The sky above the Central Spirit Core Institute was already shrouded in a terrifying shadow. The tumbling clouds seemed like a mother nest harboring disaster, with fierce lightning tearing through the darkness like blades, as time and space gradually fractured and collapsed. In the primal darkness of the universe, faint remnants sternly loomed, accompanied by the soaring dragon roar.

Moreover, the violent Elemental Turbulence gathered like a storm, trying to engulf the blood-red Ancient Dragon.

This was a divine battle.

The Candle Dragon and Nine-headed Bird clashed and fought, plummeting towards the sea, raising giant waves like thousands of raging torrents. They sped through the city center with almost invisible speeds, causing skyscrapers to collapse with a thunderous roar.

The surging dust storm overwhelmed the shattered streets like a sea tide.

"How terrifying."

Liu Li sat in the wheelchair, weakly gazing at the city reminiscent of the apocalypse.

Surely this wasn’t Taihua’s traditional expertise. For this member of the Shadow Department, No.5, indeed had poor health, requiring a wheelchair every time she went out, with fluid still being administered on her hand.

"He’s making history."

Su Youxia softly said, "In history, no one who encountered that secret has survived. Even as strong as the President, he was ultimately calculated to death. I wonder... will he repeat the same fate."

Jiang Ziyue glanced at this woman; she seemed expressionless and rather composed, yet she was almost breaking the handles of her wheelchair, shaking her head saying, "Why, are you concerned about Zero?"

Su Youxia glared at him: "What nonsense are you talking about? I’m only worried about my sister."

After all, Youzhu liked that big boy so much. If anything were to happen, it might end up as a double tragedy.

Jiang Ziyue looked up at the sky, shaking his head saying, "So this is the gap between the Ancient God Clan and humanity. Their Primordial Return is astonishingly grand. From ancient times, only those nurtured by the Order’s orthodox lineage can compare. But if it continues like this, Zero will undoubtedly lose."

This was obvious to anyone with clear vision.

Unless the Candle Dragon could instantly kill the Nine-headed Bird, prolonged conflict would certainly lead to defeat.

This was the gap in rank.

Perhaps Gu Jianlin could temporarily gain the upper hand with the prestige of Supreme and the profoundness of the Third Law.

But this isn’t a lasting strategy; there will always be a moment when he can’t hold on.

"Thus, he must ascend to the Holy Land."

After brief contemplation, Liu Li said calmly, "Based on my understanding of Order, if Platinum and Rhein don’t come forth, then Gold and Silver will inevitably be restrained by Qing and Chi. The Dusk members will hold back the Divine General Series. As for the Saints of the Judgement Court, including the Minister Level’s combat strength, we’ll have to rely on Miss Lei Ting."

With no need for any electronic device, her mind constructed a map of Magic City.

The Dawn Combat Sequence fleet will reach the shore in approximately twenty minutes.

"Time is very tight, the preparation for the Holy Land Level Alchemy Matrix is extremely cumbersome, and currently there’s no capacity for it. We must seek help from the Cheng Family, and I need to hack into the Deep Space Computer. Moreover, the advancement to the Holy Land requires a special divine place, and here happens to be the real world, theoretically making the ceremony impossible."

Liu Li looked up towards the devastated city, softly saying, "This is impossible."

Both Jiang Ziyue and Su Youxia were stunned; if it was impossible, wouldn’t Zero be doomed?

"But that’s for humans."

Liu Li suddenly said, "Gu Jianlin isn’t human."

Indeed, Gu Jianlin couldn’t possibly be human.

No one knows to date whether Gu Jianlin evolved from the Ancient God side or the human side.

"In other words, Zero can ascend in the manner of the Ancient God Clan!"

Jiang Ziyue realized, his fox-like eyes widened, "That guy left the Shadow outside perhaps as a contingency. Opening a second battlefield, bridging the gap in rank."

Su Youxia’s eyes flickered, a piece of history flashing in her mind: "In Ancient Times, Qilin Venerable once completed a bloody ritual in the real world, but that was a living sacrifice, judging the Sinners."

Liu Li’s pale face showed no expression; she softly said: "Otherwise, what do you think Zero was doing by spreading the Ancient God’s Blood? In his eyes, the Order World is full of Sinners."

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"My heavens."

Old Master Si, leaning on his cane, almost knelt on the mountain path as he felt the might of a God from Ancient Times, akin to Heavenly Might for a Divine Servant like him.

"Old man, don’t tell me that’s Brother Lin."

Cheng Youyu shivered, his teeth chattering: "How did he become Sky Splitting?"

Old Master Si replied irritably: "When have you ever seen a dark red Sky Splitting? Fans’ works?"

No one expected today’s unfolding: the initial lurking and tomb-robbing plan transformed into a divine battle, with the stern Ancient Dragon and the ferocious Nine-headed Bird battling within Inner Magic City, as if returning to a mythological era.

Even the interim Judgement Court members felt uneasy, pale-faced.

On the mountain path, the sound of footsteps echoed, staggered and unsteady.

"Who goes there?"

Old Master Si turned cautiously, instinctively grasping the coin in his sleeve.

Cheng Youyu looked back stunned: "Grand...Grandpa? Damn it, Grandpa, you’re losing blood!"

In the dark woods, Professor Cheng stumbled out, clutching his bleeding chest. He was the old Family Head of the Cheng Family, having been eighth-rank Fu Gu a century ago, with formidable self-healing ability. He shouldn’t be this weak, yet his current condition seemed extremely dire, almost decrepit.