Chen Ling's Anger
Chen Ling was stunned.
He looked down at his embrace again. The young girl hugged him tightly, a bloodstained golden bracelet gently swaying in the wind... The cloud layers flowed past beside them, the world completely silent.
This time when he lowered his head, he no longer saw the flush on the young girl's cheeks, nor did he see that circulating gaze...
There was only a pale little face buried in his embrace.
Huang Suyue wasn't moving anymore.
Fresh blood drifted down from the sky like raindrops. Both Chen Ling's hands and Theatrical Robe were dyed blood-red. The young girl no longer had the slightest trace of aura, her body gradually turning cold...
All of this was too sudden, so much so that Chen Ling hadn't even reacted. The young girl who was just arguing with him a moment ago, after saying her last sentence, had no more sound. It was as if that mass of life flame she finally condensed, fluttered and burned out in an instant, bursting with unparalleled brilliance.
Ink-like dark clouds brushed past beside the red clothing. Beneath his feet was the rolling thick smoke of the city, and the war-torn city walls...
"I'm willing to spend a lifetime to Redeem you."
Even though the surroundings were deathly silent, this sentence still echoed by Chen Ling's ears like rolling thunder.
He hugged that cold body, stopping his footsteps...
Chen Ling was bewildered at this moment. His absolutely rational thoughts were shattered into pieces by one sentence; he stared blankly at Huang Suyue in his embrace, like a robot with a malfunctioning algorithm, motionless.
Unsure how long passed, a thought slowly surged into his mind, like the error report popping up after a program malfunction——
She likes me?
Crack——
At the instant he realized these words, a soft sound rang out from the nothingness around him. Like a hard wall being broken open with a crack.
"Like" is an emotion transcending Rationality. When Chen Ling realized its existence, it meant his soul had already begun to transform towards emotion. The Fourth Wall blocking between him and this world, was wavering due to the existence of "like".
[Audience Expectation Value +3]
[Current Expectation Value: 48%]
Chen Ling had never noticed Huang Suyue's liking for him. Before this, all his attention was on the Dusk Society, the Red Dust Base, and the Realm War. He didn't see the light that frequently flashed in the young girl's eyes, nor did he perceive her help towards him asking for nothing in return...
If life was a Script, in Chen Ling's storyline, Huang Suyue's scenes weren't many. Even in his perspective, Huang Suyue, like other supporting characters, were all just "passersby" who had appeared at a certain period... In Huang Suyue's life Script, although the length of Chen Ling's appearance wasn't large either, just these few strokes were enough to astound her entire life.
Ever since his Transmigration, Chen Ling had never received someone else's "like". Tracing further back, during his high school and college days he had indeed received love letters... But what did it feel like back then?
Chen Ling seemingly couldn't remember clearly.
Crack—— Crack——
As the first crack surfaced, more and more cracks began to spread on The Fourth Wall. Chen Ling stared blankly at Huang Suyue's corpse, his mind constantly swaying... Wisps of emotions he had once been isolated from, were returning to his body.
He seemed to have recalled it.
In the eyes Chen Ling used to look at Huang Suyue, the coldness of "The Audience" gradually receded, a gentleness slowly surfacing...
He hadn't developed any romantic feelings for Huang Suyue, only appreciation and recognition, as well as pity for her talents... Huang Suyue's final confession shrouded their relationship with an indescribable light veil. That was a feeling impossible to describe with words... What Chen Ling was thinking, he himself didn't know either.
He only knew, right now he could feel intense guilt, and anger.
But now, only Huang Suyue's corpse remained in his embrace. Regardless of how the past was, it all became drifting smoke...
Chen Ling's fists unconsciously clenched tight.
Right at this moment,
Faintly, Chen Ling seemed to see a wisp of faint white mist drifting out from among Huang Suyue's corpse. Like being grabbed by an invisible giant hand, it was abruptly dragged towards the massive Alchemy Array in the distant sky!
All of this happened too suddenly. Moreover, Chen Ling only saw the instant the white mist left the body. For a time, he didn't react to what happened, his whole person stunned in place.
But in the next moment, seeing that complex array hidden in the cloud layers, his pupils suddenly contracted!
Soul Alchemy Stone!!!
Chen Ling almost forgot, the reason the Limitless Realm started the Realm War, was to refine the Philosopher's Stone as quickly as possible, allowing Lord of Wuji to recover to his optimal state... And the material to refine the Philosopher's Stone, was the souls of humans who died violently.
Which is to say, right now, any person who dies in the Red Dust Domain, their soul will be dragged away, trampled into materials for the Philosopher's Stone, never to be reincarnated for eternity... including Huang Suyue.
A cold touch came from his fingertips. Chen Ling looked at that pale little face snuggling in his embrace. A long-lost anger fiercely ignited from the bottom of his heart... The Ice Plains were melting. Beneath those layers of frost, was a monstrous sea of fire!
Anger, unprecedented anger!
Chen Ling had just recovered a portion of his emotions, and Huang Suyue had already died in his embrace... His guilt and anger were accumulating. And now, Lord of Wuji was actually going to drag the young girl's soul away and trample it underfoot like a rag right in front of him.
How could Chen Ling possibly remain indifferent, watching all this happen?
"Lim! It! Less! Realm!!!"
Mad killing intent swept out from within Chen Ling's body. That was an emotional outburst suppressed for who knows how long, even condensing into substance, making the Great Crimson Theatrical Robe flutter and rustle!
Crack——
Dense cracks burst forth along with the anger, madly spreading on The Fourth Wall. The wall in nothingness was like being forcefully smashed bit by bit by someone, in constant turmoil.
The Fourth Wall, was about to collapse;
Chen Ling's chest heaved violently. He knew that relying solely on his current self, he was absolutely not a match for the Limitless Realm... He forced himself to calm down, his brain operating at flying speed. Ultimately, his gaze landed on the devastated Red Dust Main City...
He seemed to see something, a wisp of sharp light flashing in his eyes!
Hugging Huang Suyue's corpse, Chen Ling stepped on nothingness, approaching a certain street...
Ultimately, he arrived in front of a pitch-black abyss in the ruins.
That was a gray abyss the size of a basketball court. At this time, the surface of the abyss was attached with a thin Membrane, with geometric patterns occasionally fluttering past on it... That was the seal once left by the Second Hall, except with the Second Hall's death in battle, this seal had long become extremely fragile.
Chen Ling took a deep breath. That Great Crimson Theatrical Robe walked to the side of the abyss, slowly raising his sole, then forcefully stomping down!
Thud——!!
Giant force smashed down, causing the seal's surface to jolt and emit a roar.
But even if the seal was weakened, it wasn't something Chen Ling could shatter with one stomp. Following a roar, the seal fell back into quietness... But Chen Ling also didn't plan on being able to shatter it with one stomp.
The roar spread along the abyss, heading straight for the pitch-blackness at the deepest part. After a brief silence, pairs of scarlet eyes successively opened in the darkness!!
The Great Crimson Theatrical Robe danced wildly in the wind. Chen Ling looked down at those scarlet eyes, slowly spitting out two words:
"——Come out."