After Gu Jianlin let the Qilin Wedge go far away, the silent and desolate world began to tremble, and the alchemy matrix that had been dormant for millions of years finally awakened, illuminating the iron coffin suspended in midair, the patterns on the coffin symbolizing the cycle of life and death.

This was the alchemy matrix left behind by the Qilin Venerable.

Its scale is unparalleled in the world.

Boom.

The dimensions of the Qilin Immortal Palace trembled violently, and the black iron coffin suspended in the air also thundered, deep and dark voids emerged from the nothingness, swallowing everything like a monster ready to devour.

On the divine path of this dead city, the dead shrouded in corpse clothes emerged from the darkness, singing bloodthirsty hymns, their silhouettes twisted and terrifying like demons, stepping into the dark voids, marching onto battlefields long lost!

The scene was nothing short of stunning.

Gu Jianlin sat alone at the top of the pyramid, overlooking the awakening of this dead city, eyes confused.

Since advancing to the Holy Land Level, his mind had undergone transformation and sublimation, naturally grasping many secrets and knowledge of the Ancient God Clan, instantly recognizing how brutal the world had once been punished, otherwise it would not appear so desolate.

The god the Qilin Clan worships harbors no pity and compassion for its people, only unending wrath and hatred. Even after countless years of repentance, the sad race failed to earn the god’s forgiveness.

Millions of years ago, what exactly happened when the Black Supreme was born, no one knows.

Throughout the entire Qilin Immortal Palace, every layer is inextricably linked to the word sinner.

The first layer, Balensa City, means the City of Sin.

The Supreme sacrificed countless sinners of the Qilin Clan and ultimately created the Sea of Eternal Life.

The second layer, Divine Ruins, is a reflection of the Qilin Mother Star from millions of years ago, where sinners repeat the cycle of death and reincarnation.

The Supreme established a mysterious altar with supreme authority, nurturing the Eternal Fruit that can reverse death, and even the Colorless Jade, symbolizing the embryonic form of the Third Power, containing the essence of Evolution Theory.

The third layer is undoubtedly an enormous tomb.

Not only of the Qilin Venerable but also of the sinners.

The Qilin Venerable trapped them here; rather than imprisoning, it seemed more like burying together.

No, it’s not accurate.

The Qilin Venerable had anticipated everything. The cooperation between the Supreme and the teacher went far beyond this.

After the Candle Light Divine Tree disappeared in the tomb on the third layer, the dormant alchemy matrix would awaken, releasing these monsters trapped for millions of years, unleashing endless brutality and wrath!

"So, that’s how it is."

Gu Jianlin murmured softly.

The Candle Light Divine Tree vanished like smoke into the boundless sky, the golden ocean-like crown disappeared, the towering trunk in the world collapsed, and the ancient roots spanning the world decayed and crumbled.

The vines entwined on the Divine Tree receded like tides, the Ghostly Glowing Lotus scattered.

This was because the Vermilion Bird Venerate had completely controlled the Candle Light Divine Tree.

Millions of years ago, the Qiongqi Venerable might have been the only one practicing the Third Law God, so he could control the supreme Candle Light Divine Tree, fusing it with the power of the Ghostly Glowing Lotus, with one foot stepping into the ultimate Evolution Path.

Unfortunately, the Qiongqi Venerable’s plan failed and was exploited by the subconsciousness of the Candle Light God.

From then on, the Qilin Venerable became the second Ancient Supreme to control the Candle Light Divine Tree. 𝒇𝒓𝒆𝒆𝙬𝒆𝒃𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝙡.𝒄𝓸𝒎

That’s why the Candle Light Divine Tree appeared in the Qilin Immortal Palace!

Now, the third Ancient Supreme capable of controlling the Candle Light Divine Tree has emerged.

Vermilion Bird Venerate!

At the world’s end, the wind blew faintly, the black robe swayed in the wind, and the ink-dyed long hair fluttered.

"After all, it was taken away."

Someone sat at the pinnacle of the pyramid, speaking softly.

At that moment, Gu Jianlin’s deep eyes suddenly brightened, like a torch thrown into an ancient well.

A giant panic exploded in his heart.

He didn’t move or dare to look back.

Because he recognized that familiar voice.

It appeared countless times in his visions.

"Qilin Venerable?"

Gu Jianlin remained silent for a long time, uttering one word at a time.

The person with his back to him didn’t turn, speaking indifferently: "That’s you, not me."

They seemed like travelers meeting in a scenic spot, talking calmly back-to-back, looking at the world’s scenery.

Gu Jianlin roughly understood his meaning because the Qilin’s power had been bestowed upon him.

The current Qilin Venerable is him, no one else.

"Why?"

Gu Jianlin finally voiced his inner confusion: "Why me?"

The man with his back to him overlooked the old scenery of the world, laughed: "Because you are like me; life that shouldn’t exist. Incidentally, the universe’s essence is chaotic, whether Ancestor Star or Earth, there’s no logic. For this reason, I was born, and so were you."

Gu Jianlin had long known his existence was quite special.

He doesn’t consider himself an Ancient God, nor a human.

"Is this why I can bear your power... the reason?"

He cast down his eyes: "What exactly has happened to me?"

The man’s voice mocked: "According to Qing and Chi’s wishes, I can’t tell you."

Gu Jianlin was taken aback.

"It’s part of the deal."

The man shook his head: "Otherwise, your teacher wouldn’t have fought hard against my brother."

Fight hard.

Gu Jianlin instinctively clenched his palm, ready to rise.