Tianji finally felt the oppression from race and rank.

Despair so suffocating.

Under the deep pressure like the sea, he felt his heart was being clenched, seemingly ready to explode at any moment, and even his firm, rock-solid spirit showed signs of wavering. In a trance, he felt like a giant from the Ancient Times, capable of destroying heaven and earth with a mere gesture, roaring up at the sky, transforming into a dragon.

He felt a longing within.

The drop of golden Ancient God’s Blood was so tempting, its rich metallic scent intoxicating.

It seemed that accepting the Ancient God’s Blood and becoming a Divine Servant wasn’t impossible.

At least he could cast off the identity of a human and join the Divine Race.

After all, the young man before him was a true Supreme!

The gap between a Supreme and a mortal remains a mystery to this day. He clearly had the rank advantage, yet he could not gain any benefit, even in a three-against-one situation he was at an absolute disadvantage.

The opponent hadn’t even gotten serious.

The Judgement Court, when faced with a true Ancient Supreme, had very low chances of winning.

The task given to the Saints was to hold back the Qilin at all costs, dragging on until the vice president reawakens.

But that didn’t mean they had to sacrifice their lives.

Especially since no one told them that the opponent in this battle was a true Ancient Supreme!

"Long live my king... long, long live!"

With a bang, Tianshu and Ye Dao finally couldn’t withstand that unparalleled pressure, bowing their proud heads and driving them into the cemetery soil just before they were about to collapse.

Two drops of golden Ancient God’s Blood fell on their foreheads, assimilating as if alive.

An overwhelming illusion descended upon them again, their bodies trembled violently, signs of decay and collapse were finally reversed, bathing them in golden brilliance, iron-hard scales erupted, and fearsome, intimidating Qilin Horns sprouted on their heads, their shadows behind struggling like a giant beast from the Ancient Times.

As if being destroyed, yet reborn anew.

Gu Jianlin glanced expressionlessly, unsurprisingly, after Divine Servants obtained his Ancient God’s Blood, they naturally received his blessing, the miracle of the Third Law also manifested upon them.

In theory, Heavenly Persons shouldn’t be able to withstand the Ancient God’s Blood.

Nor should they be polluted.

Unfortunately, Gu Jianlin wasn’t an Ancient Supreme in the ordinary sense anymore.

After acquiring the Ancient God’s Blood, Tianshu and Ye Dao broke free from the shackles of rules, not only did their life level evolve, but they could wield the powers of two Supreme Laws, the power of the Sun and Taiyin without conflict.

They felt their unrivaled power within, and looked up at the youth’s slightly wet shoe.

Once upon a time, that young man was just an outstanding junior in their eyes, no matter how gifted he was, he needed time to grow and posed no threat to the competition for the Order World orthodoxy.

Now, less than a year later, facing this youth again, they have no choice but to bow.

Faced with the Supreme, alas their eyes were blind.

Saw nothing.

"What about you?"

Gu Jianlin glanced at the man kneeling before him.

Tianji had no choice, he sensed the lethal intent from behind.

Whether it was Ye Dao or Tianshu, once weaker than him, now after absorbing the Ancient God’s Blood, they regained life and received a monumental boost, their combat power soaring upwards.

He couldn’t win one-on-one, let alone two-on-one.

At this moment, his phone rang, slipping from his coat pocket onto the ground.

Caller ID, Rhein!

Indeed, the Judgement Court’s strategy was correct, even if Rhein failed to fuse with the Third Law, he could awaken from his severely wounded coma, if he found another high-level Priest, his combat power could quickly be restored.

The Saints indeed delayed to the moment of his awakening.

Gu Jianlin leaned down to pick up the phone, without any worry about this man before him intervening or ambushing.

"Tianji."

Rhein’s weak voice echoed on the line: "Report the battle status."

Gu Jianlin bluntly replied: "It’s me."

The call fell into an eerie silence.

"Disappointed?"

Gu Jianlin, amidst the rain, spoke softly.

After a long while, Rhein articulated: "Are Tianji and the others dead?" 𝑓𝘳𝑒𝑒𝓌𝘦𝘣𝘯ℴ𝑣𝘦𝑙.𝘤𝑜𝑚

Gu Jianlin pondered: "For you, perhaps worse than dead."

Rhein fell into silence again, their dominance of this world lasted only a few months, unexpectedly met with earth-shattering upheaval, watched as the tall building rose, watched as it crumbled.

Upon reflection, everything was due to their misjudgment of the opponent.

No wonder, the Tai Hua President showed no concern about the future of the Order World before she died.

Because she left a legacy behind.

The strongest legacy.

"Find an opportunity for a showdown, my Seventh Rank against your Ninth Rank."

Gu Jianlin spoke expressionlessly: "Or, you can flee."

With those words, he hung up, tossed the phone into the rain pool.

From the start till the end, Tianji made no move.

Gu Jianlin had already foreseen his choice, glancing back one last time at the tomb wavering in the storm, he turned away without reluctance and headed down the mountain, countless red dots piercing the darkness falling on him, helicopters buzzing overhead, snow-white lights illuminating his solitary figure.

The clash of firearms, the roar of swords, and the tremor of elements.