Chapter 1539: Attending the Banquet Alone

Attending the Banquet Alone

Chen Ling didn't know what happened to Lou Yu, nor did he know which iteration of activating the Timeline Save File that Lou Yu was in, nor which point in the future he was at... But he could be certain that the Lou Yu at that time didn't have the slightest killing intent towards him anymore.

Of course, not having killing intent back then didn't mean he didn't have it right now. But the current Chen Ling was also no longer the Chen Ling of the past who could be manipulated by others...

Now, he was the Red King of the Dusk Society, one of the chess players possessing the power to overturn the world.

Even if this was a Hongmen Banquet, he had the confidence to attend the banquet alone!

"Don't worry, I have a sense of propriety," Chen Ling said.

Seeing this, Sun Bumian didn't try to persuade him any further. If the person wanting to attend the banquet alone was Jian Changsheng, Sun Bumian would probably just knock that reckless brute out and carry him away. But since it was Chen Ling who said this, Sun Bumian was quite relieved...

"Then Clubs and I will continue to stand by here. If any accidents happen, we will rush over and help you smash the Eternal Domain."

Sun Bumian patted his chest.

"Alright."

Chen Ling packed up simply and set off to leave the Tianshu Domain.

The Eternal Domain wasn't in a fixed location. The Lord of Wuji directly suspended it in the sky, moving in real time... Ordinary people fundamentally couldn't find the location of this domain, but the method to enter the Eternal Domain had already been indicated in Eight of Diamonds' letter.

On the night of the mid-month, above the abyss.

The first half represented the time. If Chen Ling's calculations were correct, tonight was exactly the middle of the month... As for "above the abyss", that was the location. Currently, there should only be one "abyss" in this world.

The Ghost Mockery Abyss.

This was also the reason why Chen Ling felt that Lou Yu wouldn't have too strong a hostility. If he really wanted to kill him, why would he specifically choose the location at the base camp where Chen Ling's side had the most Combat Power?

Although it was said like this, Chen Ling wouldn't pin all his hopes on a vague "guess"...

He already had an initial plan.

Chen Ling slowly closed his eyes.

...

Eternal Domain.

Dungeon.

The candlelight on the wall flickered silently, the sparse faint light driving away the ink-like darkness. At the end of the long and narrow corridor, cells constructed from an unknown alloy were arranged in overlapping tiers.

In these cells, there were quite a few figures imprisoned, easily numbering in the hundreds, and they all looked like civilians.

What was different from the dungeons of other domains was that these hundreds of civilians weren't imprisoned together. Instead, everyone had their own individual cell. The cells were even equipped with separate toilets and clean beds, and even the slippers were made of velvet material... Purely in terms of living conditions, it was even more favorable than the current Human Domains.

These civilians imprisoned within had no wounds on their bodies, and their physiques didn't even look haggard. But within their eyes, intense bitterness and loneliness curled up.

As a series of fully armed armored figures passed through the long and narrow corridor, the gazes of these prisoners shot out from their cages one after another, a touch of confusion flashing in their eyes.

The one in the lead was a man in his thirties. The armor on his body looked somewhat similar to the armor of the Order of Knights responsible for guarding the Witchcraft Association in the former Wuji Domain, but it was harder, lighter, and brighter... His posture was straight, his steps generating wind, and he ultimately arrived in front of a certain cell door.

The dim candlelight flickered on the wall.

On the bed of the cell, a youth wearing a grey classical long gown and gold-rimmed glasses was sitting quietly cross-legged. Seemingly sensing the arrival of the crowd, he slowly opened his eyes.

"Dusk Society's Eight of Diamonds, Mo Yao." The man casually tossed a pen into the cell and spoke in a deep voice, "It's time for you to write letters."

The dungeon of the Eternal Domain, although composed of single rooms, was not soundproof. At this moment, the gazes from many surrounding cells converged in this direction... The expressions of these citizens looking at Mo Yao varied, and all seemed somewhat nervous.

Mo Yao lowered his eyelids and responded indifferently:

"I said before, I will no longer write letters for you."

"Mo Yao, just because Lord of Wuji, My Lord, appreciates you doesn't mean you can refuse our requests! It's been so many days, don't refuse a toast only to be forced to drink a forfeit!" The man seemed to have lost his patience, his armor-clad arm forcefully hammering on the cell railing!

Clang——!

A low, muffled sound echoed in the cell, and the expressions of the other prisoners grew increasingly ugly.

Mo Yao remained unmoved. He didn't even glance at the pen. Those gold-rimmed glasses slowly raised, his gaze placid and undisturbed:

"My letters are a carrier to convey longing, not a substitute for radio communication tools."

"You're just a messenger, and you're actually acting so noble??"

The man's chest heaved violently, seemingly enraged by this frail youth's repeated offenses. He didn't plan on continuing to "persuade with kind words", but instead gave a look to his subordinates behind him.

The subordinates immediately understood his meaning and directly ordered someone to blow out all the candles on the wall, plunging the entire dungeon into darkness.

The moment darkness shrouded everyone, the other prisoners were startled and immediately began to cry out in panic. But as those armored figures delivered warning punches smashing against the cell doors, these voices gradually disappeared into fear.

Following that, there was an ear-piercing creak...

Mo Yao could feel the cell door being opened in the darkness. A tall figure walked directly in front of him, and a whistling sound of tearing through the air suddenly came!

Bang——!!

Mo Yao felt a tremendous force coming from his cheek, and his whole person was heavily smashed to the ground.

Immediately after, wave after wave of intense pain came from his abdomen, as if a heavy armored spiked foot was continuously kicking Mo Yao's stomach... But even so, Mo Yao still didn't utter a single sound.

"What are you pretending to be noble for?! When Lord of Wuji, My Lord, asked you to invite the Red King to visit before, didn't you still write it in the end?! When the Lord of Wuji tells you to write it's useful, but when I tell you to write it's useless?? Are you looking down on me?!"

"Are you going to write or not??"

"Write or not!!"

Pfft——

Mo Yao spat a mouthful of fresh blood onto the ground, his grey long gown dyed with specks of bloodstains. His messy hair hung over the frame of his gold-rimmed glasses. In the dimness, he still maintained his silence.

The prisoners in the surrounding cells truly couldn't stand watching anymore. An old man couldn't help but speak up:

"Isn't the Eternal Domain a place where one can be imprisoned but not humiliated? You, a mere Knight Commander, dare to disregard the Lord of Wuji's words like this?!"

"Exactly! These are rules set personally by the Lord of Wuji, how dare you publicly..."

Bang——!!

"Shut up!" The man smashed a punch onto the adjacent cell. "Whoever dares to say one more word, I'll beat him up together with him!"

The man turned his head to look down, only to see Mo Yao still slumped on the ground without a word. The anger in his eyes burned even more vigorously. He viciously grabbed Mo Yao's hair, lifted him up, and was just about to say something else...

In the next second, a voice came from the end of the dungeon:

"Lord of Wuji has orders!"

"Immediately bring Eight of Diamonds Mo Yao out for questioning to meet the Lord of Wuji!!"