Chapter 1467: The World About to Overturn

The World About to Overturn

Chen Ling's gaze gradually changed from confusion to shock, ultimately turning into an indescribable complexity.

His hands trembled slightly as he moved them away from these bookshelves.

"No wonder..."

"No wonder... you said that back then."

Chen Ling closed his eyes and calmed himself under the bookshelf for a good while before opening his eyes again... His gaze looked at the center of these four bookshelves, where an Optical Disc was standing alone on the ground.

Chen Ling bent down and picked it up.

——"The Secret Life of Walter Mitty" (USA), Ben Stiller, 2013.

Chen Ling's fingertips gently rubbed the surface of this Optical Disc. As if realizing something, with a thought, this Optical Disc opened up in his hand!

Swoosh——

A flying bird flapped its wings and flew past above Chen Ling's head. In the direction it flew, strings of colorful flags formed a long rope, fluttering in the sky above houses. The continuous mountain ranges in the distance were grand and magnificent, like a dream...

All of this was so familiar. In an instant, it pulled Chen Ling's thoughts back to the past, to that most reassuring and carefree time he once had.

Chen Ling's gaze swept over those buildings one by one, ultimately landing right in front of him.

That was the most exquisitely decorated building.

At its doorway,

A handwritten sign stood silently.

The handwriting on the sign was somewhat ugly, and there was a hint of slyness in the brushstrokes. In a daze, one could seemingly see a figure with a mischievous smile writing down this line of small words stroke by stroke:

——Home of Old Six.

White clouds floated under the azure sky like carefree flocks of sheep.

Above the boundless grassland, drops of scalding tears silently smudged into the soil...

...

Liu Qingyan waited outside for a long time.

It wasn't until the daylight dimmed and dusk arrived, and that seemingly temperature-less black and white sun gradually sank into the Gray World earth, that a ripple undulated once again in the nothingness behind the Clown Peak...

A figure draped in a Theatrical Robe slowly walked out from it.

Liu Qingyan quickly stepped forward. Just as she was about to say something, she was suddenly startled... Chen Ling's eyes, like the Clown's, were red and swollen.

Liu Qingyan didn't know what exactly Chen Ling was doing staying in the Ancient Vault of the Drama Path for so long, and she didn't ask much. She only knew that since Chen Ling had walked out of the Ancient Vault of the Drama Path, it meant he had already digested his emotions... or, buried them deep in his heart.

"Iya..."

Right at this moment, a faint voice sounded from the side.

Chen Ling turned his head to look, only to see the Clown with swollen eyes, groggily sitting up from a rock. As if he had sensed the Aura of this uninvited guest Liu Qingyan, an Eighth Rank Aura erupted explosively!

But in the next second, he saw Chen Ling beside Liu Qingyan again, and those murderous eyes immediately revealed pleasant surprise!

He bounced up from the rock and flew straight into Chen Ling's embrace!

Chen Ling's physical strength had long surpassed the past. He easily caught the flying Clown. The two pairs of red eyes met at this moment, as if both could see the emotions deep within each other's hearts...

Chen Ling and the Clown coincidentally smiled faintly.

No words were needed,

No crying was needed,

With just a single glance, these martial brothers could understand what was in each other's minds.

Everything... was understood without words.

"Fifth Brother, long time no see." Chen Ling's palm gently stroked the Clown's head, his voice unprecedentedly gentle.

"Iya!"

The Clown seemed to remember something. He wiped away his snot and tears, casually wiping them on Chen Ling's Theatrical Robe, then jumped to the ground, pulling Chen Ling's hand and walking in a certain direction.

Chen Ling was just led by the Clown to an open space in front of the house, where a messy pile of small stones lay.

"Iya, iya!" The Clown pointed at the stones and said.

"You want me to play stones with you?"

"Iya!"

Chen Ling didn't refuse. He just sat down opposite the Clown. The Clown thought for a moment, seeming not to want to bully Chen Ling, and took the initiative to hand all the stones to him, letting him decide how many to take and how to play.

Chen Ling looked at the handful of stones in his hand, remained silent for a moment, picked out five of them, and placed them sequentially on the ground.

At the same time,

Chen Ling silently recited five names in his heart.

Qi Muyun,

Chu Changqing,

Su Zhiwei,

Lou Yu,

And... Wu Tongyuan.

"Let's use these five." Chen Ling spoke slowly, "Whoever finishes collecting these five stones first wins."

"Iya——!"

The Clown waved his fist.

Time passed minute by minute and second by second,

The black and white sun gradually sank into the earth,

Liu Qingyan couldn't understand the game between these two. She just waited silently on the side, her black dress fluttering in the wind.

Rumble rumble——

Bursts of roars came from afar. Liu Qingyan turned her head in confusion to look.

Only to see at the end of the Gray World's horizon, a massive black shadow, carrying monstrous sandstorms, approaching here...

"...Calamities?" Liu Qingyan narrowed her eyes slightly.

Yes, Calamities.

Centipede, toad, scorpion, venomous snake, gecko. The Five Great Poison Chiefs were currently charging at the very front. Powerful Eighth Rank Auras rolled between heaven and earth. And behind them, an endless tide of Poisonous Insects surged towards here, one after another!

They were running, they were hissing, they came to seek their King.

Yet Chen Ling seemed completely unaware, still playing the stone game with the Clown... You win, I lose, I lose, you win, exchanging back and forth.

The Calamities of the Ghost Mockery Abyss surrounded the Ancient Vault of the Drama Path. They also seemed to realize that their King was busy, so after the centipede hissed, all the Poisonous Insects quieted down. In the misty night, they were like a silent black sea.

Chen Ling glanced at the sky, slowly stood up from the ground, and patted the dust off the corners of his clothes.

"Iya?" The Clown tilted his head.

"Mm, let's play again next time..." Chen Ling paused for a moment, "I, still have important things to do."

Seeing this, the Clown didn't ask him to stay, but just patted his own chest vigorously and then gave a thumbs up.

"Don't worry, Senior Brother. If I encounter trouble I can't solve, I will definitely come to you for help." Chen Ling understood his meaning and smiled faintly.

The Clown also grinned.

Chen Ling turned and walked into the darkness.

Behind him was the Ancient Vault of the Drama Path sheltered by the Clown Peak;

In front of him was the Ghost Mockery Abyss amidst a thronging carnival...

Chen Ling's fingertips gently took out from his chest that [JOKER] Card Face symbolizing the Red King of the Dusk Society. His red earrings swayed in the wind.

He was the master of the Ancient Vault of the Drama Path, the ruler of the Ghost Mockery Abyss, the Red King of the Dusk Society... While the Human Domains were still overwhelmingly busy in the chaos, they didn't realize that at this moment, three colossal behemoth-like organizations were all converging towards the same figure...

And the power carried by that figure right now was already enough to shake all the Human Domains.

"Red King, My Lord, where are we going now?"

Liu Qingyan asked softly.

The Theatrical Robe snapped in the cold wind. Chen Ling's gaze looked far into the Human Domains, like a Hunter in the dark...

He spoke word by word:

"Reverse the Era;"

"Reboot the World."

...

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End of Volume Four, "Song of Mockery".

Next Volume, "World-Ending Melody".