Chapter 1142: Fateful Enemy Battle

Fateful Enemy Battle

The pupil sun hangs high in the sky;

The black moon sinks on the earth.

Jian Changsheng stood in the moon shadow of the black moon. The redness refining the sky was clearly reflected in his pupils... The Calamity Aura drooping from the firmament was madly impacting the Killing Intent wave around him, even the black moon under his feet was tottering.

His face was as gloomy as water.

No matter what, Jian Changsheng didn't expect that Chen Ling had actually already mastered this level of power. If before Chen Ling opened the second Slaughtering the Calamity, he still had a seventy percent certainty of defeating Chen Ling, then seeing the scene in front of him, the winning rate was already less than ten percent...

Jian Changsheng thought he had already improved very fast, but having not seen each other for just a few short days, Chen Ling actually still led him by one step.

He didn't shrink back, but gripped the sword hilt even tighter. With an angry roar, Killing Intent madly surged, rushing to the sky like a black stream of light!

A huge palm that tore the heavens and split the earth was outlined from the tumbling redness, pressing horizontally towards Jian Changsheng's face like descended divine punishment. Under this nearly thousand-fold size gap, Jian Changsheng was as tiny as an ant.

Jian Changsheng's Spiritual Power was madly consumed, but his figure was still slowly falling under the oppression of this palm. The Calamity Aura from all directions constantly stimulated the Killing Intent in Jian Changsheng's body. Gradually, a touch of blackness climbed into his pupils again...

Jian Changsheng could clearly feel that an ancient Killing Intent not belonging to himself was restless deep in his body.

"Trying to control me again? No way!!"

Jian Changsheng was resolutely not going to give up himself. While contending with the attack from Chen Ling, he suppressed the restlessly moving Killing Intent in his body.

As Chen Ling's offensive became increasingly swift and fierce, the sweat on Jian Changsheng's temples flowed madly...

He was very clear that if this continued, he would undoubtedly lose.

Jian Changsheng hardened his heart, directly aiming his attention at the ancient Killing Intent in his body, sharp glints flashing in his eyes!

Jian Changsheng wouldn't let that thing occupy his consciousness, but since Chen Ling could control the power of Calamity, why couldn't he actively mobilize this ancient Killing Intent? At that time in the Tianshu Domain, he had already succeeded once.

If he could turn this ancient Killing Intent into his own use, he could definitely defeat Chen Ling!

Thinking of this, Jian Changsheng didn't hesitate at all, directly attempting to mobilize the Killing Intent in his body... But in the next moment, the blurry figure in that mud suddenly flashed through his mind. The Killing Intent he just drew out instantly became chaotic, even the Killing Intent attached outside his body was affected, shaking violently!

"Not good!!" Jian Changsheng's heart skipped a beat.

Failing to mobilize the ancient Killing Intent, instead his own Aura stagnated for an instant. The originally maintained [Dark Wheel Night Dance] and [Avici Purgatory] revealed flaws, torn open by the surging Red Paper!

Sizzle——!

Killing Intent collapsed, defeated like a landslide. In the next second, Jian Changsheng's figure was submerged by the huge red palm, pressed into the earth with a boom!

Even if Jian Changsheng had already tried hard to reduce the influence of his own Killing Intent to the lowest, but in battles between experts of the same level, even revealing a trace of a flaw would affect the entire situation...

Jian Changsheng mobilized his Killing Intent again, slashing open the tumbling Red Paper around him with a sword, but it was already too late.

As the Red Paper dissipated, in the distant ruins, a figure draped in a Theatrical Robe had already stepped out from the red clouds. His palm forcefully pressed on the earth, dense electric light wandering among the bonfire remnants!

[Reshape].

The bonfire embers and broken stones that hadn't completely extinguished yet reshaped under Chen Ling's palm, turning into slender and sharp black rods. They swept across the earth with a whiz, and before Jian Changsheng could react, deeply submerged into his arms and thighs.

Embers entering the body, Jian Changsheng felt his Divine Pathways being interfered with again. The Killing Intent he just gathered collapsed more than half again.

He gripped the Long Sword tightly, clangingly flicking away the other two flying black rods. But as the Bone-Stripping Knife in Chen Ling's hand lightly spun, Jian Changsheng's Long Sword flew out directly from his hand!

Pfft pfft!!

Four black rods pierced through Jian Changsheng's four limbs, pinning him dead-on to the earth. The rotating black ring behind his back bit by bit collapsed and disappeared...

Seeing this scene, Sun Bumian in the distance let out a long sigh:

"It seems, the outcome has been decided..."

Faint remnant fire danced behind Chen Ling. Countless Red Papers gathered under the Great Crimson Theatrical Robe. Chen Ling approached the pinned Jian Changsheng step by step.

He raised his fingertip, tapping at the center of his brow. A moment later, a brass bullet carrying a memory fragment was slowly pulled out.

In the palm of Chen Ling's other hand, a Handgun revolver had appeared at some unknown time. As he lightly shook it, the cylinder popped out. After the bullet was stuffed in, it spun and emitted a clicking sound.

[Yesterday's Revolver].

Holding the revolver, Chen Ling's eyes reflected Jian Changsheng's pinned figure. He slowly spoke:

"The power in your body is indeed very threatening... But unfortunately, you seem to have not yet mastered the method to use it. Using it rashly will only backlash against yourself."

Jian Changsheng already couldn't exert any strength, and could only barely raise his head to look in the direction Chen Ling came from. Unwilling, remorseful, helpless, bitter... His gaze was incomparably complicated.

He opened his mouth seemingly wanting to defend something, but ultimately still stubbornly turned his head away.

"You lost." Chen Ling looked down at him, speaking again.

"... I don't need your reminder."

Jian Changsheng's voice was somewhat muffled.

Chen Ling bent down, pressing the muzzle of the revolver against the back of Jian Changsheng's head,

"Is there anything else you want to say?"

"... No." Jian Changsheng took a deep breath, his voice low. "My skills are inferior to others, I have nothing to say... If you want to hit then hit, if you want to leave then leave."

Chen Ling was silent for a moment,

"I won't return to the Human Domains, at least not in the short term... I have many things to do here."

"Oh."

"..."

After a long while, Chen Ling spoke again:

"Leaving without saying goodbye was my fault. At that time, my consciousness wasn't quite clear anymore. I just wanted to leave that place as soon as possible... Sorry."

Jian Changsheng slightly trembled, faintly turning his head back. Without making a sound, he just looked at Chen Ling like this, with an expression of 'what would it cost you to fucking apologize earlier'.

Jian Changsheng opened his mouth, just about to say something, when Chen Ling said again:

"This fragment I give you, you must remember it well... I have a premonition that this world is about to fall into great chaos soon. Improving your own strength is the most important thing. You don't need to specially waste time looking for me... When I finish my business, I will go find you guys."

Jian Changsheng was taken aback.

In the next moment, Chen Ling pulled the trigger!

Bang——!!

The brass bullet carrying "yesterday" directly submerged into Jian Changsheng's mind. An image carrying terrifying impact force crashed into his memory. The latter's eyes rolled back, fainting on the spot.