silent, covered with dead yellow leaves on the stone steps, with no traces of insects. By the time he led the squad to the twilight-shrouded summit, someone had been waiting there for a long time.

Saints Disaster Star and Hui Feng seemed to be heavily injured in last night’s battle, unable to hide the lethargy and fatigue in their eyes. Their foreheads and necks were wrapped in bandages, hands covered with unhealed sword marks, each leading a Demon Hunter team, as if they had agreed long ago to meet here.

Gu Jianlin looked up, the whistling mountain wind nearly blowing off his baseball cap. Before him lay a magnificent divine path stretched across the mountain peak, supported by towering rocks on each side like giant hands. At the end stood an enormous tomb bathed in the sunset, fire-red clouds spreading like a sea tide, distant as if at the world’s end.

The solitary cemetery was drenched in twilight, rocky tombstones standing lonely like broken sword blades dividing light from darkness. Dead leaves were swept by the wind, swirling and scattering, exuding a sense of lonely Zen.

The ancient Stone Tower enshrined mottled Buddha statues, faces filled with compassion.

The Saints were long accustomed to such sights, exchanging glances and uttering a syllable.

It was a strange, hoarse syllable, like the raspy cry of a monster from the abyss, the despairing wail of a muted person, or the low throat chant of an ascetic monk, eerie yet solemn.

Gu Jianlin suddenly sensed drastic changes in dimension, the world before him darkening as if soaked in ink, the silent summit turning barren, resembling ruins abandoned for millennia. The majestic divine path lay in ruins, the giant statues wore and chipped, the massive tomb eerie as Hell.

The tomb’s giant stone tombstone had long vanished, replaced by religious architecture resembling an ancient fortress. The bronze ancient tree looming over the fort’s peak bore a strong aura of the Ancient God Clan.

Forbidden Zone.

This place turned out to be the first Forbidden Zone.

The Central Spirit Core Institute was already a Forbidden Zone.

And this cemetery turned out to be a Forbidden Zone within the Forbidden Zone!

Gu Jianlin suppressed his inner shock, realizing something important.

The President had spent her entire life feuding with her husband.

Fighting while alive, and continuing after death. 𝚏𝗿𝗲𝐞𝚠𝕖𝐛𝗻𝗼𝐯𝕖𝚕.𝚌𝗼𝗺

The true ruler of the Order World was never her, but her husband who had passed away two hundred years ago.

Gu Jianlin was unsure if his Grandmaster knew of this place’s existence. It was evidently the greatest secret of the Order World for millennia, the overwhelming ancient sense eerie to the core.

He felt the chilling cold wind, as if in Hell.

After chanting that syllable, the Saints trembled as if bewitched, their eyes glowing with strange golden light, a power belonging to the Candle Light Law, dispelling the cold wind.

Gu Jianlin detected the core of the issue again, as the Candle Light Law passed down from his Grandmaster was so rigorous, its fierce radiance rising like a sun, leaving no hiding place for filth and darkness in the world.