Gu Jianlin frowned and asked, "What's wrong?"
Tang Ling took out a Golden Phoenix Feather from her pocket, her voice hoarse. "This is the token given to me by the President. It has never been so silent in over ten years. I can no longer sense her presence through the Golden Phoenix Feather."
Gu Jianlin also took out an identical Golden Phoenix Feather, pondering that it must have been prepared by that woman intentionally to protect her child. Now its color was so dim, as if it had decayed.
This meant that the President was in extreme danger.
Of course, this implied another issue.
No one would be able to shield his aura when Gu Jianlin performed the Ancient God Transformation anymore.
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On the desolate ridge, the wind howled, faintly revealing ancient ruins in the distance.
