Chapter 1771: Chen Ling’s Welcome Gift

The Red Star Wish Power within Chen Ling had now reached an astonishing level, exceeding any creature that had ever existed in this world. If it weren't for An Qingyu helping him seal the wish power, he would have already been squeezed out of the world by now...

Chen Ling was like someone sitting on a treasure trove but unable to use it easily; he could only open the seal a tiny bit, letting some Red Star Wish Power flow out.

And the Red Star Wish Power that flowed out was being desperately poured by Chen Ling into the domain of negation. As the domain expanded frantically, a pair of scarlet eyes looked like two red suns in the dark night, blooming with dazzling radiance.

Chen Ling couldn't open the seal too much; otherwise, he would explode and die again, or be squeezed out of this world again... He had promised someone he wouldn't disappear or leave again. Right now, he had mobilized his power to the limit within what he could bear.

Scarlet patterns extended from between his eyebrows, covering Chen Ling’s body. His body seemed unable to bear the excessive Red Star Wish Power again and began to crack bit by bit... But he had no time to care about the pain right now; he was focused on controlling his domain, his whole body tense.

Chen Ling was now like an extremely unstable gas tank. Precise and subtle control of the gas could help him exert powerful force, but the slightest carelessness would lead to total destruction.

A palm covered in scarlet patterns slowly raised from under the sleeve of his opera robe, pressing against the starry fist descending from the sky.

A terrifying hurricane surged from beneath Chen Ling’s feet toward the surroundings.

Li Laide felt as if he were wrapped in two deadly cyclones, his chest pressed so hard he couldn't breathe. Under this level of combat, he was as insignificant as an ant.

He stared fixedly at the starry fist in the sky, and a strong sense of unwillingness surged in his heart. His body was trembling uncontrollably; he couldn't tell if it was fear or anger...

Why?

Why could he do nothing but watch helplessly, entrusting his life and death to others?

His freedom, his life and death, and even his knees were not under his own control... He was like a tiny speck of dust. If those two accidentally blew a breath, he would vanish without a trace. And all of this, in the final analysis, was because he was too weak.

Li Laide’s self-esteem was too strong, so strong that he couldn't be like those other ordinary people who knelt and bowed, comfortably kowtowing to the strong. Placed under these two terrifying, world-destroying turbines, he felt no fear of his impending death, only regret for his own weakness.

He didn't want to be cattle or sheep to be slaughtered, didn't want to be an ant whose life was so cheap it would scatter with the wind at a single breath...

But...

Even if he was unwilling, what could he do?

Just then,

A slight rustling sound came from the side.

Li Laide seemed to see something out of the corner of his eye and turned to look at the ruins not far away... He saw Brand, who had just been unconscious on the ground, also being pinned to the ground by Ying Fu’s imperial pressure. His fingertips were subconsciously digging into the soil beneath him, and he let out muffled groans, seemingly about to wake up.

The wind howled, and Li Laide’s deep blue pupils narrowed instantly...

His body was silent for a moment, the hem of his black vest fluttering in the wind. A moment later, he braced himself against the two world-destroying pressures, moved his feet with difficulty and stubbornness, and staggered toward Brand as if carrying two mountains on his back.

His unwillingness and anger seemed to have found a vent at this moment. A viciousness and murderous intent, completely inappropriate for his age, occupied his pupils!

Hum——!!

At the same time, a roar sounded above Chen Ling.

When Chen Ling’s palm, full of cracks, pressed toward the sky, a domain that truly reached the world-destroying level suddenly opened. The power of negation burned in his eyes, and the extreme pressure instantly cracked the ground beneath his feet into spiderwebs!

"I... negate."

The words of fate were rapidly tampered with in the void, and the surging Red Star Wish Power washed over everything.

The starry fist that smashed down from the firmament, the moment it touched Chen Ling’s palm, actually turned into scarlet petals filling the sky and exploded with a bang!

The endlessly swirling red fragments were like a storm, enveloping everything within a radius of more than ten kilometers in the blink of an eye!

This was the strongest negation power Chen Ling could use by uncovering the Red Star Wish Power... This strike briefly crossed the chasm between the Eighth and Ninth Order, forcibly negating Ying Fu’s long-range dual-God Path killing move!

"What is this??"

The people and officials who were watching the starry fist fall from afar felt their eyes blur, and the surging red fragments submerged the streets or buildings. They raised their hands to block their faces, letting their clothes flutter in the wind.

Their eyes were full of confusion and incomprehension; the Calamity of Mockery’s methods seemed to have completely exceeded their understanding.

And when these flying red fragments landed, and everyone looked at the ruins again...

Those two figures, one red and one black, had already disappeared.

"...How did they disappear?"

"Were they wiped out directly by His Majesty’s fist?"

"If they were wiped out... there should be some blood left, right?"

"Could they have turned to dust?"

"It’s possible. His Majesty’s fist even distorted the starry sky. I was almost scared to faint just by watching from afar..."

"The Calamity of Mockery was wiped out by His Majesty!! We are safe!!"

"Long live His Majesty!!"

"Long live His Majesty!!!"

“……”

After confirming that the world-destroying aura had indeed disappeared, cheers rang out from every corner of the Chengtian Domain. The people were celebrating the destruction of the calamity that had invaded their home and praising the Emperor’s power, and the nobles and aristocrats also breathed a sigh of relief...

And behind the palace walls, where no one noticed, the fluttering red fragments also drifted down from the sky like snowflakes.

Eunuch Zuo and He Jing stood in front of the sleeping quarters, watching these petals with tense bodies. Only after they confirmed repeatedly that these petals were nothing special did they relax slightly.

"...Where is the Calamity of Mockery?" He Jing asked uncertainly.

"I don't know... the aura disappeared in an instant," Eunuch Zuo said suspiciously. "Could it be that he really died just like that?"

"He left."

A weary voice came from inside the sleeping quarters.

Hearing this voice, Eunuch Zuo and He Jing turned simultaneously, facing the sleeping quarters, and bowed respectfully.

The figure inside the sleeping quarters was about to say something more, when the next second, a sudden explosion occurred!

Bang——!!

Eunuch Zuo and He Jing’s expressions changed drastically. The two rushed behind the door without hesitation, their auras fully unleashed, their hearts in their throats...

"Is someone assassinating??" Eunuch Zuo exclaimed?

However, there was no sign of an assassin in the sleeping quarters at this moment; everything was intact... The white gauze fluttered slightly, only the bed that Ying Fu had been sitting on had crumbled into a pile of debris.

"This..." He Jing stood there in a daze.

"No need to be nervous... he left," the figure behind the gauze said slowly after a long silence.

"This was the 'welcome gift' he gave to me before he left."