Chapter 615: Was He Harmed?

As soon as he finished speaking, Kong Baosheng grabbed the large bag of medicine and rushed toward the second floor like an arrow released from a bow.

Once his figure had completely disappeared up the stairs, Li Qingshan walked into the room, feeling incredibly exhausted.

Wang Jincheng, who was by the theater door, had witnessed everything. His expression shifted, and after hesitating for a moment, he finally stood up with the help of the wall and walked slowly toward him.

"Mr. Li Qingshan, right?" Wang Jincheng took the initiative to speak.

Seeing Wang Jincheng approach, Li Qingshan was stunned and nodded instinctively. "Is something the matter?"

Wang Jincheng glanced at the empty stairs and Huang Suyu, who was further away, before speaking seriously:

"Tell me the truth... Boss Lin, was he harmed?"

Li Qingshan: ???

Seeing Li Qingshan stunned, Wang Jincheng continued, "You can fool that child, but you can't fool me... I know what kind of existences disasters are. Even if you two split up, it’s impossible for both of you to survive...

You came back alive, which means Boss Lin was most likely caught by the disaster, and then..."

Wang Jincheng didn't finish the last sentence, but seeing Li Qingshan’s stunned expression, he felt he had guessed correctly...

In fact, his guess was quite reasonable. If any two ordinary people could survive in front of a disaster, what would the nine major realms of humanity have been worrying about all these years? Li Qingshan returning alone, disheveled, and hesitating when talking about Chen Ling was enough to explain everything.

The key was that Li Qingshan now felt Wang Jincheng’s words made sense. Facing that gaze that seemed to see through everything, Li Qingshan could only brace himself and say,

"I... I don't know. At the time, Brother Lin drew that disaster away for me. Whether he escaped alive later, I also..."

Li Qingshan lowered his head and remained silent.

Seeing this, Wang Jincheng already had his answer. He sighed deeply and patted Li Qingshan on the shoulder.

"You don't need to blame yourself; this isn't your fault... Boss Lin is a good man. I’m not surprised he would make such a choice."

“……”

Li Qingshan really had no other choice but to go along with Wang Jincheng’s assumption for now, just to get through this hurdle... At worst, he would just wait at the door, and if Chen Ling came back, he would grab him first.

Just then, the walkie-talkie on Wang Jincheng’s waist suddenly rang.

His expression changed slightly. He immediately walked to the theater door and pressed the button...

"This is Eighth Hall Master Yang Muquan. I’ve found the nest of the remaining Jiangtian cultists!" A voice sounded urgently from the walkie-talkie.

"There are too many of them. Sixty or seventy people are gathered together as if holding an apocalypse summoning ritual. There are two bishops among them, and the Divine Path in the surrounding area has been completely disrupted... There are also disasters circling the area; I can't get close.

I need reinforcements, repeat, I need reinforcements!!"

Hearing this, Wang Jincheng’s expression turned instantly serious, and a sharp light flashed in his eyes.

He had just thought that these Jiangtian cultists would be hiding in some dark corner trying to summon an apocalypse-level "Sighing Wilderness," and he hadn't expected his words to come true!

The good news was that someone had found the location of the Jiangtian cultists; the bad news was... even for a Hall Master, facing such a massive Jiangtian Sect formation, there was nothing to be done.

As the Police Bureau Chief, Wang Jincheng naturally couldn't sit idly by. Although he was still injured and his movements were very inconvenient, he had to go no matter what... What if his manpower was the only thing missing? What if they really failed to stop the Jiangtian Sect and the apocalypse descended? Then the entire Red Dust Realm would be doomed. Waiting here to heal was just waiting for death!

"I’m on my way!" Wang Jincheng replied seriously.

Not just him, but most of the other [Floating Life Painting] personnel also responded to the rescue request and began to gradually approach the location of the Jiangtian Sect.

Wang Jincheng put away the walkie-talkie and stumbled out of the theater door. Li Qingshan’s voice immediately sounded from behind:

"Bureau Chief Wang, where are you going?"

"To solve the source of all this." Wang Jincheng looked back. "Hide well in the theater and don't run around... In a while, this farce should be over."

After speaking, Wang Jincheng left without looking back, his figure disappearing into the gale.

Seeing this, Li Qingshan felt a slight sense of relief.

This guy was gone, the biggest unstable factor in the theater was finally removed, and his and Chen Ling’s story shouldn't be exposed... right?

……

Wang Jincheng gritted his teeth and walked toward the distance according to the address reported on the walkie-talkie.

That address wasn't too far from the theater, at least not too far for the current Wang Jincheng to manage. His only worry was that a disaster might suddenly pop up on the way, and he had already prepared himself to fight a bloody battle all the way there.

But the reality left him dumbfounded.

On this journey, he did indeed encounter quite a few disasters, but these disasters didn't seem to have any interest in him... Shadow-like monsters and skeleton-made monsters were fighting each other, and the scene was extremely chaotic. Especially in this neighborhood, there were many shadow monsters, which were chasing and killing the skeleton monsters all the way.

"The ones that look like skeletons are disasters of the 'Sighing Wilderness'... Where did the shadow-like disasters come from? 'Ghost-Mocking Abyss'? But how could disasters of the 'Ghost-Mocking Abyss' appear here??"

Wang Jincheng couldn't figure this out and could only bypass these melee disasters to continue forward. After a long time, he finally arrived near the address described by the walkie-talkie.

However, as he walked forward slowly, his internal Divine Path suddenly began to fluctuate, as if influenced by some strange magnetic field... And the further forward he went, the more intense this fluctuation became.

Wang Jincheng’s brow furrowed tightly.

He naturally knew this was the ability of the Jiangtian Sect. If there were only one Jiangtian cultist, this fluctuation wouldn't be too great, but if a group of Jiangtian cultists gathered together, with bishop-level ones mixed in, this influence would stack, like heat radiation spreading in all directions when a fire burns.

He was now stepping closer and closer to the Jiangtian Sect’s "fire source."

"Damn it... with so many Jiangtian cultists gathered, if I go any further, won't all my skills go out of control?" Wang Jincheng looked down at his hands and muttered to himself.

At this moment, even though he hadn't activated his skills, the dust at his feet began to drift away involuntarily... A faint shockwave was radiating from him as the center. It was a skill that belonged to the [Reclaimer], but it was gradually slipping out of his control.

Just as Wang Jincheng was worrying, he suddenly felt something flash past deep beneath his feet, moving incredibly fast, like lightning!

This anomaly was only felt by Wang Jincheng, who was most sensitive to the "earth," but he couldn't activate his skills to track it... He could only mutter to himself:

"What was that... that just zipped past?"