The indifferent gaze of the Ghost Car Ancestor finally broke, like a pebble dropping into a tranquil lake, ripples spreading layer by layer, seemingly reflecting that tragic war from billions of years ago.
Of course, it recognized that gesture, fear from the depths of memory spreading like a tide, as if returning to the Ancient Battlefield billions of years ago, reliving the fear under the dominance of the Blood-colored Supreme. It didn't even know what exactly happened at the time, only remembering doing nothing and being forced into a long sleep.
A long sleep of one hundred thousand years.
It had to take risks. Raising its right hand in the darkness, it clenched tightly, and a Golden Core shattered with a boom!
This was its advantage.
The advantage of Rank.
Brilliant starlight flickered, and Gu Jianlin collapsed like a weathered sculpture into a heap of dust.
This was the ability mastered by the Heavenly Master Path at the Seventh Rank, called Ghost Star.
