Chapter 845: Killing Back to the Old District

By: Sanjiu YinyuWord Count: 1292 words

Jian Changsheng didn't understand. He only wanted to defy fate and change his luck, to stop being so unlucky. He hadn't done anything wrong, so why had he ended up like this?

Chen Ling seemed to sense something and subtly turned his head to look beside him... Jian Changsheng's lips were tightly pressed together, his hands bloody, yet he merely hung his head in silence.

Chen Ling's brow furrowed tighter and tighter. Just as he was about to speak, reinforcements from the Tower of Babel arrived, flying in from all directions.

Chen Ling lifted the Seating of All Beings token and slapped it into the void again!

Bang!

The aggressive pursuers were instantly forced onto chairs, falling to the ground like rain. No matter how high their rank, they couldn't stir even the slightest ripple at this moment.

The three of them stood above the Tianshu Domain, as if entering an uninhabited land.

"This..." The fall of the Tower of Babel's reinforcements silenced the enraged populace once more. They had initially thought Chen Ling and the others were merely escaping the old district through a loophole, but only now did they realize that the trio possessed immense power, so vast that even the Tower of Babel was helpless against them!

The surging flame of public outrage was extinguished by overwhelming power. Fear immediately crept into everyone's hearts again; some of the more timid individuals had already begun to tremble.

"...Alright, let's leave quickly." Sun Bumian glanced at the increasingly panicked crowd below. Even after being thoroughly cursed at, he showed no change in emotion, calmly holding prayer beads in one hand.

Jian Changsheng was pulled back to reality by these words. He couldn't help but look back in the direction of the Heavenly Constellation. After a long silence, he nodded with a sense of resigned defeat: "...Hm." Perhaps this was his destiny.

The two took a couple of steps forward, then suddenly seemed to realize something, simultaneously turning back to look at Chen Ling, who was still standing in his original spot.

"Red Heart, what are you planning?" Sun Bumian, noticing something sharp in Chen Ling's eyes, couldn't help but ask.

The blood-stained crimson opera robe danced wildly in the wind, like a scarlet blaze, dazzling and fierce.

Chen Ling brushed the sleeve of his opera robe and spoke calmly: "I've just realized something."

"What?"

"We are the Twilight Society, the Twilight Society that, in the eyes of the world, commits every evil and is utterly devoid of conscience... If that's the case, why should we escape so humiliatingly?"

Sun Bumian and Jian Changsheng froze simultaneously, seemingly not understanding Chen Ling's meaning.

Chen Ling's long, slender fingers toyed with the Seating of All Beings token. His crimson opera robe fluttered, and his eyes narrowed into a dangerous arc: "Our performance is far from over... To exit like this would be a disservice to our 'audience'."

As his words fell, he flicked his wrist! A boning knife sliced through the air, instantly piercing the head of the civilian who had just cursed, "You don't deserve it!" Scarlet blood immediately gushed out, splattering the surrounding crowd!

After a brief stunned silence, several terrified screams echoed through the street!

The residents of the Tianshu Domain, having grown up in an environment of safety and order, had never witnessed a scene of someone being killed with a single blow to the head. They were instantly thrown into a panic, frantically crowding and fleeing away from Chen Ling and the other two!

Their initial fervor and unity shattered completely after witnessing Chen Ling commit murder. These civilians, whose eyes had been blinded by emotional manipulation, finally realized one thing: The Twilight Society truly kills people.

"Red Heart Six!! You actually killed an innocent civilian!!" A Tower of Babel member, pinned to a chair, roared in anger upon seeing this.

"Isn't this how the Twilight Society should be in your eyes?" Chen Ling looked down at the street, a faint smile on his lips. His blood-stained face, beneath that smile, resembled a demon. "From now on, whoever curses again, I will kill them... If everyone on a street curses, I will bathe that entire block in blood. You can watch and see if I have that ability."

"You...!!" The Tower of Babel members widened their eyes, but there was nothing they could do.

But the truth was, after Chen Ling established his authority with a single strike, no one dared to utter another insult. Everyone fled frantically in terrified screams, causing the scene to descend into chaos.

The kind are often bullied. Sometimes, a sense of oppression and fear can resolve many issues...

Chen Ling no longer paid attention to the chaotic crowd. Instead, he turned and walked towards the old district.

"Red Heart, where are you going?"

"Back."

"Back??"

Chen Ling turned back to Jian Changsheng and spoke indifferently: "Spade, do you want that Heavenly Constellation or not?"

Jian Changsheng was stunned for a moment, then snapped back to reality. "I... I certainly want it..."

"If you want it, I'll go get it for you!" Chen Ling held a gun in one hand and the token in the other, a chilling glint in his eyes. "The Five Great Domains play so dirty... They'll have to pay a price."

Audience Expectation: 7Current Expectation: 31

Jian Changsheng stared blankly at Chen Ling's retreating figure, as if in a dream...

Only when Chen Ling had gone far did he snap back to reality. Gritting his teeth, he gripped the blood-red longsword in his hand and quickly ran to Chen Ling's side!

"You... why are you helping me?"

"I owe you," Chen Ling said indifferently. "You gave up the Heavenly Constellation to fight Kongwang and save 'me'. Naturally, I must repay that favor... Even though you saved the wrong person, I remember your intention."

Jian Changsheng looked at Chen Ling's profile, his heart filled with complex emotions.

"Diamond, are you coming?" Chen Ling looked back at Sun Bumian, who was still standing in his original spot.

Sun Bumian watched the two who were going back to fight, his expression a little helpless... After a long moment of thought, he shook his head and stepped forward to follow them. "Since we're all of the 'Six' generation, I'll help you out... But make sure you control the duration of the secret treasure; don't overdo it."

An opera robe, a trench coat, a Tang suit; stepping through the void, they stormed back into the old district.

Thump—thump—

Inside the old district, the high-level divine practitioners who had been forced into seats were extremely anxious.

They constantly struggled, trying to break free from the chairs' restraints, but whether they used brute force or divine power, they couldn't move an inch. They could only make the chairs beneath them creak.

"It's useless. Unless the Theatrical Divine Power diffused in the air runs out, it's almost impossible for anyone below a demigod to break free." The Tower of Babel Master seemed to have already grasped the principle of this foundational secret treasure, shaking his head helplessly.

The domain representatives nearby also stopped their futile attempts. Instead, with furrowed brows, they stared intently in the direction Chen Ling and the other two had left.

"What do we do then? Just let them escape??" A representative asked in a low voice. The other representatives remained silent.

One must understand, outside, public sentiment was enraged, and morale had reached its peak... If Chen Ling and the others were to escape in plain sight, it would be a huge slap in the face to the Five Great Domains!