Chapter 1061: Tian Huai

Tian Huai

"Everyone, don't panic... We will definitely protect everyone's safety."

In the crowd, Young Sect Leader Huai Meng, wearing a black robe, was trying hard to comfort the tense crowd nearby.

However, he was only a teenager after all. No matter how much he explained, those frightened elderly people didn't seem to trust him much, still chattering to each other about something, making the entire abandoned factory incomparably noisy.

Seeing this, Huai Meng's face was full of helplessness... Fortunately, Pu Xiachan quickly rushed over, protecting Huai Meng behind her, putting her hands on her hips, and shouting loudly with a penetrating voice:

"Stop arguing!! When we evacuate later, those who argue will be placed at the back!!"

As soon as this sentence came out, the voices of the crowd instantly weakened.

"Thank you, Sister Xiachan." Huai Meng spoke sincerely.

"No need to thank me, you originally weren't suited for comforting others, let me handle this kind of thing in the future." Pu Xiachan patted her chest. "You go rest for a while?"

Huai Meng was just about to say something when his mind suddenly stirred, turning his head to look in a certain direction.

"This Aura... Oh no."

Before Pu Xiachan could be confused, Huai Meng gritted his teeth and directly pushed through the crowd rushing outwards. His speed was incredibly fast, disappearing from everyone's sight in a flash...

Thump thump——thump thump——

The rapid heartbeat echoed in Huai Meng's chest. He definitely wouldn't mistake the owner of that Aura.

After arriving at the Wuji Domain, Huai Meng had always been restraining himself from doing irrational things detrimental to the group. Even though he could always feel that familiar Aura lingering in the air, he still diligently did the work of comforting the public.

But now, the owner of that Aura was taking the initiative to approach the crowd...

What the other party wanted to do, Huai Meng didn't know, nor did he dare to think. Just as the Master of the Babel Tower had said, perhaps the other party was no longer that relative he was familiar with. But if the other party was coming to kill these hundreds of thousands of people, he must stop him no matter what.

It was to protect these people, and even more to protect that person closest to him... Don't become a sinner who could never turn back.

Huai Meng ran with all his might. Several slender vines covered in green pupils coiled in front of the road. After noticing Huai Meng's approach, they immediately changed direction and extended over simultaneously!

"Scram!!!"

Huai Meng growled low. Several invisible personas were like fierce winds, sweeping across the earth, directly tearing all the vines blocking the front to pieces...

The silver clouds on Huai Meng's cuffs danced wildly in the wind. He charged headfirst into the barren block. This place was filled with ferocious and bizarre green pupil vines everywhere, and a faint mist permeated the air, not knowing if it was some kind of toxin.

In the bizarre dead silence, Huai Meng slowly stopped his footsteps.

Dilapidated streets, dancing vines, peeking green pupils... In this suffocating environment, countless silk threads tightened in the air. Two sorry-looking figures of Dusk Society members were suspended on both sides of the street like prey wrapped in spider webs.

"Cough cough cough... Damn it, I was actually the first to be caught." Seven of Clubs, covered in blood, cursed in a low voice. "What about you, how did you get caught too?"

Eight of Spades, who "acted separately" opposite him, fell silent for a moment,

"In the sewer, there were tentacles of that vine creature everywhere, I walked right into the muzzle."

"..."

Huai Meng didn't know these two people, but guessed they were probably members of the Dusk Society. His gaze only stayed on the two of them for a moment before looking deeper into the mist...

A figure also wearing a silver cloud black robe slowly rose from the dead silence.

The Rank 8 oppressive feeling was like a mountain, heavily smashing onto Huai Meng's shoulders. His face paled, and his figure stood unsteadily in place.

Two gazes pierced through the mist, meeting each other.

Huai Meng looked at that familiar yet unfamiliar face. Not knowing how much time had passed, he hoarsely spat out two words:

"... Brother."

...

Click, click, click, click——

Four brass-colored bullets were pressed into the revolver's cylinder by Chen Ling.

With a flip of his wrist, the cylinder spun with a "whirring" sound, and then instantly returned to its position...

"... Let's go." Chen Ling held the Bone-Stripping Knife in one hand and the revolver in the other, calmly looking at the mist not far away.

"It's done just like this?" Jian Changsheng spoke uncertainly. "So fast?"

Jian Changsheng witnessed Chen Ling's entire process of activating [Yesterday's Revolver]. He only saw Chen Ling directly reach his hand into the center of the four people's brows. After groping for a moment, he took out a bullet from each of them, and then stuffed it into the revolver.

The whole process added together probably didn't even take three minutes.

"It's not fast anymore." Chen Ling shook his head. "Any slower, I reckon the other members will all be caught..."

"But Chief Han Meng hasn't returned yet, should we wait for him for a bit?" Sun Bumian glanced into the distance.

"... No need."

Chen Ling glanced at the three people. "Time waits for no one, we can't always live under the protection of the strong... Isn't there a solitary Judgment Proxy right beside us? Let's test it out on him first."

The crowd simultaneously turned their heads to look not far away. In the hazy mist, a figure wearing a black robe was slowly descending...

"That's..."

...

"Brother?"

Tian Huai frowned. He carefully looked at Huai Meng's face. His eyes first lost focus briefly, and then a trace of killing intent began to spread. "I've long heard that Dusk Society members like Manipulating Minds... Now it seems, it really is so."

Huai Meng froze in place.

Looking at Tian Huai's indifferent eyes, even though he was already prepared early on, his heart still ached for a while...

Before he could say anything more, Tian Huai waved his palm. Countless silk threads tightened in the nothingness, and a violent rumble sounded from beneath Huai Meng's feet!

The next moment, the streets on both sides seemed to come alive, turning into a giant puppet hand of stone, directly grabbing Huai Meng's figure into its palm, as if wanting to forcefully crush him...

But Huai Meng reacted at the first moment. He took a deep breath to calm himself down, and as if having Foreknowledge, leaped in place in advance, perfectly dodging all the fingers of the giant hand, accurately drilling out from the gaps.

He was Tian Huai's younger brother. From a young age, he trained under his brother... Regarding Tian Huai's methods, he understood them considerably clearly.

Seeing this, Tian Huai's eyes narrowed slightly. He gently patted the Cloth Bag at his waist, and one by one, visible "boxes" were outlined in the nothingness behind him... The appearance of those boxes was exquisite and quaint, like folk craftsmanship. At this time, they were all floating upright in midair, like a neat display wall.

As Tian Huai casually pointed, the lid of one of the boxes was lifted,

An ancient and mysterious wooden puppet seemed to be pulled up by someone's string, expanding wildly in the wind, turning into a giant object seven or eight stories high, crashing down in front of Huai Meng!

"Earth Fiend Puppet Transformation... [Mountain Bearer]."