"So you’re the hero, and I’m the bear, huh?"

The Scholar was just about to throw the two children aside when he suddenly froze.

Moments ago, he looked like a defeated dog fleeing for his life, but now he had his hands on his hips, laughing up at the sky, his smug face unmistakable: "Hahaha, you dogs, my father’s here!"

No wonder the Butcher dared to charge forward so resolutely, because his senses were sharper!

Jiang Mingyan heard the thunderous footsteps like a stampede of wild bulls coming from behind.

She froze.

So Divine Servants have become this loyal, rushing into such danger as if sent to their deaths.

No, that’s not right.

Because the Butcher wasn’t rushing to his death, he was laughing, laughing hysterically.

At that moment, the Butcher pointed a single finger skyward, and roared angrily: "Father is here!"

A pitch-black void suddenly appeared, and the sound of a sword’s dragon-like roar echoed through the silence!

Jiang Mingyan had never felt such a sharp blade light, and even before the blade approached, she could see the extremely bright sword light. The blazing inferno split apart, the flames scattered like falling rain.

Even if her legendary brother were here, it might be no different.

Time and space descended into swamp-like silence, yet her in her Domineering Body state remained unaffected, clearly seeing the boy emerging from the black hole, wielding the unparalleled sharpness of a sword that effortlessly ripped through the void.

Tiles in the corridor flew apart, shattered, and Sword Qi left a bloody mark on her pale face.

Blood dripped and danced, reflecting that pair of eyes swirling with the eerie Mandala.

Gu Jianlin had finally arrived.

Seventh Rank, Candle!

Until now, Jiang Mingyan had opposed her daughter’s engagement, as no parents wished for their children to face danger, let alone life and death.

No one could deny Gu Jianlin’s excellence, but the price of loving him was too great, too heavy.

So heavy it might cost you your life.

Now, before the marriage even began, Su Youzhu was already cursed by an unknown power, now pursued by these monsters, a legacy from one of the Six Great Divine Clans of the Ancient Times, the Vermilion Bird Clan.

Not something mortals can contend with.

If possible, Jiang Mingyan might wish to go back and choke that boy to death; she wouldn’t mind bearing the guilt and shame alone, as long as her daughter could live safely and happily.

Now she understood.

Because her daughter had fallen in love not with a mortal.

But with a Supreme.

Gu Jianlin tore through the void, and the world grew silent with his arrival. The blood-red ghost knife drew a sharp arc along the collapsing corridor, dividing the vermillion flames from all directions, flames where ghost shadows were torn flesh from blood, a bloody spray evaporated into mist.

No matter how strong the mental Thought, it was shattered by his blade, with a sound like thunder.

Such a simple and fierce Sword Skill, even Jiang Mingyan, who had fought in the Dark World for half her life, had never seen.

No techniques, yet making you feel unable to avoid.

With just a glance, cold sweat had already broken out on her back.

Gu Jianlin strode forward like a phantom on flames, lightning-fast through monsters in the fire, the blood-red ghost knife flashing maligned arcs, harvesting their lives like a force of nature.

The Heavenly Person Realm expanded with a roar, golden rain pouring down from the sky, annihilating the boiling Ancient God’s Breath.

Vermillion flames were extinguished.

He was like a blood-red lightning, unstoppable!

Pressure!

Unparalleled pressure!

Only an Ancient Supreme could bring such pressure.

Before a God, you can only kneel!

At this moment, even monsters like Gu Qingcheng from the Vermilion Bird Clan felt fear, for a time unable to distinguish who the God before them was, appearing both like a black Emperor and a blood-soaked tyrant.

All It could do was roar, spitting out syllables from the Primordial Chaos!

Ancient Divine Language!

Even the Vermilion Bird Clan’s Ancient God felt the soul’s overload pain, its immense power drained all at once, arid and weak like tides of water, facing the supreme God It had to wager everything, otherwise, there would be no chance, and It would be beheaded on the spot!

Its skull shattered, scorching flames erupted from Its mouth like a volcanic eruption.

In Ancient Times, Its flames had a name resonant through history. 𝚏𝕣𝕖𝚎𝚠𝚎𝚋𝚗𝐨𝐯𝕖𝕝.𝕔𝐨𝕞

Samadhi True Fire!

The reason for releasing the Ancient Divine Language was merely to buy a little time.

It wanted to unleash its ultimate form, self-destruct on the spot.

But It wouldn’t have the chance.

Gu Jianlin sliced through the void, and the erupting Samadhi True Fire was consumed by the collapsing time-space, the trembling sound of the sword ringing like cries from the depths of Hell, like the sobs of millions of souls!

Gu Qingcheng’s gathered spirituality abruptly collapsed, and the terrifying skeletal posture was forcibly dispelled. Accompanied by a flash of scorching flames, he unexpectedly resumed his aged human appearance.

Gu Jianlin saw that face clearly.

The face he had seen countless times in the ancestral shrine.

The face he had seen in the old photos sorted from Old Gu’s relics.

Of course, it was also the face that appeared on the tombstone at Tai Bei Road Funing Garden in Peak City.

His grandfather.

Gu Qingcheng.

Crack!

Gu Qingcheng wailed in agony toward the sky as his heart was pierced by a knife.

Gu Jianlin was just a bit dazed, then mercilessly pierced the man’s chest with a knife, reminiscent of the time he violently attacked the monster impersonating his father in Black Cloud City. Now it was nothing more than a fake grandfather.

He released the knife handle, pressing the old man’s skull with both hands.

Strange black spells spread like flames; his pupils were filled with void-like mist.

Evolution Theory!

The soul within Gu Qingcheng screamed madly, the complex and profound life structure suddenly collapsed, the evolution that had already achieved the Third Law was reversed, and the spiritual gene deep within the soul collapsed and shattered!

Gu Jianlin coldly stared at this old man, forcibly destroying his evolution.

This was undoubtedly an Ancient God sent by the Vermilion Bird Clan.

An Ancient Ancestor.

An Ancient Ancestor on the verge of evolving into an Ancient Forefather.

To someone like him, possessing a supreme position, it was not worth mentioning.

But the question was, why did the Ancient God Clan of the Vermilion Bird Clan use his grandfather’s face?

Of course, he had no chance to interrogate.

Because as long as Gu Jianlin held back even slightly, this monster would explode on the spot.

For Youzhu’s safety, best for you to just die.

Crack!

The old man’s skull was twisted off on the spot, and the body suddenly turned into a translucent jade crystal, collapsing to the ground.

The battle ended.

From start to finish, it only took thirteen seconds.

Gu Jianlin felt the lock from afar and turned to look outside the courtyard.

Da Heni raised his hands in fright, indicating he was an ally.

Yuuki Yocchi was silent for a moment, glanced at the fallen ancient corpse, and then forced herself to stand up, exhaling a breath of foul air: "It’s over, let me first check on Miss Youzhu, don’t worry about anyone else."

Gu Jianlin remembered who these two were; they had once fought side by side on Penglai Fairy Island.

All members of Dusk.

Xing Yun and Ghost Eye lay on the ground; their twisted necks were slowly healing.

Jiang Ze’s exploded head was also like a retraced restoration.

Gu Jianlin turned around, coldly gazing at the cold yet beautiful woman half-kneeling before him.

Jiang Mingyan held her daughter and met his eyes, feeling a bit uncertain.

That cold gaze inexplicably made her tense.

It seemed as if this young man might behead her at any moment, taking vengeance on his mother-in-law.

In doing so, no one could oppose their marriage.

Jiang Mingyan couldn’t help but admire her daughter’s capabilities.

She had set her sights on someone good.

Insisted on pursuing the Qilin Venerable.

And really managed to chase him successfully.

The issue was, why didn’t you mention earlier that your boyfriend was the Qilin Venerable?

Silence spread, with both cold killing intent and satisfaction.

Unexpectedly, Gu Jianlin just nodded slightly and politely said, "Hello Auntie."

The killing intent was thoroughly restrained; the Mandala Flower flowing in his eyes extinguished, Jiuyin stopped resonating.

A ghostly tone.

As if visiting relatives during the holidays.

Jiang Mingyan went silent for a second, eventually standing up and handing her daughter over.

"She’s your girlfriend; take her yourself."