Come out.
The moment these two words left his lips, Chen Ling's demeanor seemed to transform. Pairs of mocking, crimson eyes opened one after another in the void behind him, like countless red stars hanging above the seal.
This was not a request; it was a king's command.
The next moment, the Ghostly Mockery Abyss, isolated behind the seal, seethed as if boiling. Countless shadow monsters scrambled up from its depths, then desperately slammed into the thin seal!
Boom—!Boom—!!Boom—!!!
Successive booming sounds resonated from beneath the seal, and the geometric patterns floating on its surface visibly shattered and disintegrated!
As a colossal shadow python slammed into the crumbling seal, with an earth-shattering crash, the entire seal shattered completely, and three massive shadow figures successively surged out from the abyss!
They came from the Ghostly Mockery Abyss.
It hadn't been long since the Crimson Heaven Sect triggered a large-scale Grey Realm convergence. Even though the Second Hall had temporarily sealed all convergence points, it had only blocked the entrances, preventing the real world's aura from drifting into the Grey Realm and thus not attracting more calamities.
But now, Chen Ling had personally broken one of those seals, reconnecting the Ghostly Mockery Abyss's convergence point with the real world.
This meant that the calamities of the Ghostly Mockery Abyss were about to invade the Mortal Realm!
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Jinghong Tower.
A blood-stained figure in blue robes dragged his weary body onto the street.
Since entering the city, Li Qingshan had been traversing the streets, encountering several waves of silver monsters along the way. He had exerted all his strength, managing to kill only three in total, but he had saved over a dozen fleeing refugees.
After circling back, he still found himself back on the street where Jinghong Tower was located.
Perhaps because Jinghong Tower was there, Li Qingshan always found himself glancing in that direction. Even though he knew no one was left there, his subconscious still drew him closer to Jinghong Tower... It held a deep attachment for him.
"So, it's been damaged this badly... I wonder if Jinghong Tower is still intact." Li Qingshan's gaze swept over the smoke-filled street as he murmured, "If Jinghong Tower has fallen, how sad that child will be."
As Li Qingshan spoke, he wearily moved forward. His footsteps created ripples in the puddles, and the outline of Jinghong Tower gradually became clear before him.
Suddenly, as if seeing something, he abruptly stopped.
Through the rain curtain in the distance, a young man knelt on the ground like a statue, seemingly out of his wits;
"...Baosheng?!!"
Li Qingshan recognized the young man and immediately cried out in alarm, then quickly ran towards him.
Hearing the familiar voice, Kong Baosheng's dull eyes trembled slightly. He stiffly turned his head to look and saw Li Qingshan had already reached his side.
"Mr. Li..."
"Baosheng, why are you here? Didn't you go to my house?" Li Qingshan's gaze swept around, seeing thick smoke rising from the ruins of the shops opposite, and the corpses of two silver monsters laid out there. "What happened here?!"
"Mr. Li, Mr. Li..." Kong Baosheng's body trembled uncontrollably. He opened his mouth to say something, but didn't know where to begin.
Boom—!!
Following an earth-shaking roar, the alleyway opposite Jinghong Tower suddenly collapsed.
Li Qingshan's heart leaped. He immediately shielded Kong Baosheng, mobilizing all his spiritual energy, and vigilantly looked towards the dust-filled direction...
Massive dark silhouettes emerged from the dust.
They were even larger than the silver monsters, like moving hills. At the same time, crimson eyes, like lanterns, hung suspended, exuding a chilling sense of oppression.
Li Qingshan's face was extremely grim.
Li Qingshan could feel that each of the monsters approaching through the dust exuded a terrifying aura. Even if he risked his life, he couldn't defeat a single one...
But, when did such a monster army appear in the Mortal City?!
Just as Li Qingshan was breaking out in a sweat, the numerous dark figures suddenly parted to the sides, clearing a wide path... Their massive bodies pressed against the empty shops as they slowly prostrated themselves, as if bowing to something.
A figure calmly walked through the rain curtain, slowly approaching Jinghong Tower.
It was a figure draped in a large red theatrical robe.
He was carrying a young girl, his hands and clothes drenched in blood. With every step, he left a trail of crimson in the rippling puddles.
The moment they saw the person, both Li Qingshan and Kong Baosheng widened their eyes in disbelief.
"Brother Lin?!"
"Mr. Lin?!"
Chen Ling, carrying Huang Suyu's body, approached the two. Although Li Qingshan was greatly surprised by Chen Ling's appearance, his gaze fell upon Huang Suyu, and his heart jolted.
"Miss Huang... what happened to her?"
Before Chen Ling could reply, Kong Baosheng, wiping away tears, spoke in a hoarse voice:
"Miss Huang... she didn't go to Willow Town. She bought a cartload of bread to feed the refugees, and another cartload of explosives to set traps, killing a large number of silver monsters... Finally, to protect the underground shelter, she rushed into the trap, using herself as bait, and then..."
That scene seemed to replay in Kong Baosheng's mind, and he felt as though he would break down entirely. He painfully prostrated himself on the damp ground, pounding the hard earth repeatedly!
"It was me... I personally pressed the detonator; I killed Miss Huang!"
"Miss Huang was a good person; she was very kind to me... But... but I truly had no choice..."
"It's all my fault!!"
Retch—
Perhaps it was the extreme breakdown and self-blame that made Kong Baosheng dry heave uncontrollably. Rain streaked down his cheeks, dripping onto the ground.
Li Qingshan fell silent. He looked at Huang Suyu in Chen Ling's arms, his heart a mix of emotions...
Chen Ling listened, but said nothing. He simply carried Huang Suyu's body into Jinghong Tower.
He went to the backyard. A young shadow centipede burrowed out from underground, and in just a few movements, dug a neat pit. Then it silently burrowed back into the earth, as if it had never appeared.
The figure in the grand red theatrical robe gently placed the girl's body into the pit. After silently gazing at her for a long time, he picked up a nearby shovel and carefully covered the girl with soil, as if it were a blanket.
During this process, he said nothing, simply and quietly burying the young girl with his own hands, and burying that "affection" as well.
He was like a silent volcano, suppressed to its very limit.
Finally, Chen Ling slowly stood up. In his hand, only a blood-stained golden bracelet remained, along with a revolver engraved with a rose.
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