Recognition
Chen Ling pulled the trigger.
Pfft—
The bullet of Judgment silently pierced through Kongwang's head, instantly shattering more than half of it.
Kongwang, who had lost all his soul power, no longer had any divine abilities he could use. In the instant before being hit, there was no longer any anger in his Yin-Yang pupils, only an indescribable coldness...
It was as if he wanted to deeply memorize Chen Ling's appearance in his mind, etching it into his bones and heart.
The fences of the Tribunal gradually dissipated. As Chen Ling slowly walked forward, the black marble floor also turned into the shattered earth of the Old District.
With Kongwang's death, the chains binding those souls thoroughly disappeared. They, who were already almost sucked dry by The Original, scattered to various places on the battlefield, reverting back to invisible nothingness.
Chen Ling knew they hadn't dissipated, but were still trapped by the [Kingdom of the Dying]. It was just that the souls seemed to only be observable by this world when the Yin-Yang pupils were opened...
Chen Ling arrived in front of The Original wearing the gray jacket and stopped his steps.
"It seems you don't need my rescue."
"It's still needed." The Original spoke helplessly. "Ultimately, I'm still a soul without a physical body. Although I can borrow the aura of the Land of Divine Rituals to briefly control these chains, I can't hurt Kongwang himself... If he freed up some time to deal with me with his full strength, I wouldn't be able to hold on for long."
The Original paused for a moment,
"However, it's also fortunate that I was seized by him... If I hadn't absorbed a massive amount of souls, I reckon I would have only ended up with an Annihilated Soul in the end."
This was actually the first time Chen Ling had conversed with The Original in this format. After all, previous meetings were either in shattered memories or fighting for the Stage in The Theater... He pondered for a moment:
"Then what should you do now?"
"Without the enhancement of the Path of Ghosts, I also can't exist in the outside world in soul form for a long time... I probably still have to go back and stay in The Theater."
"No problem." Chen Ling nodded slightly. "You go in first, we'll talk about other things later."
The Original gave an "Mm", and stepped towards Chen Ling. The two figures overlapped in an instant, and then The Original's figure disappeared without a trace...
Hum—!!
Following a deafening muffled sound, the black bowl enveloping the sky above the Old District was constantly trembling.
After Kongwang's death, this Dao Foundation secret treasure seemed to have also lost its power source. The crowd outside noticed this and were continuously bombarding the surface of the bowl. Dense cracks were spreading across its surface!
"The bowl is going to break." Sun Bumian walked to Chen Ling's side, his expression somewhat solemn. "This is trouble..."
On the other side, Jian Changsheng had also reached his limit. After [Avici Purgatory] dissipated, the ancient Killing Intent and black divine ring both began to collapse. His whole person was like a deflated ball, walking over here listlessly.
He dug his ear, "Ah? What's wrong?"
"..."
"Look over there, what do you think is wrong?" Sun Bumian pointed to the side speechlessly.
Not far away in the shattered battlefield, Pu Xiachan, Li Shengmen and the others were all standing together as if facing a formidable enemy, vigilantly sizing up Chen Ling's trio, their expressions somewhat complex.
Besides this, several Referees who had survived were staring fixedly at the three of them, holding walkie-talkies while rapidly reporting something...
"Our identities have been exposed." Chen Ling looked up at the crumbling black bowl, and said in a deep voice,
"With such a huge commotion inside the Old District, the outside is definitely waiting in full battle array... If I guessed correctly, the top experts from the Five Great Realms should have completely surrounded this place so tightly that not a drop of water could leak out."
"... This is bad, we're turtles caught in a jar." Jian Changsheng had a bitter face.
"?" Sun Bumian seemed to have a sore spot poked, gritting his teeth. "Who are you calling a turtle?? Who?!"
"Even though we're the Dusk Society, we just killed Kongwang and helped them save those young prodigies! We helped them this much, it's not like they'd turn hostile on the spot and kill us, right?"
Chen Ling and Sun Bumian exchanged a glance, falling into silence.
"No, you two say something!" Jian Changsheng widened his eyes. "Just relying on the three of us, how could we break out of the encirclement of those 7th and 8th Ranks... We won't really be planted here, right??"
"Cough cough..."
Just as the three were talking, an awkward coughing sound came from the side.
The three turned their heads simultaneously, only to see four or five "participants" gathered together, who had had no sense of participation from beginning to end, silently standing not far away... They casually glanced over at Chen Ling's group here, then naturally shifted their gazes away.
"It's him?" Jian Changsheng saw Seven of Clubs in the crowd, deep in thought. "I remember him... He's that guy who pretended to be Jin Fugui and escaped from the underground palace."
"Jin Fugui?"
Hearing this name, Sun Bumian was stunned.
"Yeah, a beggar who looked dead broke, his strength was nothing much, but his methods of playing dead were quite good... However, Hearts and I slightly used some methods and slaughtered him. Hehe."
Sun Bumian: ????
Sun Bumian carefully looked at those few people for a while, his expression instantly becoming incomparably colorful.
In the next moment, a voice echoed in the ears of Chen Ling's trio:
"I want to buy a glimmer of hope."
Chen Ling and Jian Changsheng were simultaneously stunned in place.
They looked around blankly, their gazes ultimately locking onto the few people who had coughed just now. After exchanging glances with them again, Chen Ling tentatively murmured softly:
"Human civilization..."
"Will never extinguish." This time, they clearly saw Seven of Clubs' lips trembling slightly. The latter spoke again somewhat complexly,
"Hello, Six of Diamonds, Six of Spades... and Six of Hearts."
Chen Ling's mouth unconsciously opened wide...
Jian Changsheng widened his eyes in disbelief, his jaw almost dropping to the ground!
"He-he-he-he-he... They are also people from the Dusk Society??" Jian Changsheng's mind instantly recalled Seven of Hearts who was shot dead. "Then that one we slaughtered just now..."
"... Although there has always been discord within the Dusk Society, you guys are the first to personally kill a senior."
Pfft—
The several Dusk Society members around Seven of Clubs couldn't help but laugh out loud, all watching the show here without minding the commotion, and Seven of Clubs' expression became even more stiff.
As a senior, to almost be played to death by two juniors, this kind of thing happening in the Dusk Society could be gossiped about for three years... Someone like Seven of Hearts Jin Fugui who was actually played to death could be gossiped about for a lifetime, probably unable to lift his head every time he saw other members.
Chen Ling and Jian Changsheng simultaneously Body Trembled, cold sweat instantly breaking out on their backs.
Damn it,
They played too big this time!!
"We will set aside the enmity between us for now..." Seven of Clubs paused for a moment. He glanced at the crumbling black bowl above his head, and said in a deep voice, "In a bit, after the Five Great Realms open the black bowl, you must immediately flee into the Gray World, don't look back..."
"We will cover your retreat."