Chapter 903: Particle Collider

With that, he didn't wait for Chen Ling’s response, but walked alone down the black steps and headed out of the great hall.

The closer he got to the hall doors, the longer his shadow stretched. His figure was no longer filled with despair and loneliness, but carried a hint of resolve and murderous intent. The boy’s blood-stained hemp robes looked like a suit of golden armor under the setting sun.

The bright red opera robe still stood in the dark hall, watching him leave, the corners of its mouth curling up slightly.

"Ying Fu... how will you break this game?"

He stared into the void, as if locking eyes with the future Ying Fu, and muttered to himself.

Chen Ling’s plan was actually quite simple: since Ying Fu could not be killed before the first time he met Chen Ling in the Era Archive, he would plant a bomb;

A bomb that would have the chance to kill Ying Fu directly once the predetermined events concluded!

This bomb couldn't come from the outside—after all, no one knew how strong Ying Fu would be by then. It was best if the bomb came from Ying Fu himself, because no matter the time or place, the only one who could truly kill him was himself.

Using Li Fu’s current predicament, his despair, and his worry for A-Qian, Chen Ling had personally crafted a timed shackle of death and placed it around Li Fu’s neck...

When Li Fu became Ying Fu, when this boy abandoned by everyone became the sole [Emperor], this shackle would give Chen Ling the ultimate advantage!

If Ying Fu kept his promise, Chen Ling could make him commit suicide with a single word. If Ying Fu refused to comply, the effectiveness of his skills would be greatly diminished, and he might even be driven to madness by Chen Ling... Of course, even if the latter happened, it wouldn't matter.

After all, in this game, Ying Fu’s stake was his life and his future; but Chen Ling’s stake was nothing more than a ring he hadn't used in a long time.

Li Fu walked to the entrance of the hall, and A-Qian, who had been waiting for a long time, waved repeatedly:

"Brother Li!"

Li Fu turned to look and saw A-Qian crouching next to a strange mummy. Seeing Li Fu come out, she dropped the bandages in her hands and trotted over.

"Brother Li, are you okay? Did that bad man hurt you?"

"Don't worry, I'm fine." Li Fu glanced at the mummy in the distance and asked curiously, "What were you doing just now?"

"I don't know. When I came out, I saw a big brother lying at the door, looking like he had fainted... I saw he was injured, and I was afraid he would die, so I helped wrap him up a few times..."

"...Hmm, but be careful with strangers from now on, okay?"

"I know."

"In a little while, I'll send you to Sister Wu Qiong. Don't run around until I get back, understand?"

"Brother Li, what are you going to do?" A-Qian instinctively hugged Li Fu’s arm. "I don't want to be separated from you!"

"Be good... this time, I won't be in any danger."

Li Fu looked toward the ruined city. He gripped his hand, which wore the ring, and spoke calmly.

"There are some debts I need to settle."

……

As Li Fu and A-Qian left, Chen Ling, dressed in his bright red opera robe, also walked out of the hall.

He turned his head to the side and saw Jiang Xiaohua groaning as he climbed up from the ground. It wasn't out of affectation, but because the wounds on his body were agonizingly painful after he regained consciousness.

Anyone else would likely have fainted from such intense pain, but Jiang Xiaohua only let out a few soft whimpers; anyone who didn't know better might think he was acting spoiled.

"You're awake?" Chen Ling was pleasantly surprised.

"Yeah..." Jiang Xiaohua glanced at A-Qian in the distance. "That child almost touched my skin... It's a good thing I woke up in time and turned away, otherwise she wouldn't have lived for three days."

"You're that toxic?"

"When I fainted just now, you didn't touch my skin, right?"

"Like you said, I carried you with bandages in between."

"Oh..."

Jiang Xiaohua looked down at himself and fell silent, like a statue.

"..." Chen Ling waited for a long time before finally asking, "What's wrong with you?"

"The bandages are mostly burned away. I need some clothes." Jiang Xiaohua kept his head low, looking somewhat embarrassed.

Seeing this, Chen Ling could only sigh helplessly and tell him to wait, then went back into the palace to rummage around...

A while later, he pulled out a golden dragon robe from somewhere and tossed it to Jiang Xiaohua.

"This will have to do. Just make do with it."

Jiang Xiaohua didn't refuse. He draped the dragon robe over his shoulders, his long snow-white hair cascading over the collar, and the five-clawed golden dragon seemed to dance in the clouds beneath him. He actually looked quite dashing in a unique way.

"Where are we going?" Once dressed, Jiang Xiaohua’s movements were clearly more natural, and he took the initiative to ask.

Chen Ling hesitated for a moment. Just as he was about to say something, a dull roar came from the distance!

Vroom—!

A golden path radiating the aura of the Emperor God Path descended from the heavens like a giant’s palm, landing on a certain imperial palace in the distance.

"This is..." Chen Ling watched the path to the heavens, his eyes narrowing slightly.

……

Xuanyu Domain, Floating Base.

Figures in scientific lab coats gathered behind the glass, excitedly watching a massive facility inside the laboratory, their eyes glowing as they discussed something fervently.

As the heavy black cloth was pulled away, a particle collider that had been sealed for who knows how many years appeared in their field of vision.

The scientists present were all born in this era, and they had only learned about the legendary particle collider in textbooks... Now that they were fortunate enough to see it with their own eyes, they were naturally incredibly excited.

"Professor, can the Tower Master really activate this thing?"

In front of the particle collider, a young man was also stunned by the massive, high-tech facility and couldn't help but ask the professor beside him.

"The Skill God Path is the power to turn decay into magic; it is the crystallization of human material civilization... Although it cannot return regressed science to its original state, it can briefly reverse the time of an object."

The professor stared intently at the Tower Master standing before the particle collider. Even though he tried his best to hide it, a trace of excitement leaked from the depths of his eyes...

"Is the operating procedure ready?"

"It is. The coordinates we are currently at are also ready for transmission at any time... Now, it all depends on whether Lord Xuanyu can receive it."

Everyone’s gaze fell upon the particle collider and the massive stasis pod in front of it...

Mysterious liquid surged within the stasis pod, and the figure of a young man hung silently upside down inside, his black hair floating soundlessly with the flow of the liquid, deep as an abyss.

That was the guardian of this domain, Lord Xuanyu, who had been in deep slumber for over three hundred years.

The professor took a deep breath, exchanged a glance with the Tower Master not far away, nodded slightly, and finally gave the order:

"Then... let's begin."