Chapter 188: [Asura] and [Asura]

Chen Ling looked at that bandage-wrapped face, his brows furrowing involuntarily.

This black shadow appeared too abruptly; even Chen Ling hadn't seen how he appeared. However, the other party kicked one person to death and threw two into the incinerator as soon as he arrived—this kind of ruthless method wasn't something an ordinary person could possess.

Who is he?

The other party was clearly not in the same group as these people, and judging by his methods, he might even have a grudge against them... Was his target also that hollowed-out corpse?

"Who are you?!" Brother Chen was terrified to see his three subordinates killed instantly.

"Me?" Jian Changsheng sneered, "I am a vengeful ghost here to take revenge on you."

As soon as he finished speaking, Jian Changsheng turned into a blur and rushed out. His fist broke through the air with a sonic boom, carrying terrifying force as it smashed toward Brother Chen's face!

Brother Chen subconsciously blocked with both hands, but his whole body felt like it had been hit head-on by a car, flying backward. A sharp pain radiated from his forearm; it seemed to have been broken by the punch.

His body slammed heavily into the wall, the recoil force sweeping through his internal organs. His vision went black, and his body collapsed like cotton.

Jian Changsheng didn't kill him, but grabbed his belt with one hand, lifting him like trash, while carrying the corpse wrapped in the white sheet and walking quickly toward the door.

He was leaving.

Seeing this, a cold glint flashed in Chen Ling's eyes.

The next moment, Jian Changsheng felt a bone-chilling coldness coming from his side. His pupils contracted slightly, and he lunged to the side without hesitation!

Whoosh—!

A flash of blade reflecting the moonlight grazed his cheek.

This sudden murderous intent made Jian Changsheng retreat several steps like a frightened bird, his back breaking out in a cold sweat. He instinctively pulled a short sword from behind his waist and held it across his chest, only then fixing his eyes on the direction from which it came.

Dim light shone from the window, spilling onto the wilderness at the entrance of the crematorium. A figure in a brown coat was standing quietly on the dividing line between light and dark. As his face lifted slightly, a black smiling mask entered Jian Changsheng's vision.

The moment he saw that mask, Jian Changsheng's heart trembled. Whether it was the scarlet, eerie eyes or the exaggerated smiling face stretched to the ears, both gave him an inexplicable sense of horror...

Who exactly is this person??

The same doubt appeared in Jian Changsheng's mind.

The two figures stood in front of the crematorium, the air suddenly falling into silence. They were both coldly sizing each other up, guessing the other's possible identity and faction.

[Audience Expectation +3]

"Are you with them too?" Jian Changsheng asked in a deep voice.

"No," Chen Ling shook his head, "I don't care if they live or die, but you'd better give me that corpse."

"Oh? And if I don't?"

"Then I don't mind turning you into a corpse as well."

Jian Changsheng naturally couldn't hand over this corpse; it was a crucial tool for him. In a pinch, he could even use it to blackmail the Star Chamber of Commerce... And Chen Ling wouldn't let such key evidence and clues be taken away just like that.

At this point, any probing or negotiation was meaningless. After a brief silence, the two figures rushed toward each other simultaneously!

Chen Ling had just witnessed the entire process of Jian Changsheng's attack and knew that the other party was likely also a Divine Path possessor. Not daring to be overconfident, he held his short knife with a reverse grip and stabbed himself three times without hesitation!

Scarlet blood instantly stained the blade, and Chen Ling's speed and strength surged instantly!

Jian Changsheng, who was rushing over from the opposite side, was stunned for a moment. Before he could react, Chen Ling's figure, which was so fast it left afterimages, was already in front of him, slashing a deep, bone-visible wound on his body!

What is going on?!

Jian Changsheng was dumbfounded. He didn't expect someone to stab themselves before a fight. Could it be that the other party was also on the [Asura] path, getting stronger the more they were injured?

Jian Changsheng came to his senses in pain. Seeing Chen Ling's second punch coming, he immediately blocked with both hands, but Chen Ling, who was already in a severely injured state, clearly had higher strength, hitting him with a punch that sent him flying like a kite with a broken string.

As he landed heavily, dust filled the sky. Jian Changsheng struggled to climb up from the ground, a ruthless look flashing in his eyes.

He also raised the short sword in his hand and forcefully slashed at his own waist and abdomen. The blood-dripping wound was immediately exposed to the air, and scarlet blood gushed out continuously.

"[Blood Garment]?" Chen Ling said in surprise.

Seeing this familiar move, Chen Ling raised an eyebrow. He didn't expect that after using this move for so long, he would encounter an enemy on the same [Asura] path who had learned his technique... However, judging by the wound, the other party seemed even more ruthless than himself.

Jian Changsheng gripped the blood-stained short sword tightly, staring at Chen Ling like a violent beast. He didn't approach Chen Ling by running again, but swung the short sword in the air, and the blood beads on the blade were immediately scattered by inertia!

When these blood beads approached Chen Ling, Chen Ling had already sensed something was wrong, immediately associating it with the other party's eerie appearance out of thin air just now, and subconsciously retreated.

He had just retreated one position when Jian Changsheng's figure instantly flashed to the position of the foremost blood bead, the blood-stained short sword cutting through the air, whistling toward Chen Ling's neck!

Chen Ling reacted extremely quickly. Driven by [Killing Waltz], the short knife in his hand clashed rapidly with the short sword. With similar strength and similar speed, the knife and sword collided repeatedly at a very short distance, so fast that sparks flew in the night sky!

Could that just now be a skill of the second stage of the [Asura] path?

Chen Ling recalled the scene where the blood beads instantly turned into Jian Changsheng, and he already had the answer in his mind. After all, not everyone had the ability to learn others' skills like him. Since the other party's first stage was [Blood Garment], the next skill must also belong to the [Asura] path.

As the two sides continued to fight, more and more blood seeped from Jian Changsheng's waist and abdomen. He narrowed his eyes slightly, and in the gap between exchanges, he wiped the short sword across the wound again, the blood covering the surface of the blade, completely soaking it red.

Clang—!

The short knife and short sword collided again. The next moment, fine blood beads were shaken off the blade and splashed everywhere!

Almost simultaneously, Jian Changsheng, who was directly in front of Chen Ling, disappeared instantly, and when he reappeared, he was already behind him. The scarlet blade pierced directly into his spine, sinking into it.

Sharp pain came from his back. Chen Ling, under the mask, let out a muffled groan and slashed back at Jian Changsheng behind him, but was dodged by the latter's agile retreat.

This skill, can it be used like this?

Chen Ling was also encountering a second-stage skill of the [Asura] path for the first time. Caught off guard, he was hit. Feeling the power continuously gushing from the wound, the eyes under his mask became increasingly cold.