Chapter 892: Domain Reappears

Jian Changsheng felt great.

Ever since he was killed by Chen Ling's gunshot in the Soldier Path Ancient Treasury, he had kept that grudge in his heart. Although many things had happened since then that kept improving his relationship with Chen Ling, he couldn't forget the grudge of that shot...

Saving Chen Ling was one thing, and taking revenge was another. In this regard, Jian Changsheng was someone who clearly distinguished between gratitude and grudges.

Chen Ling's head gradually regenerated. His complex gaze landed on Jian Changsheng, filled with emotion, speechlessness, shock, and anger...

The bad news: he was shot in the head by Jian Changsheng;

The good news: this was just a past memory. Dying here wouldn't really affect his physical body in the outside world, and in this memory, Chen Ling did indeed have two lives, so he wouldn't trigger the Calamity of Mockery.

BANG—

As Chen Ling exerted a little force, the skeletal cage shattered with a roar. Dressed in red, he fell back into the snow and walked silently toward Jian Changsheng;

Jian Changsheng had been laughing loudly a second ago, immersed in the pleasure of revenge, but as he laughed, he couldn't laugh anymore...

He watched the red-clad demon walking slowly toward him and swallowed silently.

Sun Bumian and Jiang Xiaohua stepped back in tacit agreement, drawing a line between themselves and Jian Changsheng, looking as if it had nothing to do with them.

"Uh... Red Heart, I really didn't mean it just now..."

"That shot was meant to help you break the bones..."

"Really, really!!"

As the red theatrical robe drew closer, Jian Changsheng's heart grew more panicked. With every step back, blood splattered onto the snow, and he prepared himself for a beating.

Chen Ling looked at the red blood spreading on the ground and the blood-stained pendant in Jian Changsheng's hand, his eyes flickering slightly...

He remained silent for a long time. The hand he raised didn't strike Jian Changsheng but instead rested lightly on his shoulder as he walked past him calmly:

"Thanks for this time."

Jian Changsheng froze in place.

Six simple words, yet they seemed to contain so much.

Chen Ling's gaze swept over Sun Bumian and Jiang Xiaohua, finally looking at the courtyard littered with corpses... Jiang Xiaohua's curse was marvelous; it seemed capable of creating a new possibility within a memory. The courtyard in Chen Ling's original memory was one of complete despair and pain, and he had only survived because of Chen Yan...

But now, there was an extra memory in Chen Ling's mind. It was so real, like a carriage running parallel to the original path, giving the storyline a new possibility here.

This memory was brought to him by Jian Changsheng and the others;

"Uh... you're welcome?" Jian Changsheng hadn't expected Chen Ling to let him off just like that, so he felt a bit awkward and replied tentatively.

Chen Ling didn't dwell on this matter but turned to look at Jiang Xiaohua, who was the key to connecting everything.

"Jiang Xiaohua, how is it outside?"

"My curse is about to disappear... It's time for you to go back," Jiang Xiaohua said sullenly. "The situation outside isn't good."

"The Saint of Thieves, huh..."

Sun Bumian sighed helplessly. "I really don't want to go out and face him... We finally got our memories back, what if they get stolen again?"

"In his eyes, we should have completely forgotten everything and have no ability to threaten him," Chen Ling said thoughtfully.

"This is our chance... a chance that only comes once."

Before Chen Ling could finish speaking, the world around them began to shatter. They had all recovered their memories and began to drift back to reality...

Like a revolver with three chambers spinning, ready to fire.

"What if we don't seize it?" Jian Changsheng, having been unlucky enough, couldn't help but ask.

"I can't save you a second time," Jiang Xiaohua shook his head. "If we don't seize it, everything is over..."

"Either die or become the Saint of Thieves' toy, take your pick."

"...I choose neither."

In the blurred light and shadow, the four figures drifted in different directions, about to return to their respective bodies. They looked at each other,

"Everyone, wish us luck."

The voice of the red theatrical robe vanished from the world.

……

Imperial Path Ancient Treasury.

In the vast wind and snow, a red line slowly outlined itself on Jiang Xiaohua's body, and then he was sliced in half. Warm blood gushed out, splashing onto the three people in the snow.

There was no pain or sadness on Jiang Xiaohua's face. He was like a numb zombie, slowly falling downward...

His eyes swept over the three people beneath him, and he muttered to himself in a voice only he could hear:

"It's up to you now..."

A figure wearing a bowler hat stood behind him like a ghost.

"The rats fleeing in panic cannot escape my palm."

Mo Lian looked down indifferently at the scarlet blood on the ground. Jiang Xiaohua, split in two, had completely lost his life. The rolling blood pooled together, connecting the three people lying side by side in the snow...

Mo Lian was not interested in this Witch Path user; his target was only Chen Ling.

Just as he was about to step forward,

the eyelashes of the three people covered in Jiang Xiaohua's blood trembled, and they opened their eyes simultaneously!

The moment Chen Ling woke up, he felt something pressing down on him. The three of them looked over and saw Jiang Xiaohua, split in two, lifeless.

Their pupils contracted sharply.

"Jiang Xiaohua!!" Jian Changsheng widened his eyes!

At the same time, Mo Lian hadn't expected them to wake up at the same time and was stunned for a moment.

Before he could make a move, Chen Ling spoke without hesitation, using all his strength. A roar echoed through the wind and snow:

"CUT—!!!"

In an instant, the world stood still!

The flying snow froze in the air, and Mo Lian still had a look of surprise on his face. The color of the world dimmed slightly with Chen Ling's "Cut," like a paused old film.

The red theatrical robe slowly stood up in the pool of blood...

"Hoo..."

Hot air drifted from the corners of Chen Ling's mouth, condensing into mist in the cold.

Although it was still quite difficult for Chen Ling to control this domain, he knew the severity of this incident. Therefore, the moment he woke up, he didn't even have time to confirm the situation around him before he activated the domain without hesitation...

Facts proved that Chen Ling's choice was correct.

His domain was faster than everyone else's; even Mo Lian hadn't reacted before he became a part of the performance.

Now, Chen Ling finally had the chance to look around.

Beside Chen Ling, Jian Changsheng reacted the fastest, already curled up and crawling on the snow like a spring full of power, ready to flash in front of Mo Lian the next moment; Sun Bumian didn't choose to stand up first but was frozen in the action of raising his hand, as if he were about to activate his domain directly.

In the pool of blood beside the two, the two halves of Jiang Xiaohua lay silently, his numb eyes staring blankly at the sky.