Chapter 475: Ying Fu

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Lines of deep green characters flashed before Chen Ling’s eyes. The USB drive was currently plugged into the floor in front of him, and mysterious patterns were spreading wildly through the room.

The next moment, his consciousness began to sink.

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*Boom—!!!*

The moment Chen Ling opened his eyes, an earth-shattering explosion sounded behind him!

Shattered stones whistled past his ears, and the shockwave slammed into his back, sending his body flying into the air and crashing toward the earth below...

Fortunately, Chen Ling had already learned the 【Cloud Step】. He stepped on the void with one foot to stabilize his body, nimbly skimming past the core area of the explosion and stopping above a forest hundreds of meters away.

Chen Ling looked back and saw hideous cracks covering the earth, with a golden spear stuck in the center, gleaming in the sun.

Seeing that golden spear, the memories from the era archive flooded back.

Before he logged off last time, that mysterious Emperor God Path had locked onto him with 【Heavenly Wolf】, while simultaneously pulling a golden spear from the earth and throwing it at him with astonishing force... It was that very spear that almost killed him on the Twilight Society’s beat-up tractor.

"Such strong destructive power," Chen Ling narrowed his eyes at the cracked earth, muttering to himself.

The good news was that, perhaps because he had logged off once, the "Heavenly Wolf" lock that had been attached to him was gone. He was back in his prime, with not a single wound left on his body.

Meanwhile, amidst the flying dust, a figure walked slowly from the cracked earth.

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Deep green characters flickered across the void in front of him. His brows were sharp as swords, his eyes slanted like a phoenix, revealing majesty and indifference involuntarily.

"Still only Third Stage..." the man snorted coldly.

Chen Ling’s bright red stage robes fluttered in the air. He watched the man and spoke in a deep voice:

"Who exactly are you?"

The man stood still before the golden spear. Hearing this question, a deep look flashed in his eyes.

He was silent for a long time before saying slowly:

"Ying... Fu. 'Fu' as in subversion."

"Ying Fu?"

To be honest, when he heard the surname "Ying," Chen Ling’s heart skipped a beat. After all, a certain emperor with that surname was far too famous... If the person in front of him was truly the First Emperor, Ying Zheng, Chen Ling would probably fall apart on the spot.

And thinking about it carefully, there was Bai Qi in the Weapon Path Ancient Treasury, so it wasn't impossible for a Ying Zheng to emerge from the lost Emperor Path Ancient Treasury... Therefore, after hearing the name "Ying Fu," Chen Ling breathed a deep sigh of relief.

"I haven't provoked you, why do you want to kill me?"

"A world does not need two ideologies," Ying Fu said calmly. "The era does not need to return; history can only move forward... To sweep away the decline of humanity, one must have the faith to break bones and cut flesh, and the courage to fight without fear! Only through the unification of the world, gathering the strength of millions, can humanity carve out a path to survival.

...Your Twilight Society, since you are unwilling to submit to the Emperor, you are naturally the Emperor’s enemy."

Chen Ling was stunned for a long time before he barely understood Ying Fu’s meaning...

If the Twilight Society was a conservative faction with the philosophy of "reversing the era and restarting the world," then the Ying Fu in front of him was an absolute radical... He believed history didn't need to go backward; as long as the strength of all humanity was gathered to achieve unification, a path to survival could be carved out.

And in the process of this unification, the Twilight Society was a stumbling block to Ying Fu’s philosophy...

This philosophy was far too overbearing.

Chen Ling glanced at his audience expectation value and looked back at Ying Fu. He didn't have time to argue with this guy about human destiny or the right and wrong of stances. Once his expectation value dropped below 64%, it would be troublesome to get away later.

"Let me leave," Chen Ling said in a deep voice in mid-air, draped in his red stage robes.

"Otherwise, don’t blame me for being impolite."

"The Emperor will not let you leave."

Ying Fu’s slender palm slowly gripped the golden spear in front of him. His domain expanded again, a magnificent and overbearing palace rising from the ground, and rich purple energy surging endlessly in his pupils!

"Since you took the initiative to return to this era to seek death... the Emperor will grant your wish."

*Bang—!!*

As the golden spear was pulled from the earth, the surrounding mountains shook slightly.

Dense arcs of electricity coiled around the spear. As the tip was raised, a wolf’s eye opened in the void, cold murderous intent locking onto Chen Ling in mid-air!

Weapon God Path, 【Heavenly Wolf】.

The moment he was locked by the wolf’s eye, a familiar sense of powerlessness surged in his heart. He knew that peace talks were impossible, and his eyes narrowed slightly...

He reached into his pocket and gripped the pistol he had taken from the military personnel, pressing it against his chin, a look of madness flashing in his eyes.

"Whether you’re Emperor God Path or whatever else... it won't be that easy to kill me."

*Whoosh—!!*

Ying Fu flicked his palm, and the golden spear streaked across the earth like golden lightning. The terrifying sonic boom lifted the trees in its path, and the hurricane made Chen Ling’s sleeves flutter wildly!

Chen Ling’s pupils reflected the rapidly approaching spear tip, and he pulled the trigger without hesitation!

*Bang—!*

The bullet pierced Chen Ling’s skull, blood splashing in mid-air. The next moment, his body was pierced by the golden spear, and most of his body was obliterated into powder in an instant...

Fine arcs of electricity wandered in the sky, and half a blood-stained head fell slowly, one blood-red eye still staring fixedly at Ying Fu’s figure in the distance.

【Connection to actor lost, performance interrupted】

【Audience Expectation -50】

【Current Expectation: 15%】

【Warning! Warning!】

【Audience beginning to intervene in performance!】

*Boom—!!*

Countless red paper scraps bloomed from the half-head, like grand and gorgeous fireworks, instantly spreading across the sky for hundreds of meters. A terrifying aura, in no way inferior to Ying Fu’s, erupted!

"That is..."

Ying Fu’s brows knitted slightly. His figure retreated rapidly in mid-air, and the next moment, those blooming red papers swept over his original position like a tidal wave, faint roars emanating from within!

As these red papers obscured most of the sky, they began to close in at an astonishing speed, like the tentacles of an octopus, wrapping into a ball at the location of Chen Ling’s corpse!

Looking from afar, a strange red sun made of paper was standing high in the sky.