Chapter 1056: Hiding

Unfinished building.

Chen Ling, whose consciousness had returned to his body, slowly opened his eyes.

The moment he opened his eyes, Chen Ling faintly heard someone let out a long sigh of relief. He stood up and looked around, discovering that among everyone present, only Han Meng’s expression was not good...

"What’s wrong with you?" Chen Ling asked in confusion.

Han Meng didn't answer, just examined Chen Ling a few times, and after confirming that no wounds remained, he looked away in silence.

"Amazing, you can actually return from the dead?" Sun Bumian pulled down his small round sunglasses, looking at Chen Ling as if he were a monster. "And you don't need to sleep, nor do you need to re-cultivate the God Path... What kind of monstrous constitution is this?"

"I can only do this occasionally, not regenerate at any time." Chen Ling shook his head.

After dying once, Chen Ling had re-calculated the limbs that grew out, and he had completely broken free from the Silver King’s control; he was truly a free man.

Rumble—

The roar in the distance broke the silence. Several people turned their heads simultaneously to look in the direction the explosion came from, only to see the butcher and Tian Huai flying past in the sky, as if frantically searching for something in the surrounding blocks.

"It’s the Judgment Proxies." Jian Changsheng said in surprise. "How did they get free?"

Chen Ling’s heart stirred, and his expression turned solemn.

Did something happen to Senior Brother and Senior Sister?

Not long ago, the four Judgment Proxies were still being restrained by the four [K]s of the Opera Path Ancient Vault. Now that they were acting so unscrupulously within the Wuji Domain, it meant that the Senior Brother and Senior Sister had likely encountered an accident...

The situation Chen Ling least wanted to see had happened;

"Why are you still here?"

A voice came from the side, and the five people present were stunned simultaneously.

They searched everywhere for a long time, but couldn't find where the voice came from, until Jiang Xiaohua pointed in a certain direction. Only then did everyone see a group of ants carrying scattered limbs, passing by the entrance of the unfinished building.

Those limbs were not fresh; instead, they looked like parts removed from a zombie. If they were all combined, they seemed to form an existence Chen Ling was familiar with...

"Spade 8???" Chen Ling said in shock.

It was none other than Spade 8 of the Twilight Society, who, while in the Wuji Domain, had personally removed his own head and handed it to Chen Ling so he could go and report to the Fire-Tamperers. Seeing this "dismembered" scene, Jian Changsheng and the others, who were seeing Spade 8 for the first time, widened their eyes with a ghostly expression.

They saw Spade 8’s head being carried at the very front by ants, staring straight at Chen Ling and the others, saying sternly:

"The four [K]s are restrained by the Dao Foundation Secret Treasures, and now the Judgment Proxies are frantically grabbing people in the city... You guys should leave quickly. Your ranks are low, and your escape skills are poor. Be careful not to get caught by them."

"Senior, what is this..." Chen Ling couldn't speak for a long time.

"Just some exclusive escape methods." Spade 8 answered indifferently. "It’s not just me; the others have also gotten serious... It turns out that those four Judgment Proxies aren't good at catching people. It’s been nearly two minutes, and they haven't caught a single member."

Chen Ling: ...

If other members were all "splitting up to escape" like you, it would be a miracle if the Judgment Proxies could catch anyone... But this also proved the peak attainments of the Twilight Society members in disguise and escaping.

"Why don't you guys just retreat into the Gray World?"

"Because the Silver King is not dead yet." Spade 8 answered calmly. "Our goal is to bury the Silver King... Before he dies, we can escape, but we cannot retreat."

"Bury the Silver King... Who gave this order?"

"The Red King."

Chen Ling’s heart stirred. "Is he here?"

"Who knows... The old man is always elusive. Perhaps he is waiting for an opportunity, or perhaps he has always been in the shadows."

As the farmer flashed past in the distance, Spade 8 frowned, and the ants dragging his limbs suddenly accelerated, each dragging different body parts and diving into the sewers nearby.

"Heart 6, you are the target of our rescue this time, and your rank isn't high. No one will say anything if you retreat into the Gray World... While they haven't caught you yet, leave quickly... Leave the rest to us."

After the last word was spoken, Spade 8’s head vanished into the ground. Finally, a wrist even reached out, casually covering the manhole cover back, leaving no trace.

"Does our Twilight Society... have such weird people??" Jian Changsheng held it in for a long time, finally letting it out.

"Is there a possibility that everyone is weird, and you just didn't notice?"

Sun Bumian shrugged.

Jian Changsheng looked at Chen Ling, who had just returned from the dead, Sun Bumian, who had lived for who knows how many years, and Jiang Xiaohua, who was always looking for a suitable place to bury people alive. His expression became subtle... He suddenly realized that he seemed to be the only normal person in this organization.

"But Spade 8 is right. Our ranks are low, and it would be bad if we were caught by the Judgment Proxies... Let’s retreat quickly." Sun Bumian identified a direction and walked toward the nearest edge of the domain.

Jian Changsheng and Jiang Xiaohua followed closely, but Chen Ling walked a few steps and slowly stopped.

"What’s wrong, Heart?" Jian Changsheng and the others turned back and asked in confusion.

"You guys go first, I want to stay."

Chen Ling paused for a moment. "In the final analysis, all of this started because of me... The Red King, Senior Brother and Senior Sister, and other Twilight Society members, they went to war with the Fire-Tamperers to save me. If I ran away when they were in trouble, what would I be?"

Jian Changsheng and the others looked at each other and fell silent.

"But staying behind might not help." Sun Bumian pushed his sunglasses and said rationally. "Can you deal with the four Judgment Proxies?"

"If it were before, no."

Chen Ling’s eyes narrowed slightly. As his mind stirred, an illusory revolver was outlined under the sleeves of his red theatrical robes. "But now... perhaps I can."

Hearing this answer, everyone was a bit surprised.

As a Fourth Rank, dealing with four Eighth Ranks—this kind of talk would be a fantasy if said by anyone else, but if the person saying it was Chen Ling, it was completely different... If he said he could, he really could.

"Since you’re confident, then we’re not leaving!" Jian Changsheng gritted his teeth. "First deal with the Judgment Proxies, then finish off the Silver King!"

Jiang Xiaohua: (*｀皿´*)ﾉ

Jiang Xiaohua imitated Jian Changsheng, baring his teeth fiercely.

"Since you guys aren't leaving, I have no objections." Sun Bumian shrugged.

Finally,

Chen Ling’s gaze looked at Han Meng, who had been silent all along.

"What about you? You’re not a member of the Twilight Society, there’s no need to get involved?"

"What the Twilight Society does has nothing to do with me."

The black law enforcement trench coat fluttered. Han Meng held the gun hilt expressionlessly and said calmly:

"But judging the Silver King... I am very interested."