Chapter 1542: Meeting Wuji Again

The wind pressure formed by the descent of the Eternal Realm blew sand and stones across the desolate land. With his opera robe fluttering, Chen Ling’s figure remained as steady as a mountain.

As the Eternal Realm drew closer, Chen Ling gradually saw the full picture of its underside. It covered an area roughly equivalent to half a human realm, and its outline was a perfect circle. Coupled with the materials at the bottom that were constantly shifting from transparent to solid, it looked from afar like a super-large alien spaceship landing on Earth.

The disasters of the Ghost-Mocking Abyss had never seen such a thing and were extremely restless underground. Chen Ling pressed his hand beneath his sleeve, signaling them to be quiet.

When the distance between the Eternal Realm and the ground narrowed to just over a hundred meters, a staircase built of white jade extended from the bottom of the realm...

This was an invitation from the Eternal Realm.

At the same time, a beam of scorching light was projected from the end of the staircase.

Under the illumination of this beam, the staircase and the earth below were as bright as day. It wasn't light emitted by electricity, but looked like a concentrated energy body. From a distance, it looked like a searchlight shining onto the earth.

The cinnabar earrings were crystal clear in this light. Chen Ling glanced at the white jade staircase and slowly stepped onto it...

*Thud—!!!*

Chen Ling’s footsteps seemed light, but as they landed on the staircase, they produced a muffled sound similar to thunder.

The entire white jade staircase, along with a portion of the realm’s ground above, shook violently, as if some terrifying giant beast had stepped on the earth around them...

*Crack—*

Fine cracks instantly covered the staircase, extending from the ground toward the bottom of the Eternal Realm, and finally, with a loud explosion, this white jade staircase, symbolizing the Eternal invitation, was actually crushed by a single step!!

Chen Ling refused to step onto this staircase leading to Eternity.

As the staircase crumbled, the descent of the entire Eternal Realm stalled slightly, as if it were stunned.

The Eternal Realm was Wuji Jun’s base camp. He had kidnapped his member to "invite" him. Regardless of the reason, Chen Ling naturally couldn't come quietly and leave quietly...

You kidnapped someone from our Dusk Agency, threw down a staircase, and expect me to attend the banquet happily?

"Since it is an invitation, Lou Yu... why didn't you welcome me yourself?"

The red-bottomed, black-patterned opera robe danced wildly in the wind;

Chen Ling’s questioning voice boomed.

After a brief silence, another staircase extended down from the Eternal Realm. The obsidian color emitted a majestic and deep glimmer under the illumination of the piercing radiance... At the same time, a figure draped in a black robe walked slowly along the staircase.

The mysterious black robe fluttered in the wind, six Sage Stones engraved between his brows like blood-red petals, and a pressure at the Nine-Lord level swept over.

Wuji Jun, Lou Yu.

To welcome Chen Ling, he had truly walked down from the Eternal Realm...

As the obsidian staircase extended to Chen Ling’s feet, the black-robed Wuji Jun also arrived before him.

"Long time no see... Chen Ling," Wuji Jun said slowly.

"Where is my member?"

"He is in the Eternal Realm," Wuji Jun pointed upward. "Rest assured, he is our honored guest now. We invited him here just to find an opportunity to invite you to take a look at our Eternal Realm through him..."

"You call kidnapping an invitation?" Chen Ling sneered.

"After learning his identity, we didn't harm his personal safety," Wuji Jun paused for a moment. "However, your Dusk Agency is best at running away, so we used some methods to simply restrict his freedom... Of course, he has been released now. You can go up and ask him yourself."

Chen Ling had already contacted Mo Yao through a thought storm, so he naturally knew the cause and effect of his capture.

After the Lingxu talks, the Dusk Agency members had each left the Lingxu Realm. Mo Yao had encountered the Eternal Realm’s procurement team on his way back to the Cangyun Realm and was directly abducted.

After arriving at the Eternal Realm, everyone learned of Mo Yao’s identity as a Dusk Agency member and immediately reported it to Wuji Jun.

After that, Wuji Jun hosted Mo Yao. Judging from Mo Yao’s description, it could indeed be considered "well-hosted." Apart from not being allowed to leave at will, his food and lodging were of a very high standard... If not for this, Chen Ling’s attitude now wouldn't be this "peaceful."

"You went to such great lengths just to invite me?"

"You are now the Red King of the Dusk Agency, busy with a thousand things. If I didn't use some special methods, how could I invite you?"

Wuji Jun raised his hand and made a gesture of invitation:

"...Please."

Chen Ling’s gaze looked toward the Eternal Realm at the end of the obsidian staircase. He slowly took a step and climbed up step by step.

Since Wuji Jun did all this to invite him to the Eternal Realm, what harm was there in going to see it? Although he knew some basic information about the Eternal Realm through Mo Yao’s description, some things still required him to verify them with his own eyes.

When Chen Ling stepped onto the staircase, Wuji Jun also turned and went upward, the two figures—one black and one red—walking side by side.

At the same time, the Eternal Realm seemed to receive some kind of order and rose slowly.

The bottom of the Eternal Realm gradually turned transparent and then passed over the Ghost-Mocking Abyss. The many disasters entrenched underground didn't stay put but chased after the direction the Eternal Realm was moving!

……

Ancient Armory of the Military Path.

Surging waves rolled under the dim sky. Dense icebergs, like towering warships sailing on the sea, collided with each other, making creaking sounds. Splashing ice fragments fell into the sea, and bursts of water curtains shot into the sky.

And on this deadly frozen sea, a tiny piece of driftwood was struggling to move against the current. It traveled between dense icebergs and surging waves, as if it would be swallowed by the waves in the next second.

His black leather jacket flapped in the gale. Jian Changsheng gripped the edge of the driftwood tightly with both hands. The cold icy rain hit his body, but there was no fear in his eyes. His gaze was fixed firmly on the black shadow gradually approaching in the distance...

A giant sword that almost pierced the sky stood amidst the waves not far away.

Jian Changsheng couldn't forget this place, nor could he forget this frozen sea that had almost drowned him. His former cowardice had ended here. After he struggled to escape from here years ago, he had started a new life...

Now, he had returned.

This place had ended his weakness once... Now, he was going to end it a second time here.

But the difference was that the last time, Jian Changsheng was just someone else’s appendage, and his journey had been muddled and without a mind of his own... But this time, he had become the only person in this world who dared to approach the Ancient Armory of the Military Path again.

"Ancient Armory of the Military Path... I, Jian Changsheng, have returned," he muttered to himself.