📖 I'm Not a Movie God Chapter 840: Recognizing Each Other
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Chapter 840: Recognizing Each Other

2026-10-03 · 👁 1 views · 1,278 words · ~6 min read · chapter 842 of 1928

Chen Ling pulled the trigger.

Puff—

The bullet of judgment silently pierced through Kongwang's head, instantly shattering most of it.

Kongwang, having lost all soul power, had no divine abilities left to use. At the moment before being hit, there was no anger left in his Yin-Yang pupils, only an indescribable coldness...

It was as if he wanted to deeply imprint Chen Ling's appearance in his mind, unforgettable.

The fences of the courtroom gradually dissipated. As Chen Ling walked slowly forward, the black marble ground also turned into the crumbling earth of the Old District.

With Kongwang's death, the chains that bound those souls completely disappeared. They, who had already been almost sucked dry by the original owner, were scattered in various places on the battlefield, turning back into invisible nothingness.

Chen Ling knew that they hadn't dissipated, but were still trapped by the [Land of Lingering], it was just that souls seemed to be observable by this world only when the Yin-Yang pupils were opened...

But among them, only one soul was an exception.

Chen Ling came to the original owner in the gray padded jacket and stopped.

"It seems you didn't need my rescue."

"I still needed it." The original owner said helplessly, "In the end, I'm still a soul without a physical body. Although I can borrow the aura of the God-Sacrifice Land to briefly control these chains, I can't hurt Kongwang himself... If he had taken the time to deal with me with all his might, I wouldn't have been able to hold on for long."

The original owner paused for a moment,

"However, it's fortunate that I was restrained by him... If I hadn't absorbed a large number of souls, I guess I would have ended up dissipating into nothingness."

This was the first time Chen Ling had talked to the original owner in this form. After all, their previous meetings were either in broken memories or in the theater fighting for the stage... He pondered for a moment:

"Then what should you do now?"

"Without the blessing of the Ghost Divine Path, I can't exist in the outside world as a soul for a long time... I might still have to go back to the theater and stay there."

"No problem." Chen Ling nodded slightly, "You go in first, we'll talk about other things later."

The original owner hummed, stepped toward Chen Ling, and the two figures overlapped in an instant, and then the original owner's figure disappeared without a trace...

Hum—!!

With a deafening muffled sound, the black bowl covering the sky over the Old District was constantly trembling.

After Kongwang's death, this Dao-Foundation treasure seemed to have lost its source of power. The people outside noticed this and were constantly bombarding the surface of the bowl, and dense cracks were spreading on its surface!

"The bowl is about to break." Sun Bumian walked to Chen Ling's side, his expression somewhat solemn. "This is trouble..."

On the other side, Jian Changsheng had also reached his limit. After the [Infinite Purgatory] dissipated, both the ancient killing intent and the black divine ring began to collapse, and his whole person was like a deflated ball, walking here listlessly.

He picked his ear, "Huh? What's wrong?"

“……”

"Look over there, what do you think is wrong?" Sun Bumian pointed to the side speechlessly.

I saw that not far from the shattered battlefield, Pu Xiazhan, Li Shengmen, and others were standing together as if facing a great enemy, warily sizing up the three of Chen Ling, their expressions somewhat complex.

Besides that, several surviving referees were staring fixedly at the three of them, holding walkie-talkies while reporting something quickly...

"Our identities are exposed." Chen Ling looked up at the crumbling black bowl and said in a deep voice,

"With such a big commotion inside the Old District, the outside must be strictly prepared... If I'm not mistaken, the top experts from the five major realms must have surrounded this place tightly."

"...Bad, caught in a trap." Jian Changsheng looked worried.

"?" Sun Bumian seemed to have been poked in a sore spot, gritting his teeth, "Who are you calling a turtle?? Who?!"

"Although we are the Twilight Society, we just killed Kongwang and helped them save those young prodigies! We've done them such a big favor, they wouldn't turn their faces and kill us on the spot, right?"

Chen Ling and Sun Bumian looked at each other and fell into silence.

"No, you two say something!" Jian Changsheng widened his eyes, "Just the three of us, how could we possibly break through the encirclement of those seventh and eighth-stage experts... We won't really fall here, right??"

"Cough, cough..."

Just as the three were talking, a burst of awkward coughing came from the side.

The three turned their heads at the same time and saw four or five "participants" huddled together who hadn't had much sense of participation from beginning to end, standing silently not far away... They glanced at Chen Ling and the others as if nothing had happened, and then naturally looked away.

"Is it him?" Jian Changsheng saw Plum 7 in the crowd and thought thoughtfully, "I remember him... He's the guy who pretended to be Jin Fugui and escaped from the underground palace."

"Jin Fugui?"

Hearing this name, Sun Bumian was startled.

"Yeah, a beggar who looked poor as hell, his strength wasn't great, but his means of faking death were pretty good... However, Heart and I used some means to kill him. Hehe."

Sun Bumian: ?????

Sun Bumian looked at those people carefully for a while, and his expression became extremely wonderful.

The next moment, a voice echoed in the ears of Chen Ling and the other two:

"I want to buy a glimmer of hope."

Chen Ling and Jian Changsheng were stunned in place at the same time.

They looked around blankly, their eyes finally locked on the few people who had just coughed. After looking at them again, Chen Ling tentatively whispered:

"Human civilization..."

"Shall never be extinguished." This time, they clearly saw Plum 7's lips trembling slightly. The latter spoke again with some complexity,

"Hello, Square 6, Spade 6... and Heart 6."

Chen Ling's mouth opened involuntarily...

Jian Changsheng widened his eyes in disbelief, his chin almost hitting the ground!

"He he he he he... they are also people from the Twilight Society??" Jian Changsheng immediately thought of Heart 7 who had been blown up, "Then the one we killed just now..."

"...Although the Twilight Society has always been at odds internally, you two are the first to kill a senior."

Pfft—

The few Twilight Society members around Plum 7 couldn't help but laugh out loud, watching the fun and not taking it seriously, while Plum 7's expression became increasingly stiff.

As a senior, almost being played to death by two juniors, such a thing could be gossiped about for three years in the Twilight Society... Like Heart 7 Jin Fugui, who was really played to death, he could be gossiped about for a lifetime. Every time he saw other members, he probably wouldn't be able to hold his head up.

Chen Ling and Jian Changsheng were shocked at the same time, and cold sweat broke out from their backs instantly.

Damn it,

This time we played too big!!

"The grudge between us, let's not mention it for now..." Plum 7 paused for a moment. He looked at the crumbling black bowl above his head and said in a deep voice, "After the five major realms open the black bowl in a while, you immediately run to the Gray Realm, don't look back..."

"We will cover your retreat."

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