Chapter 1056: Hiding

Unfinished building.

Chen Ling, whose consciousness had returned to his body, slowly opened his eyes.

The moment he opened his eyes, Chen Ling faintly heard someone let out a long sigh of relief. He stood up and looked around, noticing that among those present, only Han Meng's expression was unwell.

"What's wrong?" Chen Ling asked, puzzled.

Han Meng didn't answer. He simply scrutinized Chen Ling for a few moments, and after confirming that no wounds remained, he silently shifted his gaze away.

"How amazing, you can actually come back from the dead?" Sun Buming pulled down his small round sunglasses, looking at Chen Ling as if he were a monster. "And without needing to go into slumber or rebuild your divine path... What kind of monstrous physique do you have?"

"I can only do this occasionally; I can't just revive anytime," Chen Ling said, shaking his head.

After dying once, Chen Ling re-evaluated his re-grown limbs, finding that he had completely broken free from the Silver King's control; he was truly free.

Boom—A distant roar broke the silence. The group simultaneously turned their heads towards the direction of the explosion, seeing the Butcher and Tian Huai speeding through the air, seemingly searching frantically for something in the surrounding streets.

"It's the Arbiters," Jian Changsheng said in surprise. "How did they get away?"

Chen Ling's heart skipped a beat, and his expression instantly grew solemn.

Did something happen to his senior siblings?

Not long ago, the four Arbiters were still being restrained by the four Kings of the Ancient Trove of Theatrical Arts. Their current reckless actions within the Boundless Domain indicated that his senior siblings had most likely encountered an accident.

The situation Chen Ling least wanted to see had still occurred.

"Why are you still here?"

A voice came from nearby, and the five people present froze simultaneously.

They searched around for a long time but couldn't find where the voice was coming from. It wasn't until Jiang Xiaohua pointed in a certain direction that everyone saw a group of ants carrying scattered body parts, passing by the entrance of the unfinished building.

The body parts were not fresh; instead, they resembled components disassembled from a zombie. If all of them were reassembled, they seemed to form a figure familiar to Chen Ling.

"Spade 8???" Chen Ling exclaimed in shock.

It was none other than Spade 8 of the Twilight Society, who, during the Boundless Domain, had personally removed his own head and given it to Chen Ling to present to the Usurper. Upon seeing this "dismembered" scene, Jian Changsheng and the others, who were seeing Spade 8 for the first time, widened their eyes, looking as if they had seen a ghost.

Spade 8's head, carried at the very front by the ants, stared directly at Chen Ling and the others and said earnestly:

"The four Kings are being held by the Dao Foundation Secret Treasures. Now the Arbiters are frantically arresting people in the city... You should leave quickly. Your ranks are low, and your escape skills are poor, so be careful not to get caught by them."

"Senior, what are you...?" Chen Ling was speechless for a long time.

"Just some exclusive escape methods," Spade 8 replied nonchalantly. "It's not just me; the others have also gotten serious... It proves that those four Arbiters aren't good at catching people. It's been almost two minutes, and they haven't even caught a single society member."

Chen Ling: ...

If other society members "escaped separately" like him, the Arbiters would be hard-pressed to catch anyone... But this also precisely demonstrated the Twilight Society members' peak mastery in disguise and escape.

"Why don't you just withdraw into the Grey Realm?"

"Because the Silver King is not dead yet," Spade 8 replied calmly. "Our goal is to bury the Silver King... We can flee before he dies, but we cannot retreat."

"Bury the Silver King... Whose order is this?"

"The Red King."

Chen Ling's heart stirred. "Is he here?"

"Who knows... He's always been elusive, like a dragon whose head is seen but not its tail. Perhaps he's waiting for an opportunity, or perhaps he's been in the shadows all along."

As the distant Farmer flashed by quickly, Spade 8 frowned. The ants dragging his body parts suddenly accelerated, pulling different limbs, and quickly entered the nearest sewer.

"Heart 6, you are our rescue target this time, and your rank isn't high. No one will say anything if you withdraw into the Grey Realm... Hurry and leave before they catch you... We'll handle the rest."

As the last word was spoken, Spade 8's head disappeared into the ground. Finally, even a wrist emerged to pull the manhole cover back into place, leaving no trace.

"Our Twilight Society... are there really such bizarre people??" Jian Changsheng finally managed to blurt out after a long silence.

"Is there a possibility that everyone is bizarre, but you just haven't noticed?"

Sun Buming shrugged.

Jian Changsheng looked at Chen Ling, who had just returned from the dead, Sun Buming, who had lived for an unknown number of years, and Jiang Xiaohua, who was constantly searching for a suitable spot to bury someone alive. His expression became subtle... He suddenly realized that he seemed to be the only normal person in this organization.

"But Spade 8 is right, our ranks are low, and it would be bad if the Arbiters caught us... We should retreat quickly." Sun Buming identified a direction and headed towards the nearest edge of the domain.

Jian Changsheng and Jiang Xiaohua followed closely, but Chen Ling took a few steps and then slowly stopped.

"What's wrong, Heart?" Jian Changsheng and the other two turned back and asked, puzzled.

"You go ahead, I want to stay."

Chen Ling paused for a moment. "Ultimately, all of this started because of me... The Red King, my senior siblings, and the other Twilight Society members are fighting the Usurper to save me. If I run away when they're in trouble, what kind of person would I be?"

Jian Changsheng and the other two exchanged glances, falling silent.

"But even if you stay, you might not be able to help," Sun Buming said logically, adjusting his sunglasses. "Can you deal with four Arbiters?"

"Before, no."

Chen Ling's eyes narrowed slightly. With a thought, a phantom revolver materialized under the wide sleeve of his crimson opera robe. "But now... perhaps I can."

Hearing this answer, everyone was somewhat surprised.

For someone of Rank 4 to deal with four Rank 8s, such a statement would be a fantasy if said by anyone else. But if Chen Ling said it, it was completely different... If he said he could, he truly could.

"Since you're confident, then we won't leave!" Jian Changsheng gritted his teeth. "First, we deal with the Arbiters, then we take on the Silver King!"

Jiang Xiaohua: (*｀皿*)

Jiang Xiaohua, imitating Jian Changsheng's manner, bared her teeth fiercely.

"Since none of you are leaving, I have no objections," Sun Buming shrugged.

Finally,

Chen Ling's gaze turned to Han Meng, who had remained silent.

"What about you? You're not part of the Twilight Society; there's no need for you to get involved."

His black Arbiter's trench coat swayed slightly as Han Meng, expressionless, gripped his gun and calmly stated:

"But judging the Silver King... I am very interested."