Without a doubt, Miyamoto Shosuke is a Pseudo Ancestor. This special life form advantage allows them to evade the rules of the real world to a certain extent, thus giving the Ancestors their unique advantages. Strictly speaking, it is a pathological parasitic relationship, and can also be considered a method of invasion by the Ancient God Clan into the Human World.

Compared to the vast majority of Evolvers, they are more ancient and dangerous, but their drawback is instability, which might lead to a backlash from human will, resulting in unstable symptoms.

The moment Gu Jianlin stopped, a shadow coalesced in front of him.

In a mirror-like motion, the shadow thrust forward with its right hand, releasing the shriek of a thousand birds, with fierce lightning flashing in its palm, illuminating his breathtakingly beautiful face, along with a pair of demonic vertical pupils.

This was Skylark's mid-performance reaction using Qiansi Puppetry. However, when the shadow emerged, she was obviously stunned, as if looking into a mirror, seeing a face identical to hers but slightly more hardened.

What's with this guy, could he really share her bloodline?

The shadow is now also a Moon Master of Fifth Rank, advancing in sync with the original body, with the speed of Divine Speed Force greatly enhanced, accompanied by the flickering of Space Jump, almost arriving instantly.

Moreover, his Space Jump had transformed, with the effect of closing the distance between both parties!

In just an instant, Miyamoto Shosuke saw a thousand strands of lightning coming at him, especially the brilliant golden light released by the Heavenly Person Realm, even he, as a Holy Land Level, felt apprehensive.

He is a Seventh Rank Yin Jun, naturally crushing the speed of the young man in front, easily swaying to dodge.

But this time, he miscalculated.

Because the silent Space Domain suddenly enveloped the restaurant, as if it plunged into an endless Exotic Realm in an instant, with countless shattered Time Gaps spreading, like dark arcs of light, permeating, the flow of time came to an abrupt halt!

Skylark just raised a slender finger, while her delicate red lips curled into a faint hint of mockery. When it comes to Rank, she is a Ninth Rank Candle Yin God, capable of easily crushing them.

Crack!

Miyamoto Shosuke's heart was pierced, the fierce lightning scorched his chest cavity, brilliant golden threads spread over his body surface, but he couldn't utter a single scream.

This was supposed to be a crushing situation, yet Skylark felt another bout of dizziness. Her condition wasn't much better than when she was on the ship before, merely replenishing some spirituality and eating a bit of food.

With a loud boom, the Space Freeze domain collapsed, and the shadow was cut in half!

That was Miyamoto Shosuke's blade, a time-defying Iaido Slash, a single strike fell without even a whisper of wind, only a fleeting flash in the darkness, like an illusion!

Miyamoto Shosuke roared in pain, but the Dragon Horn atop his head crumbled and shattered, along with the white bone mask on his face that turned to ashes, the breath of the Heavenly Person surged into him, destroying his mind and life structure, but he was still a Seventh Rank Yin Jun, flickering like a phantom, first shattering the clone, then slashing toward the original body!

If Gu Jianlin were conscious, he would see a shattered ghost shadow flash through the dim restaurant.

At the critical moment, Gu Jianlin's breathing shifted again, the cool moonlight sweeping like a tide!

Breathing Technique·Realm of Freedom!

Within the domain, all Transcendent factors are wiped away.

The fatal strike from Miyamoto Shosuke turned into an ordinary slash, evaded by the young man turning sideways.

Even so, Gu Jianlin still had a strand of hair cut off.

"Hmm, if not for the prerequisite of not using Ancient God Transformation, this would be the end. This combat strength is quite strong, only after advancing to the Holy Land would there be more room for improvement." Skylark endured the severe pain in her mind, raised her hand to grasp the back collar of the young man, and retreated like a phantom to the long street.

An ancient rhythm of breathing emanated from the restaurant, Miyamoto Shosuke also possessed this ability.

Suddenly, the street lights on the long street exploded, the eerie ultimate Sword Qi seemed to cover the entire street, and when the cold wind emerged from the restaurant, countless sword marks appeared on the asphalt pavement!

The restaurant trembled violently as Miyamoto Shosuke charged his blade!

"This Forbidden Spell is not bad."

Skylark raised her tired and beautiful eyes, suddenly drawing the blood-red ghost knife.

On the dim long street, it was as if a God of Ancient Times descended. She seemed to have awakened her past self from the river of time, her enchanting eyes suddenly becoming sinister, reflecting a Netherworld Fruit like an abyss.

Countless Mandala Flowers bloomed in her eyes.

"Traitor!"

With just a chilling glance, space-time shattered like a mirror, and the restaurant named Qian Yu collapsed with a roar, as if torn apart by countless fierce and terrifying sword marks, with blood splattering out.

The majesty of an Ancient King appeared for just a moment and then vanished without a trace.

Skylark once again became the charming and lovely girl, manipulating the young man to embrace her tightly.

She wasn't injured, just drowsy.

If this continues, she would turn into a sleeping beauty.

She really was near her limit, clearly feeling herself in a critical recovery period, and even a very insidious enemy sneaked an attack on her, fearing non-stop pursuit to follow.

Especially with the presence of The Order of the Hidden, she remembered it being a Supreme Level method.

Like an invisible net, covering the whole world.

In less than a minute, the sound of helicopters already echoed overhead.

All the surrounding street blocks turned red, while a large number of black sedans sped over, every corner's camera panning, like countless eyes, trying to lock onto them.

The opposite street was already filled with a surge of traffic.

The bright lights illuminated the young man's silhouette and the girl's breathtaking face.

"How annoying."

Skylark murmured, pouting lightly.

Gu Jianlin's Lock of Nonexistence vibrated, entwining both their wrists tightly.

Next, they simultaneously performed Virtualization.

Like transparent ghosts, phasing into the building behind them.

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Gu Jianlin had a dream, an indescribable dream.

For in this dream, there was only Candle Dragon Venerable.

He dreamed that he was captured by the old monster and then imprisoned in a quaint room, where a stunning woman guarded him like a gentle yet dangerous big sister, feeding him daily, letting him lie on her soft, supple thighs, breathing in her Lan She-like fragrance, intoxicated in her embrace.

And he had to serve the beautiful Candle Dragon Sister daily.

Helping her knead her waist and legs, massaging her jade feet.

The two lived an idyllic life, completely absorbed in their world.

Following this plot, they should be having a baby soon.

Ghost knows what a Qilin and Candle Dragon would have together.

Well, he could also turn into a dragon.

So it would be two dragons having a dragon baby.

Too defiant of the natural order.

Notably, this dream was always shrouded by a towering Golden Tree.

Every day, Candle Dragon Sister would take him to see that tree, telling him it was the ultimate yet forbidden.

As the strongest among the Ancient Supremes, Candle Dragon Sister held the authority of time and space, sometimes leading him along quiet paths, and in an instant, they would arrive at the majestic, awe-inspiring Heavenly Stone Steps,

as if traveling from ancient times to the barbaric era, seeing people from various dynasties pass by, back to hundreds of thousands of years ago to early humans, to primates and ancient plants and animals.

There were even gigantic dinosaurs thundering past.

And at the end of time stood a Golden Tree, its shadow stretching endlessly.

Faintly, there were colossal shadows standing before the Golden Tree.

Those were five shadows, majestic as gods.

Boom!

The dream collapsed.

He abruptly awoke, as if just having had an intoxicatingly beautiful dream, too thrilling.

It was then he realized he was lying on a pink bed, somehow dressed in a black suit, looking like a butler, the Lock of Nonexistence and Soul Comforting Bell still hanging on his wrist.

Jiuyin and the Golden Crow Scabbard lay quietly beside him.

This was a hotel suite, judging by the indecent clothing hanging on the walls, it seemed to be a couple's hotel.

The lighting was so ambiguous, and there was a massive bathtub by the window.

Who am I, where am I, what am I doing.

Gu Jianlin vaguely remembered he was locked in a life-or-death battle with the Kui Bird Ancestor.

Then someone came to help him out.

The voice sounded familiar.

By the time he awoke, he was in a strange hotel.

Weird.

Just then, he suddenly noticed someone lying beside him.

Gu Jianlin silently turned his head and glanced over, seeing the girl sleeping beside him.

Hmm, it must be an illusion.

He smiled quietly, thinking he was really under too much pressure.

Trying to remain calm, he went to the bathroom, washed his face, and exhaled at his reflection in the mirror.

Returning to the bedroom, he gazed at the sleeping girl on the bed and pinched himself hard.

Hmm, not a dream.

He stepped forward, hesitated for a second, and gently lifted a single finger to poke the girl.

This person was real, and she was soft and fragrant.

A stunning sleeping face, seemingly appearing countless times in dreams, extraordinarily beautiful.

Disheveled bangs, carefully painted beauty, long curled eyelashes, a touch of crimson at the corner of her eye as vivid as blood, with delicate, small nose, lips tender as petals, and a snow-white, refined chin.

Simply the perfect creation of God.

Even someone as naturally indifferent as Gu Jianlin felt his heart skip a beat.

"Oh my God."

Gu Jianlin murmured softly, "Should I pass out immediately?"

Just then, he saw the phone in her hand with a string of messages on the screen.

"I've been on the run with you for three whole days. I need to remain unconscious for a while; the rest is up to you. Remember, there's no one worth trusting in this country, don't get caught, and don't die. If you're so useless as to be caught, I'll behead you first thing when I wake up!" The signature was two words, Skylark.

"Skylark?"

Gu Jianlin frowned, turning his head toward the unconscious girl: "Not Candle Dragon?"

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