The man laughed.
His laughter was not one of joy, but rather carried a trace of forlorn relief, as if he had been freed from an eternal nightmare: "Qing and Chi didn't misjudge you. Since you've made up your mind, then go ahead and do it."
His hoarse voice grew increasingly faint, and his apparition became more transparent.
Since ascending to the Holy Land, Gu Jianlin's profile had gained the ability to pierce through the past and future. The man before him was just a remnant soul left by a once Supreme, existing based on the Alchemy Matrix.
Similar to the consciousness upload humans are now attempting to conquer.
Unexpectedly, the world of the Ancient God Clan had long had the answers.
The power left by Wang had been almost entirely consumed, most of it used on the battlefield at Gangrenboqi Peak, and what remained was like a flickering candle in the wind, ready to be extinguished at any moment.
