Chapter 926: The Next Candidate

Ying Fu stared into the Silver King's eyes. After a long while, he picked up the wine glass in his hand and took a light sip.

The deep red liquid flowed into Ying Fu's lips, but after just a brief swirl, he spat it out. Frowning slightly, he dropped the wine glass to the ground, where it shattered into pieces on the spot.

"If such dregs can rank among the best in your collection, it seems your collection isn't much to speak of."

Ying Fu said expressionlessly, as if mocking the Silver King for his lack of experience.

The Silver King was not annoyed; he just looked at Ying Fu with a smile and replied unhurriedly, "It doesn't matter if Your Majesty doesn't think much of my wine... I have other collections there that Your Majesty will like."

"I hope so."

Ying Fu took A-Qian and walked forward slowly. "Lead the way."

"Hehe, Your Majesty wants to go to the Wu-Ji Domain now? Isn't that a bit too impatient..."

"Oh? Is there something else?"

The Silver King turned his head leisurely, his gaze looking toward another direction in the Gray World, a faint smile curling at the corners of his mouth,

"My target this time, besides Your Majesty, is one other person... If I can also bring him under my command, it will be a lethal weapon capable of sweeping across both the Human Domains and the Gray World."

Ying Fu seemed to have guessed the Silver King's target, and his brows furrowed slightly...

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[Audience Expectation +5]

[Current Expectation: 72%]

When these two lines of characters floated before Chen Ling's eyes, he stopped abruptly.

"Hmm?" Jian Changsheng, who was walking in front of him, noticed something unusual and looked back. Seeing Chen Ling's extremely ugly expression, his mouth twitched wildly...

"No way, man, again?!"

"What's wrong?" Sun Bumian asked, puzzled.

"It's Heart! Every time this guy stops suddenly while walking, or looks up while doing something, nothing good ever happens! It was like this when we were targeted by Mo Lian in the Ancient Imperial Treasury!" Jian Changsheng couldn't help but complain,

"I'm starting to think he's a radar in human form!!"

Chen Ling: ...

"I bet he's about to tell us to run." As soon as Chen Ling opened his mouth, Jian Changsheng predicted with certainty.

"Run!"

Chen Ling couldn't care about arguing with Jian Changsheng. After shouting, he took the lead and dashed forward using the Cloud Step.

With previous experience, Jian Changsheng was quite convinced of Chen Ling's "Heart-sense." Almost at the same time Chen Ling moved, he followed without hesitation, followed by Sun Bumian, who was also running fast with the Cloud Step.

Jiang Xiaohua: ...?

While Jiang Xiaohua hesitated, Bai Ye grabbed his wrist and took him across the land quickly, away from the Ancient Imperial Treasury.

Bai Ye didn't know why these people trusted Chen Ling so much, but Mo Lian's mysterious disappearance just now was like a thorn in his heart. Being vigilant was never wrong.

The five of them traveled at high speed through the Gray World. Chen Ling was at the very front, his heart already sinking to the bottom...

As the saying goes, a sudden increase in audience expectation never brings anything good... Before, when they encountered Mo Lian, the expectation only rose by 3%, but this time it jumped by 5% in one go.

No matter what, run first!

Chen Ling's brain worked at high speed, carefully recalling the details, trying to find the source of this expectation. But before he could think for too long, Bai Ye behind him slowly stopped.

"...No need to run anymore." A hoarse voice came from Bai Ye's throat.

Chen Ling came back to his senses. The group stopped and looked back in confusion.

"What's wrong, Senior Bai Ye?"

"Haven't you noticed?" Bai Ye pointed forward. "We've been running for so long, but we've been walking in place... The surrounding space hasn't moved at all."

Chen Ling was startled. His peripheral vision swept across the surroundings. Just as Bai Ye said, they had run in a large circle and had actually returned to the ruins of the Ancient Imperial Treasury.

"A ghost wall?" Jiang Xiaohua suddenly blurted out.

"No..."

A deep bitterness appeared in Bai Ye's eyes.

He looked toward a certain spot in the ruins.

"This time... we really can't escape it."

In the broken ruins, a figure in a British-style overcoat walked over from the distance like a ghost. Behind him, Ying Fu and A-Qian looked at Chen Ling and the others with complex expressions.

"That guy is wearing both a vest and an overcoat. Isn't he hot?" Jian Changsheng whispered to Chen Ling.

Chen Ling: ...

Chen Ling glared at him, telling him to shut his rotten mouth immediately.

Chen Ling didn't recognize the man, but he could sense the terrifying aura occasionally leaking from him... That aura completely transcended their understanding. Chen Ling vaguely guessed that the man's rank was at least above Tier 8.

But they didn't know that person at all. Why would a powerhouse of that level attack them?

"Bai Ye... greets the Silver King."

Bai Ye sighed deeply and took the initiative to step forward, shielding Chen Ling and the others behind him. He pulled down the brim of his white flat cap slightly to cover half his face and said in a deep voice.

Hearing this, a chill surged from the spines of Chen Ling, Jian Changsheng, and Sun Bumian, drilling into their minds!

The Silver King???

He was the leader of the Fire-Usurpers, the "End Thief God" in the Fire-Usurper doctrine, the head of the Thief God-path, the Silver King???

Chen Ling had only heard of the Silver King's existence in the Fire-Usurper doctrine; he never expected him to actually appear before his eyes... One had to know that not only was there a traitor to the Fire-Usurpers among them, but they had also just crippled a Thief Saint, Mo Lian... Their feud with the Silver King was definitely huge!

At the same time, Chen Ling also noticed the two people behind the Silver King. He and Ying Fu exchanged a glance from a distance, both remaining silent.

How did these two end up together?

"I betrayed the Fire-Usurpers, and I was the one who wounded Mo Lian." Bai Ye looked at the Silver King walking slowly toward them, his face under the flat cap deathly pale. He said in a deep voice,

"You can deal with me however you want, but let the others go."

Bai Ye's betrayal was already known to the Silver King. Any sophistry at this point was meaningless. He knew he couldn't escape this disaster today; he only hoped the Silver King would spare Chen Ling and the others.

The Silver King had no expression, calmly walking forward step by step. At the same time, the pressure from the head of the Thief God-path approached them like a mountain...

Beads of sweat rolled down Bai Ye's cheeks. In front of the head of the Thief God-path, his power was suppressed to almost nothing, but even so, he did not retreat in the slightest, stubbornly standing in front of Chen Ling and the others.

"Li Laide!" Bai Ye roared in a low voice. "If you dare touch them, the Dusk Agency won't let..."

The Silver King glanced at him and beckoned casually.

The next moment, a beating heart appeared in his palm out of thin air...

Bai Ye's voice stopped abruptly.