Chapter 1172: Chapter 546: Rebirth
After a long, deep kiss, Gu Jianlin found himself in another world. He stood on the soft snow, in a barbaric tribe where the wind and snow howled, towering stone statues stood on the cliffs, wearing deep red tattered robes, as if guarding the ancient palace behind them.
This place finally overlapped with the world he had once profiled.
This is the world where the Candle Dragon Venerable was born.
This woman distorted time and space with supreme authority, ultimately choosing her former homeland as the battlefield, burying all the entanglements and grievances here.
The girl still embraced his neck like a lover in love, no longer the dignified and stern deity. Her makeup was as charming yet pure as begonia, with a touch of red at the corner of her eyes, bright as blood, and a tear mole that was captivating, while ink-like Chang’an scattered in the wind.
Her skin was icy jade, her soft and graceful body pressed against him, exuding a faint scent of Lan She, seemingly drifting from the front of her blouse, refreshing and enchanting.
The black slip dress fluttered in the wind, rustling loudly.
Finally, the Candle Dragon Venerable returned to her form as Skylark.
This was also her original form.
Sadly, despite the scene being so beautiful, her eyes held not a trace of affection, only a deeply ingrained killing intent and cruelty, shocking to the eyes.
Gu Jianlin released her, stumbling back a few paces, and fell sitting on the snow.
Golden blood flowed out, igniting the snow.
The Candle Dragon Venerable now held a fresh, beating heart in her hand, gently savoring the kiss from a moment ago, but when taking action, she was ruthless, striking directly at the vital point.
The cat stood on her shoulder, nuzzling her soft long hair.
Gu Jianlin clutched his empty chest cavity, calmly saying, "So this is what it feels like to have your heart ripped out. I was wondering from whom Senior Brother learned that move."
Earlier, they used the power of space-time from the Ghost Slayer Path.
What they were fighting for was control over time and space.
This level of battle naturally felt like thunder in silence, and within the domain of space freeze, only the victor could move freely, while the weaker side had no choice but to be slaughtered.
This was what the Candle Dragon Venerable excelled at.
Even those with the same source of power, the same rank, couldn’t compete with her.
The Candle Dragon Venerable casually crushed the heart in her hand, smiling coldly, "With the power of the Three Supremes, you shouldn’t collapse from such injuries, right?"
Vermilion flames burst from Gu Jianlin’s chest, and the terrifying blood hole healed as if new.
"Now it might be the power of the Four Supremes."
He said softly, "I still don’t know how to use Grandmaster’s power."
Earlier, Taihua’s infusion seemed to have left their power behind.
The Candle Dragon Venerable looked coldly at her opponent this time. Besides not reaching peak condition, this was already the most powerful Qilin Venerable, not only devouring all the powers of Zhu Zhao’s line but also surpassing his own limits. No one could determine his strength.
Even the reflection behind Gu Jianlin trembled and twisted like a demon, as if about to split into a new shadow, gathering into the Power of Xi He, but not yet conceived.
Time and space fell into a quagmire-like silence again, with endless snowflakes suspended in mid-air, howling wind sounds suddenly stopped, only the broken time-space gaps flowed open.
A bizarre blood-red illusion suddenly appeared behind her.
Candle Dragon split!
The dazzling blade light shimmered, reflecting the red at her eye corner, resembling her to the extreme.
Unfortunately, such a sharp strike seemed excruciatingly slow to the Candle Dragon Venerable. She simply extended her white right hand and casually grabbed the whistling blade light, which lost its momentum upon touching her palm, going soft and weak!
She glanced upwards again, the elemental turbulence lingering in the air disappeared with a roar.
The Vermilion Bird avatar retreated abruptly, almost swallowed by the exploded elemental turbulence.
The first round of exchange ended.
Gu Jianlin seemed to understand something: "Is this the power of Candle Yin God?"
"Instantaneous life and death."
The Candle Dragon Venerable nodded, "I stretched time and space infinitely."
The woman raised her palm, Jiuyin was so close yet couldn’t cut her.
An invisible distance, yet infinitely long.
Gu Jianlin also felt the shadow’s slash eternal, never able to reach her.
Just like the tree shadow on the lake, the water and leaves seem together, yet never close.
"Of course, it can also be infinitely brought closer."
In an instant, the Candle Dragon Venerable seized Jiuyin, wiped out the seductive illusion with a reverse hand.
Fast!
Unimaginably fast.
Seizing the knife and slashing in one breath, like a breeze passing, silent and still.
Even the shadow in the sky was torn apart in an instant, the blood-red blade light pierced through the snowstorm.
Yet, it seemed as if the Candle Dragon Venerable hadn’t even moved, playing with the seductive ghost knife, the blood-red blade reflecting her stunning visage, dense murderous aura erupting like a volcano.
In a second, both of Gu Jianlin’s shadows were completely destroyed.
"Last time in the Divine Ruins, you won."
She said softly, "This time, show me your abilities."
Lastly, a blood-red blade light whistled towards him, slicing his body in half!
This time it was the main body!
Without any evasive action, Gu Jianlin calmly accepted the blade light’s tear. His body was split into two, yet no blood gushed out, only pale ghost fire.
