The Ancient Gods' Whisper-Chapter 922 - 431: A Toast to You_2

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Chapter 922: Chapter 431: A Toast to You_2

"The essence of this world is driven by profit, yet it seems there are always things that surpass profit."

He looked at the diary and shrugged, saying, "Regretful, miscalculated again."

The diary was finally thrown into the fireplace by him, burning into ashes. 𝑓𝑟𝑒𝘦𝓌𝑒𝑏𝑛𝑜𝘷𝑒𝘭.𝒸𝘰𝑚

He picked up his wine glass, faced the eastern sun, and softly said, "To you, great Master."

As the Red King bowed, the sun became even more scorching and bright.

Darkness had nowhere to hide.

The world was full of light.

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On this day, everyone in the world felt the departure of that great existence.

Even the infighting within the Ether Association paused for a moment. In that instant, they felt an overwhelming pressure, as that brilliant phantom like a sunrise rose from the ground, her gaze sweeping across the entire world.

"Just like countless reforms and changes in history, you have successfully seized power from me. Though your methods are still immature, I reluctantly consider you barely passing. I still think you are a bunch of fools, but at the moment, there seems to be no one more suitable than you to take on this burden. You have won, go take over this world."

The woman who had shouldered this world for four hundred years overlooked all beings, indifferently saying, "However, do not touch my child, or I will come back and annihilate you all."

On the battlefield of the City of Sin, the fiercely fighting members of the Ether Association all stopped and looked up.

The intense light stung their eyes.

They all put down their swords and bowed deeply toward that figure.

Lin Dong showed a look of sorrow, bowed deeply, and offered the highest respect.

Even Rhein placed a hand on his chest and bowed.

This revolution, which could also be called a betrayal, was indeed initiated by the Judgement Court, but even they could not deny all the achievements of the President during his term, so they had to offer the highest respect.

Amidst the rumbling thunder, far in the command center, Platinum suddenly felt as if struck by lightning.

Blood flowed out of his orifices, as if even his soul were trembling.

"Master."

The old man’s heart raced wildly, and he felt dizzy.

He knew very well that this was a warning from the Master.

Moreover, he vaguely sensed that the Master was not genuinely warning him.

It was someone else.

He was merely implicated by the warning.

Even so, his soul was almost shattered by the shock.

Despite being a demigod, how can there be such a vast difference? In front of that woman, he was as humble as an ant.

He tremblingly picked up the intercom and ordered, "Rhein! Cease fire immediately, and stop wasting time on such meaningless things, or if the Ancient God Clan takes the opportunity to attack, the new order will be completely ruined! The President is dead; finding the Heavenly Person’s Wedge is the top priority! We need to know whose hands it’s in!"

After speaking, he hesitated for a moment, staggered out of the tent, and bowed deeply toward the sky.

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Magic City, Central Spirit Core Institute.

It’s the center of power for the Ether Association for nearly a century, also a training academy for young people, and at the same time, a graveyard for past elders and martyrs. In the morning, birds chirp on the branches, and the sunrise is bright as if washed.

The Golden King, leaning on a cane, stood in front of the enormous tombstone, listening to the woman’s final warning and suddenly said, "Why is it that even though the Master is such a ruthless person, even willing to kill her husband and child, she is so biased toward that young man? To this day, I can’t quite distinguish which one is truly her."

The Platinum King was silent for a moment, then faintly said, "Perhaps the previous her was always Taihua."

"And that young man made her let go of it all."

She calmly said, "When she said those words, she was just Ji Zhou."

Sunlight enveloped the silent cemetery, and the morning’s cool breeze traversed through the garden.

The two Catastrophes fell into silence.

"What a complex woman."

The Golden King placed a fresh flower on the tombstone and somberly said, "Teacher, we avenged you."

The Silver King slightly bowed, with an expressionless face, saying, "You can be at ease now."

It was Taiqing’s tombstone, and this previous President was known for a frugal lifestyle, so the cemetery was built quite simply, like an ordinary person’s burial ground, only with a few more trees planted.

On the tombstone, there’s just one line of words carved by the Master herself.

"——Taiqing rests here."

The moment they bowed, brilliant lights shone in their eyes respectively.

This indicated that the two were no longer Catastrophes practicing You Ying Law.

But Heavenly Persons!

And it was at this moment that they suddenly heard whispers from the dark underground.

Gold and silver remained expressionless, as if they had long been accustomed to it all.

Because here lies a great secret unknown even to the Master.

And they had guarded this secret for many years.

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Pamir Plateau, in Tajik, it means the Roof of the World, also the location described by the mythic Buzhou Mountain, in the world of Ascenders, its deepest part is an absolute forbidden zone.

Because it bears a spine-chilling name.

Dragon Nest!

The Qiao Geli Peak, nearly nine thousand meters above sea level, is shrouded in snow all year round, with black shadows of dragons vaguely appearing in the vast white snow, accompanied by earth-shaking Dragon Roars echoing in the heavens.

Eventually, the Dragon Roars vanished, replaced by people cloaked in black robes.

Blood flowed down the mountain, so scorching.

A dignified and solemn middle-aged man was nailed to the mountain; his armor covered in cobweb-like cracks, the blood-red spear snapped in half, its flames flickering weakly.

If members of the Ether Association came here, they would recognize who this was.

Heavenly Fire God General.

This Divine General was recently in charge of guarding the Dragon Nest at the Pamir Plateau, vigilant against attacks from the Ancient God Clan of Buzhou Mountain, now dead here, seemingly killed instantly without much resistance.

"The Order World truly is deteriorating year after year. I heard this one is a disciple of Light. In those days, Light could spar with me, but now his student doesn’t even have the strength to resist." Skylark raised her blood-red eyes, pupils swirling with enchanting Mandala flowers, her black cloak swayed in the wind, concealing her graceful figure.

If members of the Ether Association were here, they’d be faced with a shocking fact.

People believed that the previous Vice President of the Ether Association, Light, fell at the hands of Candle Dragon Venerable.

In reality, the real murderer was Skylark.

And back then, she was probably only in her teens.

The people cloaked in black bowed respectfully, their faces in the snowstorm as flawless as jade.

This woman was the pinnacle of terror in the world.

And also the great existence that created them.

"You have successfully ascended the pinnacle."

A black-robed person softly said, "But your bodily state does not seem very well. I can sense an overwhelming aura of death within you. Those death auras, though helping you kill the Nirvana Divine Fire, will inflict severe harm on your body. This shouldn’t be; what you seek, the Immortal Medicine, should be another half, including the core..."

Despite being of the same rank as Ancestor, they didn’t even dare to glance at her.

Bang!

The black-robed person was heavily smashed onto the icy ridge, the violent Dragon Roars echoing in the wind and snow.

"Do not dictate terms to me."

Skylark coldly said, "The fire of Vermilion Bird doesn’t stop me from killing Canglong."

That was overwhelming anger, with Dragon Roars echoing through the heavens, causing the entire mountain to tremble.

This Ancestor was bewildered, for in their memory, their Master was devoid of any emotions, yet in these few short months of absence, she had acquired such intense human emotions, which was not a good thing.

Especially because in her embrace, she held a trembling little orange cat.