Chapter 1047: One Person, Coming from the North

Huang He sat in the front row, a flash of coldness in his eyes!

He snorted coldly and grabbed casually into the distance. The judge who had just been sentencing Chen Ling suddenly moved out of thin air to his front, straight into the path of Chen Ling's Sleeve-Flicking Heaven.

Bang—!!

The judge's body was shattered in an instant, blood and flesh falling like fireworks from all directions of the courtroom, and a thick smell of blood filled the air!

The fleeing reporters rushed to the courtroom door in a swarm and pulled it open, but behind the door was not the street they imagined, but a mysterious shell resembling a bubble...

This Justice Judgment Court had long been detached from the outside space; people outside couldn't get in, and naturally, people inside couldn't get out.

Everyone was dumbfounded. As the judge's flesh fell from the sky and the thick smell of blood filled their noses, they began to vomit violently on the spot, their faces as pale as paper...

Chen Ling, stepping on cloud steps, saw the scene outside from the corner of his eye and knew that it was highly unlikely he could get out by conventional means, so he simply changed direction and charged straight at Huang He!

Since he couldn't escape this space, the only way out was to kill Huang He... Huang He's ability should be to control stolen corpses, and that woman's power seemed limited to spatial concealment, lacking aggression. Chen Ling had two lives; if he gritted his teeth, there might still be a glimmer of hope.

But the next moment, Chen Ling realized things weren't that simple...

Before he could even rush to Huang He, his limbs hung limply again as if out of control. He stumbled and fell directly from the cloud steps. However, before he could hit the ground, a female corpse rushed in front of him.

Thump, thump, thump—!!

Under Huang He's control, the female corpse landed several punches on Chen Ling in succession. At this moment, Chen Ling couldn't resist at all, letting the opponent's fists land on him. The mysterious power directly twisted his flesh and blood, punching eight fist-sized bloody holes into his body!

A scarlet opera robe fell heavily to the courtroom floor.

Scarlet blood kept coughing out of Chen Ling's throat. He couldn't even prop up his body with his hands. With his limbs stolen by the Silver King, his frontal combat ability was almost zero.

From Chen Ling's eruption to the judge's death, and then to Huang He suppressing Chen Ling, it took less than ten seconds in total... All the reporters stared blankly at this scene, seemingly unable to react to what had happened.

"What are you still standing there for?" Huang He swept a glance at them lightly.

"World-Ending fusion host Chen Ling refuses to plead guilty, erupts in court, and brutally murders the judge... Make sure to emphasize this point in the article as well."

The reporters looked at each other, forced to endure their physical discomfort, walked over the judge's remains, returned to their seats, and quickly recorded Huang He's words.

Seeing this, Chen Ling laughed mockingly in the pool of blood:

"To frame me, you even actively sent the judge who was sentencing me to my blade... It seems you are the one among all the Thief Saints who is most like the Silver King."

"In terms of work ability, I'm not as good as Chi Tong; in terms of intimacy with the King, I'm not as good as Lan Yu; in terms of strength, I'm not as good as Mo Lian; in terms of talent, I'm not as good as Bai Ye... To survive under the title of Thief Saint, I have to have some specialties." Huang He answered indifferently.

Chen Ling's limbs were controlled, supporting him to stand up bit by bit from the pool of blood, and then he stood in the defendant's seat with bloody holes all over his body, like a puppet without freedom.

"Continue." Huang He said.

"Continue? But... but the judge is gone... who will continue the sentencing?"

"You, you be the judge."

Huang He pointed casually at a reporter, who looked confused.

"Me? But I don't know anything about the law, I'm just a reporter..."

"Stand up there. The words are on the paper, just read them."

Under Huang He's pressure, the reporter had no choice but to bite the bullet and walk to the judge's seat, glancing at the bloody Chen Ling not far away, seemingly afraid that he would rush over the next moment and hack him to death with a knife...

"Defendant Chen Ling, ignoring courtroom order, killing people on the spot, vicious and arrogant, extremely rampant..."

……

A red thread swayed in Liu Qingyan's hand, extending to somewhere in the void.

The black skirt hem fluttered in the wind. Liu Qingyan's steps were light and agile. She stared intently at the end of the red thread, as if seriously looking for something...

"Who is this girl?" Sun Bumian leaned into Jian Changsheng's ear and asked in a low voice.

"I'm not too familiar with her either, I only saw her once when we were in the Red Dust Domain... But she seems to be a believer of the Red Heart?"

"A believer?? Has the Red Heart already started developing a cult?!"

"Probably not... Anyway, she can locate the Red Heart. Last time we followed her, we even found the lair of the Floating Life Painting. She's a very awesome human-shaped detector."

"Then it seems stable..."

Jiang Xiaohua, who was on the side, wanted to say something but stopped.

"Square, what do you want to say again?" Jian Changsheng asked proactively when he saw this from the corner of his eye.

"That..." Jiang Xiaohua pointed to the coffin behind Liu Qingyan, "That thing has been emitting a certain aura... it's just... it makes people feel cold."

"Cold air? Why didn't I feel it?"

"Neither did I."

Jiang Xiaohua shook his head and didn't say anything more, but his eyes remained fixed on the coffin, as if staring at something inside.

"Wait... look over there." Sun Bumian suddenly spoke, pointing to a wall not far away.

This was already the edge of the Wuji Domain, and what Sun Bumian pointed to was the high wall surrounding the Wuji Domain used to defend against calamity attacks. It's just that the wall the Twilight Society and others broke through was in the west, and where they were now was the northern wall.

But at this moment, there was also a huge gap in the northern wall. Although the radius was not as large as the one blasted out by Ning Ruyu's shot, the cross-section was extremely smooth, not like it had been forcibly punched through, but rather like it had been dissolved by some kind of power, which was extremely mysterious.

Several people stopped at the gap in the wall. The cold north wind, mixed with a faint smell of blood, surged from the Gray World outside the wall, blowing their clothes and sleeves until they rustled.

"The smell of calamity's blood..." Jian Changsheng's nose twitched, and he asked suspiciously, "Besides the Twilight Society, someone else has broken into the Wuji Domain?"

"There are footprints on the ground."

Sun Bumian leaned down and looked at the gap in the wall. That series of bloody footprints extended all the way to the end of the Gray World... as if they had killed their way through from the Gray World.

"There's only one person?" Jian Changsheng scratched his head.

"Single-handedly, coming from the north, killing through the Gray World... what kind of background is this?"

Before they could delve deeper into the footprints, Liu Qingyan's voice suddenly sounded from the front:

"I've found the location of Lord Chen Ling."