As arrogant as ever.

First beat up the enemy, then disdain your teammates.

Lu Qingqing instantly reacted, drawing the dark red spear from her waist.

Mythical Weapon, Blood-colored Rose.

Unleash!

The muzzle roared abruptly, and a massive dark red energy bullet erupted with a deafening roar.

It carried the effect of the Arrow of Destruction!

Boom!

A tremendous explosion echoed, mushroom cloud surging into the sky, black smoke billowing.

This was the raw destructive power of the Overlord Path.

At the same time, Su Youzhu leapt into the air, delivering a charged slash that shattered the nebula above the firmament!

Boom!

A cascade of starlight fragments exploded, wilting like petals around her.

Beautiful.

Lu Qingqing looked up at this girl. She, too, was undeniably stunning, but in comparison, she felt utterly subdued, like cheap rouge next to exquisite porcelain.

"Huh?"

Ji Xiaoyu recognized this older sister; she'd seen her last time in the Returning Burial Forest.

Wasn't this her mentor's lover?

Pah, what mentor!

Lin Wanqiu watched this scene and found it all too familiar, recognizing instantly that this girl was none other than the Moon Princess!

"So this is an evolver? Truly beautiful," Chen Qing murmured softly.

Two hapless alchemists looked utterly smitten, only to each receive a flick to their foreheads.

"She's taken."

Lu Zijin smiled slyly, looking at the petite figure descending from the sky: "Not bad at all. All my spoiling over the years didn't go to waste!"

Clap.

Su Youzhu landed lightly, sheathed her bloodstained blade, and turned around.

The blood-red vertical pupils behind her feline mask showed no emotion.

Lu Zijin had been Old Gu's teammate back in the day. Their relationship had always been strong, so naturally, she knew this aloof and icy young beauty. She even considered herself a senior figure to her.

Even after Old Gu's incident, Su Youzhu managed to remain hidden for so long.

It was thanks in no small part to Lu Zijin's care.

But now, Lu Zijin couldn't help but find Su Youzhu's gaze peculiar: "Why are you looking at me like that?"

Su Youzhu didn't mean to stare. The side effects of the Candle Dragon Forbidden Curse were just too overwhelming. She couldn't help but see this fox spirit in a bad light as she muttered, "I'm not looking at you; I'm looking at the vixen!"

Lu Zijin: "..."

"He hasn't even held me that long. Who do you think you are?"

After saying this, Su Youzhu suddenly covered her reddened lips, visibly awkward.

The crowd fixed her with strange, knowing gazes.

So that's it.

Everyone here could see through it at a glance.

This must be Gu Jianlin's lover, stepping in to save them for the sake of her man.

"Heh, you jealous of me too?"

Lu Zijin glared: "Ungrateful brat!"

Although the Moon Princess belonged to the You Ying Group, for now, she stood aligned with their side.

As such, no one said much more.

Except Lin Wanqiu, whose gaze carried a trace of melancholy. Now she understood why that boy didn't fancy her.

"Oh no!"

She suddenly realized: "Xiao Gu!"

The boy had lured away four Fifth Ranks all by himself!

He might have the combat power of a Fourth Rank, but he was really only a Third Rank!

The Moon Princess remained silent, but her hand trembled as she gripped her blade, her knuckles turning white.

"Don't worry, trust him."

Lu Zijin said softly, "I was backed into this corner largely because of the interference of the Red King—a figure who's been dead for more than a century yet still influences the world. Truly terrifying. But remember, the dead can never triumph over the living. Xiao Gu is the student of the King of Qing."

She paused: "So, he won't lose."

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Military strategy says,

When the enemy retreats, pursue. When they halt, disrupt. When they tire, strike. When they flee, chase.

Gu Jianlin panted heavily as he trudged along the vast Divine Path, sprinting toward the depths of the ruins. Behind him, terrifying roars echoed, mingled with the hiss of sword qi and the thunderous roar of gunfire!

Bam!

A high-caliber sniper bullet whizzed past, the sheer wind slicing through his hair.

"Is this all the King of Qing's student can manage?"

The sinister voice of the Gun Ghost echoed from above: "All you know how to do is run?"

The rushing wind from the descending sword qi drowned out the taunt. A majestic streak of sword qi fell from the heavens!

Crack!

Gu Jianlin barely dodged in time, yet his back was still grazed, blood splattering out!

The intense pain made his vision blur momentarily.

The wound on his back was so deep his spine was nearly visible!

"I've heard of the infamous Chair Killer, supposedly possessing the combat prowess of a Fourth Rank. But recklessly provoking us? That's foolish. Today, just like your senior brother, you'll perish right here!" Can Jian sneered coldly, his iron sword trembling as it charged with energy.

"Offering yourselves for slaughter? Overestimating yourselves!"

Poison Scorpion cackled maniacally.

Jiang Hanyi remained silent, though her twisted, sickly expression contorted into a maddening grin. Her face flushed beet-red, like a ripened shrimp, unable to suppress the laughter rising from her throat—she laughed hysterically!

The King of Qing's student!

This was the King of Qing's student!

The thought of crushing him, trampling on his pride and dignity.

Watching him die slowly in despair, begging for mercy on his knees.

It thrilled her to no end!

"I'll take your head as a gift for the King of Qing!"

Jiang Hanyi laughed maniacally, launching wave after wave of Dark Shock.

The relentless bombardment left Gu Jianlin with no choice but to keep dodging, blood gushing from his seven orifices.

He couldn't even find a moment to restore his vitality.

Though the four Twilight Candidates were in a state of blood rage, they were far from irrational.

They even used communication devices to contact Old Master Si.

The resulting divination? Utmost auspice!

So kill!

Kill ruthlessly!

Gu Jianlin indeed appeared battered and beaten, but in many ways, this was deliberate; a feint to bait their relentless pursuit.

He had already fled nearly four kilometers.

Only one more kilometer to go.

The glorious golden light overhead grew dimmer, signaling the edge of the Heavenly Person Realm!

"Run faster!"

Old Gu cheered him on from the sidelines: "Perseverance means victory! Up ahead should be the Sacrificial Temple of Balensa City. Every Ancient God Clan city has one, built by enslaved Ancestors to glorify the Supreme's greatness and sanctity."

"When an Ancient Supreme descends upon this city, they'll sit on their throne to judge the guilty!"

He urged: "Make it to this temple for victory—use these four to complete your ritual!"

Gu Jianlin gasped for air. In front of him rose a staircase that seemed to pierce the heavens. Activating his Ghost Transformation, he surged forward, ascending the steps. Enormous eerie statues flanked the sides, bowing in worship.

As if welcoming the arrival of a god!

The oppressive force behind him intensified; the shadows of the four Twilight Candidates loomed closer and closer.

Gu Jianlin stepped onto the final stair, greeted by a colossal palace seemingly forged of gold. It stood against the cold wind, a battered glory that spanned countless eras, yet remained pristine, dazzling!

In its presence, humanity felt insignificant.

A structure of epic scale.

Majestic, towering magnificence.

An overwhelming religious mystery filled the air!

As if witnessing myth come to life, a floating Golden Statue resembling a mighty Qilin stood at the end of the temple. Its golden vertical pupils blazed intensely, swirling with primordial thunder!

The Golden Throne stood amidst heaven and earth, nearly aflame!

The final leap!

Gu Jianlin vaulted forward, breaking into the grand temple.

Then he stopped abruptly!

Bam!

Jiang Hanyi landed first. A pale ghost fire flickered on her forehead. Behind her loomed a massive, ferocious ghostly face, like a demon crawling up from Hell—monstrous and terrifying.

At the same time, frightful Qilin Horns grew from her head, bizarre Demon Runes sprawled across her body.

Scales even began to emerge.

She had evolved!

"The prey has nowhere left to run. Whoever claims this glory next, do it by your own merit."

Can Jian and Gun Ghost strolled in side by side, their eyes mocking like hunters toying with their quarry. Gun Ghost gritted his teeth: "And that damn parrot—I'm contemplating the most painful way to kill it."

"What were you thinking, running outside the Heavenly Person Realm's coverage?"

Poison Scorpion sneered: "Miss Jiang is an evolver."

Jiang Hanyi grinned brutally as she stepped forward: "Run! Why aren't you running anymore?"

Miss Jiang.

A descendant of the Jiang Family?

Gu Jianlin turned around. Though covered in blood, his expression remained calm.

"My apologies,"

he said softly, "I… I'm home."

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