The trembling sound of the Ancestor Star was like the wailing of a desperate person on the brink of death. The Golden Divine Tree that reached to the sky cracked under the tremors, flowing with molten lava-like sap, which was its blood.

The Heavenly Person’s Wedge shone like the Sun over the earth, penetrating the void’s mist.

The power from the Third Law was slowly being evaporated!

The ancient tree roared with a rumble, seemingly exerting all its might to welcome the arrival of the Wedge.

Skylark knew this was a sign of the imminent death of the Candle Light Divine Tree, and the instigator of it all was that young man she had once used, whose sorrow and anger were consuming the entire world.

Much like the Qilin Venerable of the past.

"Truly pathetic," she said.

There was no fluctuation in the woman’s eyes, for this was the outcome she had been waiting for all along. She never told anyone that back in the Qilin Immortal Palace’s first layer on the Stairway to Immortality, the target of the Vermilion Bird Venerate’s sneak attack was not her, but the young man beside her.

At that time, she realized that Gu Jianlin’s existence was extraordinary to the Vermilion Bird Clan, but she never expected the final outcome would be so ridiculous, only saying that fate toys with people.

The reason for nurturing him in Tokyo was also to use him as a weapon.

Even then, she didn’t know how he came to be.

It was a relationship born from deception and manipulation, certainly not genuine.

And naturally, it didn’t affect her.

But when Skylark walked into the room the boy had prepared for her, her heart, long undisturbed, rippled slightly, and thinking back, it wasn’t because she was moved, but because of a tinge of guilt.

After all, he was just a seventeen-year-old boy, who hadn’t done anything wrong, wasn’t annoying, even after you used and deceived him, he wouldn’t accuse you of even a word, he’d just look at you with a lonely and stubborn gaze.

That gaze made one inexplicably irritable and guilty.

So, she left behind that room and that stupid cat.

Not because she cherished him, just didn’t want to trample over his intentions.

But that was all.

Skylark once gave him a chance, but he refused.

As the Vermilion Bird Venerate said, I admit you are my child, and I don’t deny the past between us, but after I regained my memory, you are no longer important to me.

Then she lifted her pale right hand, an ancient broken blade appeared out of thin air.

Candle Dragon Wedge!

Boom!

One slash!

Bai Ze Venerable was beheaded by the fleeting light of the blade, disappearing like a mirage.

Skylark’s slash wasn’t intended to kill Him, but to severely injure Him.

To prevent Him from causing further trouble.

"The Candle Light Divine Tree will surely retaliate madly next, and my brother may also use some forbidden means. But as long as the Heavenly Person’s Wedge cannot merge with the Candle Light Divine Tree, the Primordial can never return to its complete form. The so-called Wedge is the heart of the Primordial."

Bai Ze Venerable reappeared on the towering bronze pillar, drawing out of the void a bronze sword transparent as jade, his handsome appearance suddenly turned monstrous and stern, his voice low and metallic: "That boy’s power is still not enough, the power of the Third Law is not dense enough, I need to stop the Wedge from descending."

He paused: "Of course, someone has to dig out its roots underground."

You Ying’s calculation was quite shrewd. If Zhu Zhao’s descent could be prevented, that would be best, and with the death of Qilin Venerable, no one would come mess things up again.

There might even be hope to revive You Ying, with Qilin as the sacrifice.

Although their positions were aligned, it was only temporary.

After all, they were all accomplices in Taihua’s demise.

And all were Gu Jianlin’s enemies.

Now his rage was about to consume this world; no one could escape.

Unless he died!

Skylark raised her enchanting eyes and glanced at Him, suddenly remembering the ancient turtle shell he’d inadvertently buried: "That thing is..."

Xuanming Venerable!

The ground of the Ancestor Star shook violently, and the dilapidated ancient city tottered on the brink of collapse.

Bai Ze Venerable soared skyward, spreading wings as white as frost and snow, ascending to the heavens!

Facing the Heavenly Person’s Wedge!

Only Skylark stood at the edge of the ancient city, gazing toward the distant Candle Light Divine Tree. As she closed her eyes, a dragon roar tore through the heavens and earth, like thunder!

At least half of the Vermilion Bird Totem spreading across the Candle Light Divine Tree was annihilated in an instant, replaced by an ancient majestic Candle Dragon, its eyes filled with swirling thunder and lightning!

After years of plotting, Skylark had finally seized the opportunity to usurp the Candle Light Divine Tree!

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Gu Jianlin felt like he was having a long dream, with everyone he had encountered in his life in it, including Grandmaster, his teacher, his senior brothers, his teammates, and, of course, those beautiful maidens, be it Moon Princess, Thunder, or those adorable little girls.

In that dream, it seemed like it was after the disaster, the apocalypse hadn’t descended, everyone was safe and sound, returning to their respective lives, enjoying the rare peace and joy.

And yet he wandered through the streets and alleys like an invisible lonely soul.

Watching people busy or engrossed in amusement, smiling silently.

Occasionally, a familiar cold laugh echoed, as if someone whispered in his ear.

He turned around, only to find the street empty.

After a moment of silence, he turned and went back home.