Absolute silence suddenly descended, only ethereal singing seemed to come from the distant end of time, someone softly humming in the silence, yet like a heavenly punishment, majestic and furious, secretly concealing the origin and demise of the universe, karma, and rules!

Boom!

The karma of this world was suddenly overturned, and time and space roared and twisted, as if wanting to return to the origin!

The Vermilion Bird Venerate spread its wings to fly, its wings covering the sky and the sun, roaring with might!

The Reincarnation Nirvana World is His authority.

It's unknown what effect His true body would achieve.

At least for now, the Vermilion Bird Venerate was trapped in a situation of one against two!

His noble and magnificent mythical body crumbled in decay, disintegrating like burning dust, with terrifying light and heat collapsing in a roar like an extinguished sun, on the brink of falling.

Not only that!

Even the time and space He was in twisted like a vortex, mercilessly shredding the sky-covering wings, devouring the splendid burning phoenix feathers, even the phoenix cry piercing through heaven and earth was drowned.

His very existence was about to be forcibly erased!

This was the killing intent of the Qilin Venerable!

Also the dominance of the Candle Dragon Venerable!

The Vermilion Bird soared to the sky, and at the moment of imminent collapse, it cried out to the heavens!

The world seemed to burn in an instant, and in the blazing flames, countless vermillion phoenix feathers were reflected, breeding numerous vague souls, flapping their wings to soar to the high heavens as if to be reborn in fire!

Nirvana!

This was the Ancient Divine Language of the Vermilion Bird Venerate!

The crimson phoenix sings, with that lofty, with phoenix tree rising, with that morning sun.

The crimson phoenix's body covers with fire, never extinguishing in its lifetime!

Only to see His crumbling mythical body recondense, and the forcibly erased karma rewinded!

Nirvana Rebirth!

For a moment, the Qilin's golden vertical pupils suddenly burned.

Boom!

The Qilin Venerable suddenly stepped forth, raising both hands to make a tearing motion!

Accompanied by the Vermilion Bird's angry cry, the sky-covering wings were forcibly torn off, and the burning red blood poured down like rain, falling on the collapsing highway, igniting terrifying Divine Fire!

Crack!

The void shattered like a fragile mirror.

The Candle Dragon Venerable flicked his fingers, and the time and space of the entire world concentrated at a point and collapsed, shattering!

Even though the Vermilion Bird was reborn in Nirvana, it was unable to resist the combined attack of two Ancient Supremes, and the time and space He was in suddenly collapsed and cracked, His mythical body also shattered, crumbling into the void!

The world resounded with the sound of collapse.

The Vermilion Bird, burning with Divine Fire, finally shattered, decaying and dissipating like a thousand-year-old weathered corpse, the bursting light shards fell like meteor rain, ultimately swallowed by the endless abyss.

There was no doubt that the Vermilion Bird, facing the joint force of the Candle Dragon and Qilin, collapsed on the spot!

The reflection of an Ancient Supreme was buried in darkness.

Only the black God and the blood-colored God stood high above the heavens.

Epic majesty.

Mythical grandeur.

Even if it was not the true bodies personally present, just relying on authority to create a Destiny Reflection, they possessed world-destroying might, clearly a revival of ancient mythology, a world-shattering battle between gods!

The Reincarnation Nirvana World, falling towards the abyss!

Gu Jianlin held the girl in his arms, silently feeling the terrifying momentum of world destruction, his eyes calm.

This is the power of the Ancient Supreme.

The tip of the iceberg of power.

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As the medium of the Vermilion Bird Venerate, Xu Fu was already on the brink of death.

In fact, he was originally a dying man.

The Ancient Divine Language of the three Ancient Supremes almost all applied to him alone; the reason he hadn't turned to dust on the spot was that the gods intentionally kept him alive as a battlefield.

It was equivalent to the three Ancient Supremes taking turns bombarding him, yet not letting him die.

This was even more excessive than the three consecutive captures back then!

Truly unbearably humiliating, at this moment he even resented his rank being so high, otherwise, even if the three Supremes joined forces to extend his life, he would still choose to turn into ashes on the spot, dying to express his will!

After the sky-covering Vermilion Bird dissipated, the resounding phoenix cry returned to silence.

This aged elder also appeared on the highway, his body illusory, indistinct.

Ready to vanish at any moment.

However, at the last moment of life, he completely regained the dignity and consciousness of being human.

He knew how great the sins he had committed were, so he wanted to do something for humanity in his final moments.

At the very least, he had to send the two children away!

"It's easy to invite a god, but hard to send them away."

Xu Fu staggered forward, raising his withered right hand as the remnants of his spirituality surged, attempting to give a final command to this broken world using his residual control over the Reincarnation Authority.

For a moment, Gu Jianlin, holding the girl in his arms, felt the waves around him.

As if he was about to leave this world.

Suddenly, a silent stillness descended.

Xu Fu suddenly found himself unable to move, including his thoughts which fell into a pit of despair, a feeling terrifyingly familiar, belonging to the authority held only by Candle Dragon Venerable!

Only one thought remained in his mind.

It's over!

With a loud bang!

The old man was swallowed by the twisted space-time, vanishing without a trace!

Gu Jianlin's eyes were filled with terror as he felt a horrifying pressure descending from the sky, his blood ran cold.

He could only hold the girl tightly in his arms, forcing himself to look up.

Above the sky, someone cast a fleeting glance.

In an instant, the sound of footsteps echoed faintly through the mist.

On the verge of collapse, a highway endured the wind as an extraordinarily beautiful girl with long, ink-black hair and a red umbrella walked gracefully, her red dress delicate like a veil, her bare feet unstained by the rain pools beneath.

The rain pools rippled, reflecting an enchanting and graceful curve, causing one's blood to surge.

"Qilin."

An ethereal and clear voice, both gentle as a girl's and filled with arrogant dominance over the world.

Gu Jianlin was startled and alarmed, silently holding the girl tighter, rigidly turning his head.

This was his closest encounter with a god.

He also saw the most unforgettable beauty of his life.

The stunning girl with dragon horns bent down to look at him, her ink-dyed black hair slightly damp in the mist and rain, sticking to her snowy, delicate cheeks, half-hiding her enchanting seductive gaze, a trace of crimson like blood at the corner of her eye.

Those blood-red eyes, with an alluring tear mole at the corner.

Especially those eyes, distant and ethereal, yet vaguely mocking.

No other girl in this world could compare to her in beauty; with every step, enchanting Mandala flowers bloomed, the grace and beauty in her movements enough to capture all beings.

She seemed to exist only in a mythical fairyland.

Under the vast starry sky, where auroras shine in splendor, amidst swinging winds and rain.

Of course, not just beauty.

But also a terrifying sense of oppression that toppled the heavens and earth.

"No… little Qilin."

Candle Dragon Venerable smiled slightly, her soft breath close enough to touch: "You swallowed my Dragon Bone, quite bold."

A strong scent, akin to Lan She, lingered faintly in the wind.

Along with a sense of bloody wind and rain.

Boom!

Gu Jianlin felt his mental will collapse, in front of him only her beauty that could overthrow nations, and an ancient dragon rising to the sky fiercely, as if seeing the overwhelming Nether River, shattered Sky Dome, and bloody winds and rain.

The girl in his arms had vanished too.

Only he remained, standing bewildered in the midst of the Nether River.

A tingle ran up his spine to the base of his skull.

It seemed like fate played another huge joke on him.

He had avoided this old monster for so long, not expecting to be caught like a turtle in a jar here.

Moreover, this old monster seemed to have seen through his mystery.

A single call of "little Qilin" scared him out of his wits.

Obviously, it was just a Destiny Reflection created by the Reincarnation Authority, how could it be so powerful!

"Candle Dragon Venerable…"

His throat rolled, his voice hoarse.

"Candle Dragon?"

Candle Dragon Venerable gently held an umbrella for him, her bewitching gaze glancing towards him, her vermillion lips curving into a slight arc, seemingly mocking as she said: "Didn't I help you settle the Vermilion Bird, shouldn't you call me good sister?"

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