I'm not a drama god

Chen Ling pulled the trigger.

puff--

The bullet of Judgment silently pierced through Kong Wang's head, instantly shattering most of it.

Having lost all his soul power, Kong Wang no longer had any magical powers that could be used by anyone. In the moment before being hit, there was no longer any anger in his Yin-Yang eyes, only an indescribable coldness...

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

The fence of the courtroom gradually disappeared, and as Chen Ling walked slowly forward, the black marble floor 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 their original owners, were scattered all over the battlefield and turned into invisible nothingness again.

Chen Ling knew that they had not dissipated, but were still trapped in the [Land of Death]. However, it seemed that their souls could only be observed by this world when their Yin-Yang eyes were open...

But among them, there is only one soul that is an exception.

Chen Ling came to the original owner who was wearing a gray coat and stopped.

"It seems that you don't need my rescue."

“It’s still necessary.” The original owner said helplessly, “After all, I’m still a soul without a physical body. Although I can use the aura of the Sacrifice Land to temporarily control these chains, I can’t hurt the Void itself… If he takes the time to deal with me with all his strength, I won’t be able to hold on for long.”

The original owner paused for a moment.

"However, it's a good thing that he took me away... If he hadn't absorbed a large amount of souls, I would probably have died in the end."

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

"So what are you going to do now?"

"Without the blessing of the Ghost and God Way, I can't exist in the outside world as a soul for a long time... I may have to go back to the theater."

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

The original owner hummed, and walked towards Chen Ling. The two figures overlapped for a moment, and then the original owner's figure disappeared without a trace...

Om-! !

With a deafening muffled sound, the black bowl hanging over the old district began to vibrate continuously.

After Kongwang's death, this secret treasure seemed to have lost its source of power. People outside noticed this and kept bombarding the bowl. Dense cracks were spreading on its surface!

"The bowl is about to break." Sun Bumian walked to Chen Ling's side, his expression a little serious, "This is troublesome..."

On the other side, Jian Changsheng had also reached his limit. After the [Endless Inferno] dissipated, the ancient murderous aura and the black divine ring began to dissipate. He walked here listlessly like a deflated ball.

He picked his ears and said, "Huh? What's wrong?"

"..."

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

Not far from the broken battlefield, Pu Xiachan, Li Shengmen and others were standing together as if facing a great enemy, looking at Chen Ling and the other two warily with complicated expressions.

In addition, a few surviving referees stared at the three of them intently, holding the walkie-talkie and reporting something quickly...

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

"With such a big commotion in the old district, the outsiders must be on high alert... If I'm not mistaken, the top masters from the five realms should have surrounded this place tightly."

"…It's bad, we've caught the turtle in the jar." Jian Changsheng looked worried.

"?" Sun Bumian seemed to be touched in a sore spot, gritting his teeth, "Who are you calling a bastard? Who?!"

"Although we are from the Dusk Society, we just killed Kong Wang and helped them save those young geniuses! We helped them so much, they won't turn against us and kill us right?"

Chen Ling and Sun Bumian looked at each other and fell silent.

"No, you two should say something!" Jian Changsheng's eyes widened, "How can we possibly break out of the encirclement of those seventh- and eighth-level enemies with just the three of us... Are we really going to get caught here?"

"Cough cough..."

Just as the three were talking, an awkward cough was heard from the side.

The three of them turned their heads at the same time, only to see four or five "participants" who had huddled together and had shown little sense of involvement from beginning to end, standing silently not far away... They glanced at Chen Ling and the others as if nothing had happened, then naturally looked away.

"Is it him?" Jian Changsheng saw the Seven of Clubs in the crowd and thought, "I remember him... He was the guy who pretended to be Jin Fugui and escaped from the underground palace."

"Golden and rich?"

Hearing this name, Sun Bumian was stunned.

"Yeah, a beggar who looked extremely poor. He wasn't very strong, but he was pretty good at pretending to be dead... But Red Heart and I used a little trick to kill him. Hehe."

Sun Bumian: ????

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

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

"I want to buy a ray of hope."

Chen Ling and Jian Changsheng both stood there in a daze.

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

"Human civilization..."

"Never to be extinguished." This time, they clearly saw the lips of the Seven of Clubs trembling slightly, and the latter spoke again with some complexity,

"Hello, 6 of Diamonds, 6 of Spades... and 6 of Hearts."

Chen Ling's mouth opened unconsciously...

Jian Changsheng widened his eyes in disbelief, his jaw almost dropped to the ground!

“He, he, he, he…are they also members of the Dusk Society?” Jian Changsheng instantly thought of the destroyed Seven of Hearts, “Then the one we just killed…”

"…Although there has always been discord within the Twilight Society, you are the first to kill a senior with your own hands."

puff-

The members of the Dusk Society around Plum Blossom 7 couldn't help but laugh out loud, and looked over here to watch the fun, while Plum Blossom 7's expression became increasingly stiff.

As a senior, he was almost played to death by two juniors. If this happened in the Twilight Club, he would be bullied for three years... If someone was really played to death like Red Heart 7 Gold Fortune, he would be bullied for the rest of his life. He would probably not be able to raise his head every time he saw other members.

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

Oh shit,

This is a big deal!!

"Let's not talk about the hatred between us for now..." The Seven of Clubs paused for a moment. He looked at the black bowl that was about to fall above his head and said in a deep voice, "After the five realms open the black bowl, you will immediately flee to the gray realm and don't look back..."

"We are here to cover your retreat."