Chapter 1671: Wall-Breaking

On the empty, deserted street.

A figure in hemp mourning clothes walked forward slowly.

This time, the ancient emperor brought no one with him. He walked through the dim, deathly silent street like a lonely emperor sneaking through a lost world.

His eyelids were lowered, and no one knew what he was thinking. His dark shadow was cast on the wall beside him, moving slowly with the hazy starlight...

Suddenly, he stopped.

Because on the wall beside him, for some reason, two shadows had appeared...

One was wearing hemp mourning clothes, which was his; the other looked like it was wearing theatrical robes, standing quietly in front of his shadow. Yet, when Ying Fu turned to look in front of him, there was clearly nothing there.

But even if it was just a shadow, Ying Fu could recognize who that person was.

"Chen Ling," Ying Fu said calmly. "I see you."

A pair of ruby-like eyes opened from the shadow on the wall, and then a figure stepped out from the flat wall as if crossing dimensions...

The black shadow gradually outlined colors, the red-bottomed, black-patterned theatrical robes fluttered in the wind, and a pair of cinnabar-like earrings swayed silently.

This was the ability Chen Ling gained after being promoted to the Eighth Order: [Wall-Breaking].

The ability to break walls was very special; it could break through different dimensional barriers to travel. Previously, Chen Ling had used this ability to compress everyone in the Twilight Society into two dimensions, thus avoiding being wiped out by Lord Lingxu.

In fact, in the early days, Chen Ling had already seen the out-of-control Calamity of Mockery use this ability. At that time, he thought this ability just turned three-dimensional objects into two-dimensional ones or vice versa. But when he truly gained this ability, he found that it seemed to be usable for more than just two or three dimensions...

Perhaps when his strength grew stronger, it could exert an incredible effect.

However, he was already Eighth Order now and still couldn't fully utilize this ability. Could it be that he had to wait until he was promoted to a demigod?

"Where is the girl who was with you?" Chen Ling walked out of the wall and looked at Ying Fu's empty back, asking in confusion.

Ying Fu's gaze froze slightly. He was silent for a long time before speaking truthfully:

"She died... I killed her."

Chen Ling was stunned.

Seeing the pain that flashed through Ying Fu's eyes, Chen Ling probably guessed what had happened. He looked at Ying Fu with a complex gaze:

"...I can understand you."

Ying Fu closed his eyes, seemingly gradually returning to calm. When he opened his eyes again, his gaze became that of the sharp and deep emperor of the human world.

"I am not here to find you... I am looking for Lord Red Dust."

"She is very busy," Chen Ling took out a ghost that was imprisoned from his bosom. "If you are here for him, we can talk."

Ying Fu saw that Wang Jian's ghost had fallen into Chen Ling's hands and immediately guessed the reason behind it. He said calmly:

"It seems she has already chosen to restart."

"That's right..." Chen Ling narrowed his eyes slightly. "And you?"

Ying Fu did not answer. He just stood there quietly, watching Chen Ling... I don't know how much time passed before he took out something that looked like an imperial edict from his bosom and threw it forward.

Chen Ling reached out and caught it. The next second, he sensed the surging aura of the Imperial Path Ancient Treasury's foundation within it...

This was a secret treasure of the Imperial Path Ancient Treasury's foundation!

One of the two missing pieces of the puzzle for Chen Ling to restart the world had now been completed.

"In this world, you and I have no chance to fight head-on," Ying Fu said slowly. "When we reach the next world... you and I will decide the winner."

Ying Fu did not answer Chen Ling's question directly, but his initiative to hand over the Imperial Path Ancient Treasury's foundation clearly expressed his attitude... At least for now, he was on the side of restarting the world.

Seeing Ying Fu so crisp, Chen Ling also threw Wang Jian's ghost to Ying Fu.

His original intention was to use Wang Jian's ghost to make a deal with Ying Fu. After all, this was Ying Fu's former subordinate and had a chance to be reborn. If he could exchange him for the Imperial Path foundation, it would naturally be the most appropriate... But he didn't expect Ying Fu to be so broad-minded and give away the foundation unconditionally.

Chen Ling had never been a petty person. Since Ying Fu was crisp, he had to be crisp as well.

"However, I must remind you... the counterfeit era archive in your hand cannot enter the next world," Chen Ling said proactively. "Even if you get the genuine article, the ghosts you collected probably won't be able to go with you."

"I have my own ways," Ying Fu replied calmly.

Chen Ling said no more. For some things, pointing them out was the greatest sincerity.

Ying Fu put Wang Jian's ghost directly into a mysterious cloth bag and was about to turn and leave, but finally looked deeply at Chen Ling one last time...

"Reverse the era, restart the world... I believe you can do it."

Chen Ling raised his eyebrows slightly:

"Then..."

"I'll take your word for it."

The two emperors looked at each other on the deathly silent street, then turned and left in two different directions.

……

Eternal Realm.

"It hurts... Lord Wuji..."

"Hurts..."

As the painful groans grew weaker, a ten-year-old child stopped breathing on the metal table.

Clang—

A severed limb of the child, which had been transformed into golden metal, slipped powerlessly from Lord Wuji's palm and fell to the ground with a harsh sound...

Lord Wuji closed his eyes, his chest heaving violently. The Philosopher's Stone between his brows flickered silently, and the tsunami-like sounds of painful begging filled his mind.

"Damn it..."

"Why is it still not working?!"

Lord Wuji slammed his fist heavily onto the metal table, the terrifying force causing it to explode!

Metal fragments whistled and splashed. At this moment, countless citizens with a golden luster surrounded every corner of the great hall, like all living beings fallen into purgatory. They looked ferocious and pained, some desperately stretching out their palms as if begging bitterly... and the only thing they could pray to was Lord Wuji.

The tireless attempts left Lord Wuji's mind exhausted. He looked at the thousands of "failed products" here, and a trace of confusion emerged in his heart...

Could it be that he was really wrong?

No...

It's not the end yet, he must not admit defeat!!

Lord Wuji took a deep breath, the pain and struggle in his eyes quickly receding, and decisiveness and firmness occupied his mind again. Just then, bursts of noisy clamor erupted from outside the Eternal Palace!

"Lord Wuji! Give me back my younger brother and sister!!"

"We want to go back to the ground! The Eternal Realm can't cure any diseases at all, we want to go to the hospital on the ground! Lord Wuji! Please let us down!"

"During this time, the Eternal Palace has taken away so many people... how are they doing?"

"Lord Wuji, I believe you are not a bad person. Can you let me speak two words to my mother?"

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