Chapter 1117: Wild Migration

Hearing this, Jian Changsheng could only sigh helplessly.

The Ash Realm at night was indeed eerily unsettling. Everywhere one looked, it was inky black, making it difficult to discern direction. It evoked the desolate and chilling feeling of standing on an offshore drilling platform, gazing out into the night.

“What are you so worried about, Spade?” Sun Bumian asked unhurriedly. “Don’t you know Heart by now? He can thrive anywhere he goes; even the Boundless Domain couldn’t hold him. So what about the Integration Faction, where he was invited? That guy is probably enjoying himself there right now.”

“Little Sun is right,” Jack of Diamonds rarely chimed in, but he agreed.

“The atmosphere in the Integration Faction is excellent, even better than most domains. You can rest assured about Heart 6 going there… he’ll be just fine.”

Jiang Xiaohua put down his bottle and suddenly looked at Jack of Diamonds. “…Then why did you leave?”

Jack of Diamonds’ hand, which was raising his bottle, froze in mid-air.

Jiang Xiaohua, usually silent, had silenced Jack of Diamonds with a single sentence. It was like a fine but sharp needle, piercing straight into his heart…

Jack of Diamonds couldn’t help but glance at Jiang Xiaohua several more times, then sighed deeply:

“I… I just discovered some issues I couldn’t ignore. After much thought, I still decided to leave… In a way, it was a disagreement in philosophy.”

Sun Bumian’s eyes narrowed slightly behind his small round sunglasses, as if he had caught a whiff of a secret. He spoke casually:

“You’ve made quite a leap, moving from the ‘Radical Faction,’ which pursues human-calamity integration and evolution, to the ‘Conservative Faction,’ which aims to reverse the era and restart the world.”

Jack of Diamonds had no intention of discussing it further. Instead, he raised his bottle again and clinked it with Jiang Xiaohua’s.

“That’s all in the past… Drink!”

Jack of Diamonds, in a drunken slur, shouted and chugged his drink.

Jiang Xiaohua said nothing, merely raising his cup in silent companionship. After chugging another bottle, he lazily lay back on the ground, his long white hair sprawled across the earth.

He quietly gazed at the deep night sky above, his eyelids gently closing, seemingly ready to fall asleep.

Just then,

Tiny grains of sand vibrated faintly by his ear. His eyes, which had already closed, suddenly snapped open again.

Jiang Xiaohua lay stunned for a few more seconds, then sat up and asked, puzzled:

“Did you hear something?”

“A sound?”

Jian Changsheng paused, then pointed at Jack of Diamonds. “Does his hiccup count?”

“Not that kind of sound… It’s a sound from farther away.” Jiang Xiaohua tried to explain clearly. “It feels like something is coming…”

Upon hearing this, the drunken Jack of Diamonds’ brows instantly furrowed. He suddenly sobered up and pressed his ear to the ground.

Moments later, his face turned extremely grim.

“Not good, calamities are really coming… and quite a lot of them!”

A deep thrumming—

As Jack of Diamonds’ words fell, Jian Changsheng and the others also faintly heard the sound. It was like thousands of horses galloping across the land, surging towards them, causing the very ground beneath their feet to tremble.

“It’s the calamities from the Whispering Plains!” Sun Bumian’s pupils bloomed with colorful rings as he stared intently in the direction of the sound. “Damn it, judging by the numbers, there are probably hundreds of them… What is this? A great migration of the plains?”

“Hundreds of them? Is that similar to what happened in the Mortal Realm back then?” Jian Changsheng’s brows furrowed deeply. He turned to the most experienced Jack of Diamonds. “What do we do?”

“What do we do? Run!!”

At this point, Jack of Diamonds no longer cared about direction. Even if Jiang Xiaohua could conceal their presence and hide them from the calamities, their opponents were an entire wave of them. They could rampage and destroy half a domain; if that surge hit them head-on, there would be nowhere to hide.

Jack of Diamonds didn’t even have time to grab his bottle. He rushed in the opposite direction of the calamity wave, taking Jian Changsheng and the other two with him, pushing their speed to the limit.

As Jian Changsheng ran, he looked back. Faintly, at the edge of the horizon under the night sky, he could see mountainous skeletal outlines charging madly, kicking up dense dust storms from the earth, like the end of the world.

“Are the calamities of the Whispering Plains insane?” he couldn’t help but ask.

“By all accounts, such large-scale calamity migrations rarely happen in the Ash Realm… I never heard of anything like this during my long time in the Integration Faction.” Jack of Diamonds also found it incomprehensible. “What the hell, this is just too damn unlucky, isn’t it?”

Hearing the word “unlucky,” Jian Changsheng’s heart jolted. As if realizing something, he suddenly fell silent…

He silently clenched his fists.

“First, let’s escape their path of advance!” Sun Bumian knew very well that no matter how fast they ran, they couldn’t outrun the calamities of the Whispering Plains. It was like encountering an avalanche: running in a straight line meant certain death. They had to move diagonally to avoid the calamities’ trajectory.

Sun Bumian, using his Cloud Steps, was the fastest. He leaped directly above the others, as if to scout the calamities’ trajectory.

“How is it? Can you see clearly?!” Jack of Diamonds shouted.

Moments later, Sun Bumian waved his hand decisively,

“This way!!”

The night was as dark as ink.

Chen Ling rode a Shadow Centipede, speeding across the rugged terrain.

As he delved deeper into the Ash Realm, more and more Ghost Scourge Abyss calamities were summoned around them. Most of them were called by the large centipede beneath his feet. Driven by a strong will to survive, it directly betrayed its distant relatives, skillfully digging out one centipede nest after another and calling all the Shadow Centipedes to help.

The large centipede’s plan was quite clear: either help Chen Ling find the person, or drag the whole clan down with it!

Those Shadow Centipedes, innocently caught in the situation, hated the large centipede’s betrayal. However, since Chen Ling was standing on its head, they dared not make any move. They could only grit their teeth and help search the surroundings.

Chen Ling quietly stood there, watching everything, his expression somewhat subtle…

He had to admit, although the Scourge deserved to die, this identity was sometimes very useful. In the human realm, he was hated by everyone and had no one to rely on, but in the Ash Realm, he could command the wind and rain, easily summoning Ghost Scourge Abyss calamities to do his bidding.

An inexplicable sense of dominance rose from the depths of Chen Ling’s heart—familiar, yet desired. His pupils emitted a faint crimson glow. The ‘audience’ emotions he had suppressed within him subtly loosened at this moment…

He seemed to be experiencing a hint of the ‘Scourge’s’ pleasure.

Audience Expectation Value: 3Current Expectation Value: 52

“…Still no clues?”

Chen Ling asked impatiently.

Before the large centipede beneath him could respond, he directly raised his hand and grabbed behind him.

The arm beneath his theatrical robe instantly transformed into red paper that extended rapidly, like an eerie octopus tentacle. It tightly wrapped around the smallest centipede, which was running at the very back, and dragged it towards him!