Chapter 1016: Alive

Factory area, warehouse.

Jian Changsheng and the other two sat silently in a dim corner. They all kept their heads bowed, the atmosphere silent and oppressive.

This was the temporary shelter of the Rat Party in the factory. After they separated from Chen Ling, they came straight back here. At this time, besides them, members of the Rat Party and the Human Rights Union were also here, but there was no longer the light that once existed in their eyes.

"...Are you all just going to stop talking?" Jian Changsheng gritted his teeth, taking the initiative to break the silence.

"Chen Ling has been captured by that dog, the Silver King, again, and his life or death is unknown. Are we just going to sit here?"

"What else can you do?" Sun Bumian extinguished his fantasies. "Rush out now to duel the Silver King? Never mind the Silver King, the Wuji Lord, and that bunch of Judgment Proxies... if we add all of us together, can we beat one Thief of Saintly status?"

Jian Changsheng opened his mouth but couldn't refute, his face looking extremely ugly.

"The Silver King... is really too strong." Wu Duo huddled to the side, the image of the Silver King, who was almost omnipotent, flashing through her mind. She pursed her lips. "He masters all the Thief God Path paths and can steal almost everything. Such an existence... is simply impossible to defeat."

As soon as this sentence was spoken, the gloom in everyone's eyes became even heavier, and deep despair shrouded everyone's hearts.

Neither the Rat Party nor the Human Rights Union had seen the Silver King's true strength before this. Only now did they realize what kind of existence they were trying to fight against.

Sun Bumian sensed the change in everyone's state of mind and, after hesitating for a moment, spoke:

"The Silver King is indeed very strong, but he is far from invincible... Any Ninth-Stage demigod can achieve a kind of conceptual 'invincibility.' In our eyes, the Silver King is unbeatable only because we are not at the Ninth Stage."

"Matter, spirit, space, God Path... he can steal almost everything. What kind of concept could kill him??"

"I don't know either."

Sun Bumian shrugged. "But there must be someone in this world who can do it."

Sun Bumian poured cold water on Jian Changsheng to make him recognize reality and not be impulsive; he was certain that someone could kill the Silver King to give everyone a glimmer of hope, rather than complete despair... But now it seemed that his encouragement hadn't had the slightest effect on the people present, and the atmosphere remained depressed.

Behind his small round sunglasses, Sun Bumian's gaze swept over the crowd, one hand supporting his chin, and he sighed in his heart...

These young people... are really hard to lead.

Just as Sun Bumian was scratching his head, thinking about how to restore morale, a figure ran into the warehouse hurriedly.

"How is it? Any news?" Jian Changsheng stood up from the ground abruptly.

"...Yes." The person paused for a moment. "The Silver Government released a message... it's about Chen Ling."

Hearing the name Chen Ling, the three of them felt a jolt, and Jian Changsheng asked immediately:

"What news??"

"The Silver Government said... the fusion host Chen Ling is a chess piece planted by the world-ending calamity among humans. He destroyed domains, assassinated the Aurora Lord, and almost destroyed the Red Dust Domain... He is guilty of heinous crimes.

Therefore, they announced that in three days..."

The person hesitated for a moment, still not saying it out loud.

"In three days! Do what??" Jian Changsheng grabbed his collar, a sense of foreboding rising in his heart.

"In three days... he will be publicly executed."

The faces of Jian Changsheng and the other two turned pale instantly, as if struck by lightning!

……

Da—da—da...

In the dim, scarred corridor, Ying Fu walked slowly on the shattered marble floor.

The haze shrouding the Wuji Domain filled the space outside the window, giving a suffocating sense of oppression... Ying Fu looked calmly at the church, which had undergone earth-shaking changes, with no expression on his face.

Ying Fu hadn't entered the church for a long time; even in the eyes of the Fire-Tamperers, they had almost forgotten this person...

Compared to Chen Ling, who could overturn Wuji at any moment, Ying Fu was as low-key as a shadow no one cared about.

Ying Fu passed through the corridor and passed a door that was left ajar.

His peripheral vision looked behind the door, and he saw Lou Yu, wearing a black robe, sitting among the dim benches, as if sensing something, looking up slightly and meeting his gaze.

The two gazes met for an instant and then moved away at the same time, as if they hadn't seen each other at all.

Ying Fu didn't stop in front of his door but walked straight toward the confessional deeper inside.

He pushed open the door of the confessional.

As the heavy door closed slowly with a creak, Ying Fu's gaze was gradually swallowed by shadows. Dim light spilled from the glazed windows, setting off the scarlet figure on the cross in an eerie way...

Hearing someone come in, Chen Ling, who had been keeping his head bowed, lifted his eyelids slightly.

After seeing that the person who came was Ying Fu, he seemed to lose interest again.

"...It's you."

Ying Fu stopped in front of the cross.

He examined Chen Ling, who was nailed to the cross, and after a long while, spoke slowly:

"Not pretending this time?"

"You saw that I was pretending before?" Chen Ling asked back.

"...No." Ying Fu paused for a moment. "But my intuition tells me that you aren't that easy to control... After all, you are also an [Emperor]."

Chen Ling sneered.

"You've been low-key in the Wuji Domain for so long, and now you jump out to see me, this 'dangerous person'... aren't you afraid of arousing the Silver King's suspicion?"

"The Silver King has already left Wuji."

"What did he go to do?"

"I don't know, but it should be related to Lou Yu."

Hearing this, Chen Ling's eyes narrowed slightly, as if thinking of something.

"...It doesn't matter anymore. Anyway, I'm just a person about to die." Chen Ling said faintly. "You should go. You won't get any useful information from me."

"I'm not here to ask you for information."

"Then what are you here for?"

"At the Ancient Emperor Treasury, you gave me and A-Qian a way to live... This time, I'm here to return your favor."

Chen Ling was startled and then chuckled. "How are you going to return the favor? By letting me go from here now? Never mind that my limbs have already been controlled by the Silver King, and there are four Judgment Proxies guarding outside this church... even if you let me go, I still can't leave.

And once the Silver King senses something, he can return instantly, and neither of us will be able to escape."

"No, I'm not going to let you go..." Ying Fu paused for a moment. "I'm here to tell you how to kill the Silver King."

The smile at the corner of Chen Ling's mouth gradually faded. He frowned and stared at Ying Fu, as if facing an unfathomable iceberg lurking beneath the sea.

"What way?" Chen Ling asked.

Ying Fu raised his hand, pointed at Chen Ling, who was nailed to the cross, and slowly spat out two words:

"Stay alive."