Silence descended, and the aged voice vanished without a trace.
Gu Jianlin's thoughts swirled like a storm, meticulously savoring the old man's final words.
Transplantation!
He first heard this term mentioned by the mysterious man in the Destiny Mud Tablet, though he didn't understand its meaning at the time.
Later, when he heard about the so-called Transplantation Plan, he began to harbor suspicions.
Now, he understood.
The so-called transplantation was essentially the process of grafting the spiritual genes of the Ancient God Clan onto human bodies.
This was Qilin Venerable's expertise—or rather, the so-called pseudo ancestors so far were all experimental creations. Unfortunately, all these experiments ultimately failed, as they could not truly escape the constraints of the Candle Light Law.
Even the two souls within their bodies would mutually influence each other, leading to conflicts.
No, perhaps Qilin Venerable's methods had indeed succeeded.
