Chapter 1647: Lure

“Cough, cough, cough…”

“So, the funeral of Cangyun… It’s faster than I expected.”

A weak, coughing sound echoed from inside the room. Chu Muyun wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and looked out the window at the dim, gloomy sky.

“Help me push the wheelchair over. If we leave now, we should be able to make it.”

“Can your body still hold up?” Bai Ye stood behind the wheelchair, his brows slightly furrowed. “Didn’t the Red King say you don’t have to go?”

“I should go. I’ve stayed here too long… I want to go out and get some fresh air.”

Seeing this, Bai Ye stopped trying to persuade him. He pushed the wheelchair to the bedside and helped Chu Muyun slowly sit into it.

At this moment, Chu Muyun’s frame was much thinner than before. A deep blue scarf covered half his face. As the cold of winter gradually set in, every breath he exhaled condensed into ethereal white frost.

Bai Ye pressed down on the brim of his hat, his silver snake-shaped earrings swaying slightly in the air. A wisp of the God of Thieves’ aura drifted from his body…

“Shall we head out then?”

“Let’s go.”

The next second,

the two figures vanished into thin air.

……

Bang—!!!

In the pouring rain, the main gate of the theater exploded into pieces!

A blood-stained afterimage stumbled out from the theater, crashing like a cannonball into the street opposite. A massive roar echoed continuously through the curtain of rain.

“Chen Ling!! How dare you attack me?!”

“Cangyun Domain, total lockdown!! Follow me to encircle and annihilate the Twilight Society!!”

The moment these two deep voices rang out, the Dragon-Twisting Warriors and the Butchers at the Cangyun base simultaneously turned their heads toward the direction where the Lord of Cangyun had departed, their eyes filled with shock!

The Twilight Society?

They actually dared to attack the Lord of Cangyun??

At this moment, the Cangyun government was already surrounded by hysterical, severely ill citizens. These people had all had their loved ones or partners taken away by the Lord of Cangyun’s orders. Driven to desperation, they had no choice but to surround the government building, continuously throwing stones and kerosene-filled Molotov cocktails at it.

If they were enemies, the Dragon-Twisting Warriors naturally wouldn’t show mercy, but people always have a sense of compassion. Everyone knew these citizens were pitiful, and facing such a riot, they didn’t know what to do for a moment…

But upon hearing the news that the Lord of Cangyun had been attacked, everyone immediately found something to do. They rushed out of the government building one after another, swarming in pursuit in one direction.

The sound of the God of Strength’s path breaking through the air was like a whistling arrow, passing over the top of the Jinghong Pavilion.

A moment later,

a figure in theatrical robes slowly walked out of the Jinghong Pavilion.

A red paper umbrella opened in the rain. Chen Ling’s ruby-like eyes scanned the direction where the Lord of Cangyun and the Dragon-Twisting Warriors had left, a flash of complexity in his gaze…

The voice of the Lord of Cangyun from a short while ago surfaced in his mind once more.

“The current Cangyun Domain, although nearing extinction, still has Dragon-Twisting Warriors and top-tier combatants that cannot be underestimated…”

“I will lure them away for you as much as possible, to lower the defenses of the Cangyun base to the minimum…”

“At the very bottom of the base, someone is waiting for you.”

“……”

Chen Ling knew who the person the Lord of Cangyun was referring to, and he knew what he meant by “waiting for you.”

“Lord Red King.” Three figures leaped down from the second floor of the Jinghong Pavilion, like three eerie ghosts, standing in the rain behind Chen Ling.

“It will take time for the others to reach the Cangyun Domain… Until then, stay close to me.”

Chen Ling’s gaze fell gloomily onto the distant Cangyun base.

“We must speed up…”

“Qi Muyun’s time… should be running out.”

……

“Where is Lord Cangyun?”

“Is it my imagination? I feel like his aura has weakened…”

“Up ahead!”

“No, why do I feel like it’s to the left?”

“……”

The Dragon-Twisting Warriors tried to sense the Lord of Cangyun’s aura in the downpour, but whether it was due to the heavy rain or a problem with the Lord of Cangyun himself, his aura was erratic. Even though they had arrived in his vicinity, they couldn’t pinpoint his exact location.

Helpless, the Dragon-Twisting Warriors could only scatter to search the streets, vigilantly looking for traces of the Twilight Society.

And in a hidden alleyway they hadn’t noticed,

the Lord of Cangyun stumbled, nearly falling to the ground.

He leaned against the wall with one hand, breathing heavily. His shirt was already soaked in blood, and on the skin of his chest, countless hideous blood vessels were wriggling like living creatures.

The Lord of Cangyun’s wounds were inflicted by Chen Ling, and his current drop in aura was real.

As time passed, the Turbid Disaster parasitic in his heart was continuously drawing nutrients from his body to restore its strength… To curb its growth, the Lord of Cangyun had to mobilize the vast majority of his power to suppress his heart. As one grew, the other waned, and his aura grew weaker and weaker.

Drops of rain fell onto his shoulders, soaking his shirt. At this point, the Lord of Cangyun could no longer control his own power, nor could he avoid the heavy rain he had created himself…

This was the first time he had been drenched by rain since becoming the Lord of Cangyun.

He clutched his chest with one hand and leaned against the wall with the other, moving slowly through the alley, his eyes fixed on the direction of the Cangyun base…

……

“Give me back my son!!”

“You bunch of kidnappers!! Who gave you the right to forcibly send people to the Lingxu Domain?!”

“What kind of bullshit Lord of Cangyun, I think he’s just a dog raised by the Lord of Lingxu!!”

“I’m telling you, we’re all dead anyway. If we die, don’t think you’ll live either!!”

“That’s right, at worst we all die together!! Hand over the Lord of Cangyun!”

“……”

Noisy shouts erupted outside the Cangyun government building. Not a single window in the entire building remained intact. Homemade Molotov cocktails were thrown from outside into the rooms, igniting directly in offices or hallways, scorching everything black.

Several remaining Dragon-Twisting Warriors tried to put out the fires in a panic while attempting to use their pressure to force the citizens back, but with little effect.

These citizens weren’t even afraid of death anymore; what could a bit of pressure do?

But the Dragon-Twisting Warriors couldn’t actually rush out and kill these people, so they could only suppress their anger and clean up the mess. Just then, as if they had sensed something, they all turned to look out the window…

In the hazy rain, a figure holding a large red paper umbrella was slowly walking from the distance.

This aura…

“Oh no!”

“Is it the Red King?!!”

“How could he appear here?! Shouldn’t he be being hunted by Lord Cangyun right now??”

Several Dragon-Twisting Warriors felt a jolt in their hearts and immediately prepared to report the news, but then, a light, mocking laugh sounded from behind them…

“You Dragon-Twisting Warriors of the God of Strength’s path… is your vigilance always this poor?”

Their pupils constricted slightly, and they turned their heads sharply to see a young man covered in gold ornaments, holding a curved blade, hanging upside down from the ceiling of the hallway, looking at them with utter disdain.