The Ancient Gods' Whisper

Chapter 1174 - 547: Doomsday

Vermilion Bird Venerate looked up at the sky. The newly born Candle Light Divine Tree had already enveloped the sky, and its golden leaves fluttered like butterflies in the air, never falling to the ground.Like a golden sea.

This Supreme sat beneath a collapsed glacier, the scorching wings on his back retracting and dissipating. He reached out to scoop up melted ice water, bringing it to his lips as if sipping sweet wine: "Everyone has a cage that traps them, whether it's my sister, myself, or my child."

Venerable Xi He corrected, "It's my child."

Vermilion Bird Venerate was silent for a moment, then chuckled wryly: "Alright, your child, but that too is your cage. Including this world, all are things you can't let go of."

"The difference is that what you want to protect is still here; you still have a chance."

His smile was so faint: "But I don't anymore."

Indeed, Taihua's life was like the past when Ancient Supreme was born, bound by a destiny called responsibility, struggling in cages all her life, dying under the betrayal of the world, unable to let go of her foolish child, so she stayed behind.

And it was precisely because of that child that a fortuitous event killed the Candle Light Divine Tree, correcting Earth's rules and creating conditions for the birth of Ancient Supreme.

Taihua also broke through her limits due to grief and rage, becoming a new God.

Her life was already turbulent enough.

Then what had Candle Dragon Venerable experienced?

And Vermilion Bird Venerate?

Just how tragic and tumultuous must it be to achieve such a great life?

No one knows.

"You could have been his father."

Venerable Xi He whispered, "If you had been honest with him, given his character, he wouldn't hate you, he would just try his best to save his mother. Actually, his initial step into the Extraordinary World was for you and that unfortunate woman."

Vermilion Bird Venerate did not deny it, his voice calm: "To date, I have to admit, it's one of the few mistakes I've made in my long life."

He was so candid, without a bit of concealment.

Yet that was exactly what made him terrifying.

"But I have no other choice. If given another chance, I would still do the same."

He spoke earnestly: "I cannot offer him a false fatherly love. Perhaps I could try to weave a beautiful dream for him out of lies, but someday he would know."

The only thing in the world that cannot be faked is emotion.

Not even the Gods can counterfeit it.

In the burning phoenix eyes of Venerable Xi He, a hint of sorrow emerged. This is the impermanence and helplessness of the world; exceptions neither for humans nor Gods. The uncontrollable and unknowable is the essence of the Universe, and things that have happened cannot be changed, yet someone attempts to defy the heavens.

"Gu Ci'an is me, the most confused and helpless me, the part I despise the most, and my most naive aspirations. Billions of years ago, before I achieved the divine body, I also had family, a wife, and a child."

Vermilion Bird Venerate mused: "That was my first memory, like the colors first seen by a newborn opening their eyes. My wife was pure and good, innocent and carefree. She was the most beautiful girl in the tribe, loved by all. My son was smart and clever, livelier than Xiao Gu."

Venerable Xi He said calmly: "They are no longer here."

"Indeed, they died because of me."

Vermilion Bird Venerate laughed: "I detest this fate. When the apocalypse came, I embarked on my journey to save their lives. But at the end of my journey, I realized I was the source of the disaster. My wish to save them ended up being the key to triggering the apocalypse. I personally created the calamity, devouring them completely."

"How tragic, this is the life of Gu Ci'an."

"Yes."

"Regret it?"

"Of course, regret, and hatred."

"And now you want to replay this tragedy on them?"

"I said, I can't stop anymore. If I don't change, my whole life will be tormented by pain and regret. My life is endless, I can't even find the meaning and value of existence. Only this matter is meaningful to me."

"Truly pathetic."

"Yes, this is God. In the world known to mortals, a God should be omnipotent, without sadness or sorrow, easily capable of destroying the Universe and creating countless parallel worlds, emphasizing some strange internet terminology called... 'prestige'? But so-called God is merely a name, its definition only an existence you can't understand or an imagined life."

"Indeed, whether the highs and lows of life or the quality of stories have nothing to do with the strength of power. They are inherently meaningless things. Yet existence precisely needs meaning."

"During the most active period on this planet, I had two old friends, one named Zhuangzi and the other Hui Zi, their conversation was quite interesting."

"You are not a fish, so how do you know the joy of fish?"

Venerable Xi He vaguely understood what he was talking about.

Vermilion Bird Venerate smiled slightly: "You are not a God, so how do you know the pain of God?"

You are not a fish, so you don't know how happy fish are.

You are not a God, so you don't know how much pain Gods endure.

Venerable Xi He glanced at him.