Chapter 1812: Re-entering the Ancient Armory

"Although I can't be entirely certain, it should be him," Liu Qingyan’s voice sounded from his thoughts.

"According to intelligence, a few days ago, Aurora Prison organized a group of people to take this ship to the Ancient Armory. This is a regular activity between the Chengtian Realm and Aurora Prison. They send ordinary people into the Ancient Armory to see if there are any good seedlings who can gain the gaze of the God Path and step onto the Path of the Armory God..."

Chen Ling was not surprised by this practice of Aurora Prison; he and Jian Changsheng had been sent into the Ancient Armory in exactly this way back then.

He continued to listen carefully.

"In the Ancient Armory, fighting among each other is a very normal thing. But among this batch of people, one teenager was hunted by enemies and stumbled into the depths of the Ancient Armory..."

"Normal training is strictly confined to a certain range; no one is allowed to enter the depths of the Ancient Armory without authorization. Those who didn't listen to advice and broke in before never came out alive... but this time it was a bit different."

"This teenager came out of the depths of the Ancient Armory alive."

Liu Qingyan paused and continued,

"According to his description, as soon as he left the training range, he was hunted by a large number of killing-intent puppets and almost lost his life... At the critical moment, he fell into a rock crevice on a mountain wall and luckily escaped."

"He didn't dare to go out, fearing those killing-intent puppets were still blocking the way, so he had to bite the bullet and crawl deeper along the crevice. After crawling for a long time, he emerged from the edge of a cliff..."

"Standing on the edge of the cliff, he saw someone."

"That person was wearing tattered armor, standing in the center of the largest million-person pit in the entire Ancient Armory, and with just one sword, he swept away all the killing-intent puppets inside..."

"At the time, he had already been scared silly by the aftermath of that aura. According to his description, that person was quite young, about twenty years old. He seemed to see that person look over here from afar, and then he vanished."

About twenty years old...

The age matched.

At this age, sweeping across the million-person pit of the Ancient Armory with one sword—Chen Ling could be certain that such a monstrous genius did not exist on the timeline of the Fifth Generation world, so this person must be a variable that appeared after the world was restarted...

And as for those related to the Path of the Armory God and the Ancient Armory at this age, there was only...

"The Ancient Armory, huh..." Chen Ling frowned.

"That's it, I should have thought of it sooner... There are no traces of him in the human realms or the Gray Realm; the greatest possibility is that he is hiding in the Ancient Armory."

"But... how did he make himself of this world so strong?"

"And why is he hiding from us?"

One must know that at the same time node, the Jian Changsheng of the Fifth Generation world was just a servant who hadn't even stepped onto a God Path, but according to Liu Qingyan’s description, that person’s strength was definitely at the eighth-rank level.

Chen Ling was destined not to find the answers to these questions; he could only wait until he found Jian Changsheng to ask him directly.

But the biggest problem now was...

Chen Ling looked at the towering giant sword gradually approaching in the distance, his brows furrowing tighter and tighter.

A dark cloud gathered above the Ancient Armory, swirling like a vortex, with thick black lightning flashing within it like swimming dragons. A suffocating sense of oppression rushed toward him.

The hair on Chen Ling’s body was already standing on end. A sense of sharpness was mixed into the cold wind, cutting his skin until it hurt, as if if he got any closer, this cold wind could directly tear his skin open.

The Ancient Armory was radiating lethal hostility toward him!

The current Chen Ling was no longer the weak law enforcer who hadn't even unleashed the power of the Calamity of Mockery back then. He had been so weak that the Ancient Armory hadn't even noticed his existence, but the current Chen Ling had too rich a world-ending aura.

That towering sword of human slaughter was almost born to kill calamities; even Chen Ling couldn't withstand it head-on...

"Do you need to call Jack of Hearts over to let him go in and search?" Liu Qingyan’s voice sounded at the right time.

Chen Ling pondered for a moment,

"No, the Ancient Armory is currently guarded by people from the Chengtian Dynasty. If our people force their way in, they will definitely be discovered... It's better to keep a low profile."

"Then what do you plan to do?"

Chen Ling turned slowly on the deck, his gaze looking at the other passengers on the ship...

Most of the passengers on the ship were teenagers, and some were young adults. Their postures were straight, their gazes sharp. At this moment, looking at the Ancient Armory gradually approaching in the distance, a look of anticipation appeared in their eyes.

These people were ordinary people selected by Aurora Prison and the Chengtian Realm to be the next batch to enter the Ancient Armory for trials.

Chen Ling blended into the crowd, moving low-key among them. The people, who were currently in a state of excitement, didn't notice anything unusual about this person...

Finally, Chen Ling found a teenager sitting alone on a staircase in a corner of the ship, lost in thought.

This teenager seemed panicked about the upcoming Ancient Armory trial, hugging his knees with both hands, his face somewhat pale... He sat alone in an unnoticed corner, looking like the most transparent existence on the entire ship.

Chen Ling’s figure stood slowly before him.

At the same time,

The teenager looked up blankly, looking at this inexplicable figure in the trench coat, his brows full of confusion.

"Do... do you need something?" he asked in a small voice.

The figure in the trench coat slowly raised his right hand,

The pitch-black muzzle of a revolver aimed at the teenager’s forehead.

"I will enter the Ancient Armory myself... in another way," Chen Ling said calmly.

*Bang—*

The trigger was pulled, and a phantom bullet struck the teenager right between the eyebrows.

……

Amidst the low roaring of the ship’s whistle, the ship broke through the thick ice and docked in front of a black gate at the foot of the pitch-black giant sword.

One figure after another jumped off the ship and leaped behind the black gate. With a dizzying spin, their feet landed on the land of the Ancient Armory.

While everyone was excitedly scattering in all directions, looking for creatures manifested from killing intent to train, a teenager in an unnoticed corner opened his eyes calmly.

He was Chen Ling.

Or rather, Chen Ling’s will, which had transferred his memories to this teenager through [Yesterday's Revolver].

As for Chen Ling’s original body, which carried the teenager’s original memories, it had already been thrown into a Thought Storm by Chen Ling in advance. Relying on that teenager’s will, it was impossible to walk out of it in a short time, let alone use Chen Ling’s body to do anything.

Chen Ling possessed the teenager’s body, looked around, and looked at the towering cliffs in the distance, the rugged terrain, and the black giant sword that seemed to pierce the sky, a complex look appearing in his eyes...

"The Ancient Armory, huh..." Chen Ling muttered to himself,

"I never thought there would be a day I'd return."