Chapter 1518: Lock

Lock

Jian Changsheng's soul struggled frantically, trying to grab onto Jiang Xiaohua or Chu Muyun not far away. But his palms could only pass silently through their bodies, and not even his shouts could reach their ears.

That invisible force simply dragged his figure away, swiftly disappearing in the direction of the Temple of the Dead.

"Spades!"

"Six of Spades!"

Jiang Xiaohua and Chu Muyun couldn't see Jian Changsheng's soul, but they could see the vitality of that physical body rapidly slipping away, finally completely losing all signs of life, crashing heavily to the ground like a puddle of mud.

Seeing this, Chen Ling crazily consumed his Spiritual Power, and his voice resounded through the heavens,

"[Cut]——!!"

The Domain unfurled once again, and everything around them suddenly froze.

But the next moment, Chen Ling discovered the problem.

The timing Wang Jian chose to strike was simply too tricky. It was exactly during his resurrection process after being blasted to death by the Ghost Path lightning... At that time, he had just grown half of his flesh and blood, and simply couldn't make a move to stop Wang Jian.

Even if Chen Ling could rewrite history, he couldn't change the fact that he was struck by the lightning even earlier.

Regardless, Chen Ling still tried his best to rewrite the original Script.

Following a shout of "[Action]," the world once again flowed backward to the moment Chen Ling stopped the Ghost Path from erupting its fourth bolt of lightning. Having just grown a head and half a chest, he abruptly turned his head to look down.

"Watch out for assassins!!"

Bai Qi froze.

Dragging his charred, incomplete body, he threw himself forward.

Almost simultaneously, an ancient knife wrapped in bone-chilling Killing Intent flashed out from behind. But because of Bai Qi's early dodge, it failed to directly pierce his heart, instead sinking into his shoulder.

Killing Intent still poured wildly into Bai Qi's body, devouring Bai Qi's God of Slaughter aura, and also churning his internal organs and flesh upside down!

"You... are..."

The familiar dialogue played out once again.

Chen Ling's heart skipped a beat. He was in absolutely no mood to listen to that identical dialogue. After his body finished resurrecting, he once again grasped the Bone-Stripping Knife and descended from the sky, forcing Wang Jian back.

Chen Ling checked on Jian Changsheng's physical condition once more. Perhaps because the knife didn't pierce the heart this time, although Jian Changsheng's insides were still churned into minced meat, the speed at which his life was draining was slightly slower than before... At the very least, he didn't die abruptly on the spot before his eyes.

But based on his injuries, it was at most delaying death by four or five seconds. After undergoing two lightning strikes and having his internal organs ground up, he had almost zero chance of survival.

"Senior Chu!" Chen Ling shouted to the side.

In fact, before he even spoke, Chu Muyun had already rushed over at the first moment.

His Secret Pupil swept over Jian Changsheng's physical body immediately, and his expression became quite ugly. He shook his head.

"It's no use, he's injured too heavily..."

Chu Muyun was indeed a Divine Doctor, but that didn't mean he was omnipotent. Even if he pulled out a hammer right now to smash Jian Changsheng to pieces again, Jian Changsheng's flame of life would probably completely extinguish during the process.

Just as the two were speaking, Bai Qi's aura was already as faint as a gossamer thread. Beside them, Jian Changsheng's soul once again drifted up uncontrollably, being dragged toward the Temple of the Dead.

A hint of resolve flashed across Chen Ling's eyes.

He directly pulled out a disc from his clothes and pressed it fiercely against Bai Qi's chest!

"Mr. Han!"

Chen Ling called out the name of the person hidden within the disc.

This disc was exactly the one Chen Ling used to contain Mr. Han, the former Pathway Chief of the Path of the Physician. Before this, Chen Ling had sealed it within the Ancient Vault of the Drama Path, but entering the Ancient Vault of the Ghost Path this time was too dangerous. After hesitating again and again, he still chose to carry this disc with him just in case...

Looking at it now, his decision back then was correct. Right now, Mr. Han's [Kingdom of the Dying] was the only way to save Jian Changsheng's life.

As long as he locked down Jian Changsheng's life so he wouldn't die instantly, there was still room to turn things around!

Chen Ling's words fell...

The disc showed not the slightest reaction.

Mr. Han hadn't joined the Dusk Society, so naturally, he had no obligation to save people for Chen Ling. His silence was perhaps his only bargaining chip right now.

Of course, Chen Ling knew what he wanted. At such a critical juncture, Chen Ling spoke again without much hesitation,

"Save him, and I will return your freedom."

The next second,

A dilapidated Domain expanded from within the disc!

Having his spirit destroyed once, Mr. Han's current power indeed didn't even have one-tenth of what it used to be. But using the [Kingdom of the Dying] to lock down Jian Changsheng's life was still doable.

As his Domain enveloped Jian Changsheng's physical body, that flame of life that was about to be completely extinguished suddenly froze, as if violently gripping the Grim Reaper by the throat and beginning to wrestle with it.

Jian Changsheng didn't die, but no chance of survival could be seen either. That soul being dragged toward the Temple of the Dead still didn't return.

Mr. Han's exhausted voice rang out from within the disc,

"With my current power, I can at most lock him for one hour... After one hour, his life or death has nothing to do with me."

After saying that, Mr. Han's voice completely vanished.

One hour, huh...

Chen Ling's brows furrowed tightly, not knowing what he was pondering.

Boom——!!!

A Bone-Stripping Knife flew backward, brushing past his cheek, whistling as it crashed into the ruins nearby.

Wang Jian had already effortlessly dealt with that strange knife with centipede legs. He looked at Chen Ling with a grave expression, and at Bai Qi beside him who had been preserved with his last breath... A hint of helplessness flashed deep within his eyes.

Not being able to swallow Bai Qi here was indeed somewhat regrettable, but that strike just now had actually absorbed seventy to eighty percent of the God of Slaughter aura. Moreover, just as Bai Qi had said, he now had no possibility of resurrection, and wouldn't affect what they needed to do in the future.

Actually, Wang Jian hadn't expected to encounter Bai Qi here either. He originally only wanted to retrieve his own Remnant Soul and the Remnant Souls of those few others. To have such a large harvest was already an unexpected pleasant surprise.

"You are Ying Fu's man." Chen Ling's voice was incomparably cold.

"Correct." Wang Jian spoke faintly. "I didn't expect to encounter the Emperor of Thespians here... Wang has frequently heard Your Majesty mention you."

"He didn't come?"

"Your Majesty has other important matters."

Chen Ling nodded slightly. "Then you, stay behind."

Chen Ling beckoned with his hand, and the Bone-Stripping Knife flew back into his palm like lightning. Killing Intent rolled, and his entire person practically flew close to the ground, slaughtering his way toward Wang Jian!

Chen Ling didn't understand history well, nor did he know who Wang Jian was. However, since he was a Remnant Soul that climbed out from the depths of the Ancient Vault of the Military Path just like Bai Qi, there was a high probability he was a subordinate from Ying Fu's era...

Could it be that this guy Ying Fu wanted to resurrect those ministers of his from back then one by one from their respective Divine Dao Ancient Repositories?