Chapter 937: Counterattack and Deterrence

A faint light flashed before Chen Ling’s eyes. Chen Ling looked at Tianhuai before him, his gaze as calm as water.

Just now, the King of Silver had stolen his "doubt" just like before, but he didn't know that he had already figured everything out. Losing his "doubt" didn't affect his existing judgment.

Chen Ling followed the original script and said to Tianhuai:

"Thanks."

In the distance, Ying Fu leaned against the wall, seeing this scene, and fell into deep thought.

"Chen Ling, is it..." The expected voice sounded from the side again.

Chen Ling turned to look. Chitong was pushing a dining cart covered with a silver lid, walking slowly toward here. His eyes narrowed, and his gaze toward Chen Ling was like looking at a lamb waiting to be slaughtered.

"Are you full? If you’re not, I have more here." Chitong rubbed the silver lid with his fingertips and smiled.

"No need, I’m full."

"Are you sure you don't want any? This stuff isn't common... It would be a pity if you didn't eat it."

Chitong’s tone was somewhat regretful, but his gaze toward Chen Ling became increasingly playful. He was very curious: what kind of reaction would this legendary World-Ending Calamity Fusion-Host have under his manipulation in a moment?

He mobilized his mental energy, preparing to launch his theft technique, and spoke slowly:

"How about we take a look..."

Before Chitong could finish the last word, the silver lid in his hand suddenly shook. The original dinner plate had been replaced by a plate full of sharp bone fragments. Seeing this, he was slightly stunned.

The next moment, a scarlet figure flashed before him!!

Boom—!!!

The food cart in Chi Tong’s hands, along with the trays, was kicked into smithereens. The roar of the explosion echoed instantly throughout the hall, and everyone looked over in astonishment.

Chi Tong was stunned; he had no idea what had just happened. The next moment, a hand grabbed his collar and slammed him hard against the wall!

A hideous face, bleeding from all seven orifices, was pressed almost against Chi Tong’s own!

"You... are you crazy?? Everything was fine, what are you doing?!" Chi Tong shouted, frowning.

In the eyes of Chi Tong and the others, Chi Tong had only spoken two sentences to him, offering him the food from the cart, but the next moment, Chen Ling had erupted like a madman, kicking the cart to pieces and pinning Chi Tong to the wall while bleeding from his seven orifices.

Chen Ling’s actions were completely beyond everyone’s expectations—illogical, without warning, like a total lunatic!

"I said I won't eat! I won't eat!!!"

A black firearm fell into the sleeve of his theatrical robe. Chen Ling pressed the pitch-black muzzle hard against his own temple, glaring at the nearby Chi Tong with eyes wide enough to split, his voice a low, savage growl like a beast:

"If you say one more word of nonsense, do you believe I'll let that thing out and eat everyone here???"

At that moment, everyone’s expression changed!

If anyone else had said this, they might have thought it was a joke, but coming from Chen Ling, it was a "ghost story" for the entire Wuji Domain...

In their understanding, Chen Ling was the world’s one and only fusion of the World-Ending Calamity, a terrifying existence who, after unleashing the Mocking Calamity in the Red Dust Domain, had beaten the Breath Calamity and the Wuji Monarch. If Chen Ling were to truly release the Mocking Calamity here regardless of the consequences, the entire Wuji Domain would be razed to the ground.

Lou Yu’s expression changed the fastest. As if recalling some unpleasant memory, he silently retreated to the church window, looking at Chen Ling with wariness, seemingly ready to break the window and escape at any cost...

Among those present, no one understood the horror of the Mocking Calamity better than him. Even if he were to recover his full strength and become one of the Nine Eternal Monarchs, he would be no match for the Mocking Calamity, let alone now, with only ten percent of his power remaining.

Seeing Lou Yu’s reaction, the others also nervously took a few steps back, their expressions filled with shock and uncertainty.

Chi Tong, who was right in front of him, was even more terrified by Chen Ling’s aura, his face as pale as paper...

Chen Ling was acting too realistically.

From the "frenzied eating" earlier to this madman-like outburst threatening Chi Tong, Chen Ling had already become synonymous with "monster" and "danger" in everyone’s minds. Under his insane actions and savage roars, everyone seemed to have forgotten his rank, leaving only the label of [World-Ending].

Chi Tong had only wanted to provoke and test Chen Ling, never expecting Chen Ling to flip the table, slam a nuclear weapon onto it, and act as if he were about to detonate it!

How was he supposed to test him now?

How could he dare???

What if one extra move caused Chen Ling to unleash the Mocking Calamity? Was that something a Saint of Thieves like him could handle?

With the test failed and not daring to make a sound, Chi Tong could only stand stiffly, letting Chen Ling grip his collar, not daring to move a muscle...

The entire venue fell into a deathly silence.

No one dared to approach Chen Ling, no one dared to say another word. Chen Ling just glared at Chi Tong, his aura incredibly fierce.

Chen Ling knew the Silver King was watching. Chen Ling was waiting, and gambling... He didn't believe the Silver King, a cautious man, would dare to let him "unleash" the Mocking Calamity; he didn't believe that even when pushed to this point, the Silver King could still watch with composure.

As it turned out, Chen Ling had won the gamble.

A few seconds later, the doors to the venue were slowly opened, and the Silver King, dressed in a shirt and vest, walked in from outside, his expression one of extreme surprise.

"What’s going on? I was only gone for a moment, how did you two start fighting?"

With a gentle wave of his hand, Chen Ling and Chi Tong were separated. The latter stood there with a disheveled collar, glanced at the approaching Silver King, and then silently lowered his head...

"My King, it was him, he just suddenly..."

"Chi Tong, Mr. Chen is a new companion and a guest of our Wuji Domain. How could you be so impolite?" The Silver King frowned, appearing somewhat displeased.

Chi Tong was taken aback. He opened his mouth to argue, but under the Silver King’s gaze, he obediently lowered his head and remained silent.

"Don't blame him." Chen Ling brushed off his theatrical robe and spoke calmly,

"I don't know why, but the moment I saw him walk over, I couldn't control the thing inside me... My apologies for disturbing everyone."

The Silver King glanced at Chen Ling from the corner of his eye, a faint glimmer in his pupils, wondering what he was thinking.

"It’s fine. After all, it is a 'World-Ending' Calamity; it’s normal to lose control..."

The Silver King seemed to have lost interest. He swept his gaze over the crowd and said casually, "It’s getting late. Let’s end tonight’s banquet here. Everyone, get some rest early."

As he finished speaking, everyone exchanged symbolic farewells and headed out of the church.

Chen Ling didn't intend to stay long either. He turned and walked toward the corridor. As he passed the entrance, Ying Fu, who had been leaning against the wall the whole time, exchanged a brief look with him before both looked away.

The Silver King stood quietly in the venue, watching the bright red theatrical robe gradually move away. The smile on his lips faded, replaced by a depth and gravity never seen before.