Chapter 825: Seeing "Don't Worry" Brother Again

A few minutes later.

Kongwang slowly pulled his palm out of the referee's heart, and crimson blood flowed down his fingertips onto the ground...

He ignored the referee's angry and horrified gaze, raised his fingertip, and the chains dragged out the soul of this sixth-tier expert.

With the current accumulation of souls, Kongwang's strength had reached the sixth tier. Coupled with the unpredictable nature of the Ghost Path Supernatural Power, sixth-tier referees were no longer his match in a one-on-one situation.

Although he had gone through a battle, he had finally killed his opponent. Moreover, after capturing the souls of two sixth-tier experts in a row, Kongwang's soul army was replenished, and the previous consumption was fully compensated.

"Now, all threats have basically been dealt with."

Kongwang stepped over the referee's corpse, his gaze fixed on the city shrouded in the underworld. With a wave of his hand, the souls he had captured floated silently beside him.

These souls did not possess tiers or spiritual power themselves; they only retained the strength of the soul. Among them, the two who were sixth-tier while alive were the most solid, followed by the fifth-tier, and then the fourth and third tiers...

But among these souls, there was one that stood out.

"What's going on with that Play God Path soul?" Kongwang looked at the soul that was so transparent it had almost vanished, his brow gradually furrowing. "It's actually weak to this extent... It doesn't even compare to an ordinary person, and the divine path can't even sense it."

Surrounded by numerous souls, the weak soul appeared particularly small, as if it would dissipate and disappear completely with a gust of wind.

Kongwang was silent for a long time, but still muttered:

"In this era, the Play God Path is indeed rare... Keeping it will be beneficial for future plans."

After Kongwang made his decision, he raised his hand to mobilize the Ghost God Path. The soul of one of the sixth-tier referees visibly faded and weakened, while soul power flowed through the chains and continuously drilled into the weak soul!

This was not enough. Kongwang swept his gaze, and the other two Force God Path souls that overlapped with Fudi also began to take the initiative to send nourishment to the weak soul. Under the supply of the three parties, the originally fragile soul began to repair and strengthen at an astonishing speed!

The ethereal body became clearer, and Chen Ling's face gradually appeared before Kongwang...

However, unlike Chen Ling, the "Chen Ling soul" before him was wearing a tattered gray jacket, and there was a mysterious ghost-face pattern on his collarbone.

As this soul became fuller, the ghost-face pattern became more lifelike, and a wisp of aura extended into the void, leading to who knows where.

"Hmm?" Kongwang noticed the abnormality and looked up at the space above this soul.

"He is clearly a Play God Path... how did he suddenly become a Witch God Path??"

Kongwang was baffled. As the guardian of the undead world and the embodiment of the world's "yin," even after crossing a thousand years of time, he had never seen such a bizarre scene.

After hesitating for a moment, Kongwang paused using other people's souls to nourish this mysterious soul.

But whether it was Kongwang's imagination or not, when he stopped, a devouring force seemed to emanate from the gray-jacketed soul, as if it wanted to use the chains to actively absorb other souls to feed itself... But as the eyelashes of the gray-jacketed soul flickered gently, that absorbing force retracted and vanished.

That suction force appeared for only an instant, as if it had never happened. Kongwang frowned and examined this closed-eyed soul, seemingly having sensed its uniqueness...

But before he could study this soul carefully, a wisp of aura from afar locked onto his figure!

"The owner of the [Land of Lingering]..."

Kongwang turned his head to look in the direction the aura came from. After a cold snort, he temporarily put away these souls, intending to study them carefully after this incident was over.

His figure flickered, and he flew toward the very center of the Old District!

He did not notice that among those dull and chaotic souls, a figure wearing a gray jacket had silently lifted its eyelids...

A pair of mysterious purple pupils were exposed to the air!

……

"This is..."

A burning sensation came from his collarbone. Chen Ling looked down, and a thought flashed through his mind like lightning!

Is it him??

His soul was captured?!

Chen Ling almost forgot that he still had the soul of the Third District Chen Ling on him... It was just that after helping him reclaim the theater, that soul had fallen into a state of severe injury and had disappeared for a long time.

Kongwang's chains hadn't bound him, nor had they bound [Mockery], but had accidentally bound the weakest Third District Chen Ling... No wonder he hadn't died just now!

Chen Ling never expected things to develop in this direction!

"Damn it, I have to save him back!" Chen Ling muttered to himself.

Not to mention the complex relationship between Third District Chen Ling, Chen Yan, and himself... Third District Chen Ling had saved his life. If it weren't for his all-out help, he would have mostly likely become an audience member by now.

Moreover, Third District Chen Ling's Witch God Path was connected to the "God Sacrifice Land" inside the Calamity-Forbidden body. No one knew what would happen after Kongwang captured his soul.

Chen Ling stepped on [Cloud Step] and quickly vanished at the end of the street.

……

BOOM—!!

As a blood sword pierced through a building, the hard stone slabs exploded, pinning a mutilated body as it fell to the earth!

This blood sword had pierced through the man's chest. With his heart torn, he had long since lost his breath... His hollow eyes still retained their original horror, staring blankly ahead.

Amidst the swirling dust, a figure in black with a wolf-tail hairstyle was walking out calmly.

He raised his hand in a beckoning gesture, and the blood sword flew back into his hand. At the same time, his aura soared again, and ancient killing intent spread wildly into the surroundings!

Fivefold amplification!

Under the [Infinite Purgatory], Jian Changsheng had already killed five people in a row and gradually found the feeling he had at the very beginning. Surging power flowed within his body. He looked down at the [Privilege] in his palm and gripped it silently.

This time... it will definitely work!

Just as Jian Changsheng continued to search for his next hunting target, a ghostly figure, carrying a dense army of souls, drifted rapidly through the sky in the distance.

"Hmm?" Jian Changsheng's sharp gaze looked over there.

Under the fivefold amplification, Jian Changsheng's perception and insight had both improved terrifically. He saw Kongwang's appearance at a glance, and coupled with the army of souls around him, he roughly guessed the other party's identity...

Jian Changsheng didn't intend to cause extra trouble. Just as he was about to look away, a soul wearing a gray jacket, bound by chains, appeared in his field of vision.

Clang—

The blood-colored sword in Jian Changsheng's hand dropped to the ground.

He looked at that familiar face in disbelief, with a "seen a ghost" expression. It took him a full few seconds to snap out of it!

"No way... buddy??!!!"

"Don't-Worry Brother!!!!"

"Ah???"