Chapter 602: Deterioration

"Director Wang?"

Seeing Wang Jincheng appear at the entrance of the opera house covered in blood, Kong Baosheng and the others were shocked... Everyone knew what the situation was like outside the opera house. Wang Jincheng's appearance was likely related to the Gray Realm intersection, and everyone felt more and more panicked.

Chen Ling, on the other hand, had a very subtle expression, as if he wasn't so willing to help Wang Jincheng.

This was the temporary stronghold of the Twilight Society, after all. It didn't matter when there was an opera performance to disguise it, but now the "professional team" had gone out, and disasters were rampant outside. If things went wrong, he might have to take action against the disasters himself... Wang Jincheng appearing here was undoubtedly a trouble.

What's more, he was still entangled with the "audience." If he revealed any flaws later, things would be bad.

But unwilling or not, since Wang Jincheng had already come and was conscious, Chen Ling had to help if he wanted to continue the disguise. After all, even a seriously injured sixth-rank was not something he could solve. Helplessly, he walked toward the entrance of the opera house.

"Director Wang! What happened to you? Why are you covered in blood?" Chen Ling exclaimed.

Wang Jincheng looked at Chen Ling and paused for a moment, thinking he was scared by his appearance, so he spoke as calmly as possible:

"I ran into a few disasters and Jiangtian Cult people outside and got injured... I saw that there was no Gray Realm intersection in this area and it was relatively close, so I came over... Boss Lin, do you have any bandages or plaster boards for fixation? I can handle it myself."

"No!" Chen Ling replied without hesitation.

"...Then get me a few pieces of clothing and just tear off two wooden boards."

Chen Ling looked at Kong Baosheng helplessly. The latter understood immediately and took two pieces of clothing and wooden boards from behind the stage and handed them to Wang Jincheng.

Thump thump.

At the same time, a slight sound came from upstairs, like the sound of a heavy object falling to the ground.

Kong Baosheng was startled and looked at the direction of the sound in confusion. Suddenly realizing something, his face became panicked.

"Sir, I'll go upstairs to check on my grandmother first!"

After saying that, he picked up a lantern on the table and ran up the stairs quickly.

Seeing this, Chen Ling didn't stop him, but refocused his attention on Wang Jincheng.

Wang Jincheng was seriously injured. If his own physique hadn't been strong enough, and he hadn't used stones to slow down the rhinoceros's impact at the last moment, he would have been shattered into blood residue by now... These things could only temporarily stop the bleeding and fix the broken bones. If it dragged on for too long, there would still be a danger to his life.

Chen Ling watched Wang Jincheng bandage himself and asked with feigned confusion:

"Director Wang, what exactly happened outside? Isn't it a Gray Realm intersection? Why did you mention the Jiangtian Cult just now?"

"This Gray Realm intersection was originally triggered by the Jiangtian Cult." Mentioning the Jiangtian Cult, hatred flashed in Wang Jincheng's eyes. While bandaging his wounds, he said hoarsely,

"Those guys summoned the Wilderness of Sighs and took the initiative to guide a large number of disasters here... And they are too insidious! They actually disturbed my divine path while I was fighting the disasters. They are even more despicable and shameless than the Twilight Society!"

Chen Ling: ...

"That sounds really dangerous." Chen Ling said worriedly. "They won't attack us ordinary people, will they?"

"...Hard to say."

Wang Jincheng paused for a moment. "They might not kill people themselves, but I'm worried they are plotting something else..."

"What?"

"If it were just ordinary disasters, the Floating Life Painting could still handle it... I'm worried they are determined to destroy the Red Dust Domain and will spare no cost to directly summon an 'extinction-level' disaster." Wang Jincheng's brow furrowed tightly. "If that's the case... the Red Dust Domain is probably doomed."

Summoning "extinction"?

Chen Ling's heart skipped a beat as he thought of something.

Whoosh—!

An inexplicable cold wind blew past him, and all the lanterns in the hall went out instantly, plunging the entire opera house into darkness.

This sudden change startled Kong Baosheng, Huang Suyu, and the others. Even Wang Jincheng, who was bandaging his wounds, frowned and looked out the door, scanning the surroundings vigilantly.

Chen Ling glanced at the lanterns above his head, his expression in the darkness gradually becoming solemn.

Chen Ling pondered for a moment and spoke again:

"Where are these Jiangtian cultists? Are we safe here?"

"If I knew where they were, I would have killed them already." Wang Jincheng sighed helplessly. "However, you should be safe here for a short time..."

……

Clatter clatter clatter—

Kong Baosheng ran upstairs in a hurry, came to a dim room, and pushed the door open with force.

The flickering candlelight illuminated a corner of the room. The bedding on the bed was messy and twisted into a ball, but there was no one there. A figure with gray hair was curled up on the floor in pain, making bursts of painful whimpers.

"Grandma!!" Kong Baosheng dropped the lantern and ran to her side anxiously. "Grandma! Can you hear me? Where does it hurt??"

The old woman didn't speak, just curled up on the floor in pain, her old eyes staring fixedly at the void, as if something was tearing at her consciousness. Her eyeballs rolled up involuntarily, and a large amount of whites were exposed to the air.

Kong Baosheng was scared silly. He had taken care of his grandmother for so long and had never seen such a situation. He got up in a hurry, preparing to find medicine.

His hands trembled as he searched the cabinet, found the medicine his grandmother usually took, poured the last two pills into his hand, ran to her side and knelt down, and carefully fed them into his grandmother's mouth.

"Grandma, take the medicine quickly..."

Kong Baosheng prayed while feeding his grandmother water. Only after the pills were swallowed did he breathe a sigh of relief.

But as time passed, his grandmother's condition didn't improve at all; instead, she became more and more painful. Kong Baosheng watched her face gradually turn pale, and his heart was jumping out of his chest.

"Grandma, don't scare me, Grandma... You've been taking your medicine properly, how could this happen??"

Kong Baosheng forced himself to calm down and began to think about what went wrong, but after thinking about it, he could only think about whether she took less medicine... But after taking those two pills just now, there was no extra medicine left in the house.

He gritted his teeth and carried his grandmother back to the bed.

"Grandma, bear with it for a while longer... I'll go buy you a few more boxes, and by the way, see if there are any painkillers. I'll be back soon!"

After saying that, he picked up the lantern and rushed downstairs quickly.

At this moment in the lobby on the first floor, Chen Ling was still talking to Wang Jincheng at the door. Huang Suyu and Uncle Quan were sitting on chairs, and Li Qingshan was still standing aside in his performance costume, looking out the window with worry.

Kong Baosheng strode directly through the lobby and was about to rush out of the opera house alone. Just as he stepped over the threshold, Chen Ling's voice suddenly sounded from behind:

"Baosheng, where are you going?"