Gu Jianlin felt the volcano tremble, the majestic peak forged of flesh and blood seemed like it was about to explode, the enormous spirituality filled the void, surging skyward like a sea tide.

The girl in his arms seemed like a soulless puppet, her life force was rapidly waning.

The volcano was heating up abruptly, the snow melted instantly into water, rushing down like a scorching river, those massive cocoons were scalded bright red, and the yet-to-be-born ancestors roared and broke free in grotesque monster forms, then were slain by the whistling Iron Sword, blood splattering everywhere.

The Pseudo Ancestors were also severely injured, suffering a very painful price, and were unable to stop the monsters anymore.

Especially as the peak cracked open, molten lava-like blood gushed out, making the monsters even more frenzied.

The vast divine might was even contending with the power of the Heavenly Person Realm.

The rolling black clouds reflected a hideous and terrifying face, countless strands of electric light converged, like numerous ghosts opening their eyes, it was the furious true form of the Kui Bird Ancestor, looking down aloof and indifferent.

This is a God.

Gu Jianlin recalled the Haiqing Highway six months ago, when he first saw such a terrifying face, he was scared out of his mind, feeling his soul tremble, only later knowing it was an Ancient God.

"So ugly."

He whispered, "Don't look up, what you need to do now is calm your heart."

Tang Ling's mind was blank, emotions surged within her, instinctively nestling into his arms.

On the giant stone steps beneath the cliff, the Pseudo Ancestors, in their depleted state of power, obviously couldn't hold on any longer. The surging monsters came up like a sea tide, each one an ancestor-level Ancient God, with extraordinarily strong combat power. If not stopped, they could destroy a city in the real world.

One Pseudo Ancestor was soon torn in half for not retreating in time, blood spilling out.

Even if rescued by companions, they entered a near-death state.

The monsters, bathed in blood, howled violently to the sky.

Clearly, Kui was in no mood to let them go.

Gu Jianlin was in a very bad mood now, wanting to fight these monsters, but the girl in his arms obviously couldn't last that long, and they had to reach the Stairway to Immortality to survive.

Moreover, there was a more tempting opponent for him there.

Kui!

Clearly, Tang Ling had only balanced the two diametrically opposite forces within her for the moment.

Relying on Gu Jianlin's blood.

But the problem was she was still human and couldn't bear such high-level power.

This was irreversible weakening, and no medicine could heal it.

But Gu Jianlin was different, as a Supreme Level being, he wouldn't face such a life-or-death challenge.

The Stairway to Immortality, to him, was not a matter of life and death.

But a path to the ultimate.

Tang Ling suddenly pulled out a necklace from inside her collar, yanked it off, and handed it to him: "Go."

Gu Jianlin was stunned.

It was an ancient golden cross necklace, glowing with a golden hue, noble and exquisite.

"Mythical Weapon, Golden Cross, can create a dimensional passage to let you leave here." Tang Ling placed the necklace into his hand, staggeringly walked forward with the Iron Sword, the wind and snow tousling her hair.

Gu Jianlin pocketed the necklace, switched to the Divine Path, and sensed her life force.

Like falling snow, ready to melt away in the wind at any moment.

Tang Ling didn't intend for him to follow her to die, yet suddenly she was grabbed by four golden ghost hands and fell onto the boy's back, where she was steadily supported by his arms.

"You're wearing long pants, I won't touch you inappropriately, so don't struggle. You're in a really bad state and need to adjust it a bit. Tang Zijing was absolutely right, living is always a matter of oneself, no one can't live without another. He hasn't fully disappeared from this world because he left you behind."

Gu Jianlin carried her forward, the Skeleton Giant guarding the scorching steps behind him, his voice calm and icy like frozen ice: "You are his legacy. As long as you live, someone will remember him. Otherwise, all the suffering he endured will be in vain."

He glanced one last time at the spot where Tang Zijing vanished, a string of code-like text mysteriously left there.

He couldn't decipher the content but memorized it.

It was the last hint Tang Zijing left before he died, possibly connected to what he investigated.

Thank you.

He said in his heart.

For someone like Tang Zijing, who delved into darkness.

Gaining redemption in the end was probably a luxury he dared not dream of even in dreams.

Not dying by the sword of his closest kin.

But embraced by her, dissolving into the wind.

Tang Ling leaned on his shoulder, recalling the old man's final expression, which was a smile.

"But you don't need to accompany me on this journey."

She whispered.

"Do you think I'd leave you behind and run away? I'm sorry, despite all the effort, in the end, I couldn't save his life. Did I ever tell you, I'm someone who doesn't like to lose? Everyone has their setbacks, but life is meaningless if not fought to win." Gu Jianlin didn't like talking, but he had to say something now to help the girl focus.

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