Chapter 1008: Bewilderment Surging

Bewilderment Surging

Damn it...

Damn it!!

Chen Ling dashed madly along the street with his eyes completely red, the blood vessels on his neck bulging one by one. His footsteps grew faster and faster, venting emotions that were hard to tell whether it was anger or resentment into the oncoming wild wind.

Who am I?

From the first time he regained consciousness, this question had haunted his mind like a nightmare. The transmigrator, the Thespian On Stage, Chen Yan, District 3 Chen Ling... He had his psychological defenses crushed by this question time and time again, and time and time again found answers he believed to be the answer.

In the Ancient Vault of the Drama Path, he thought he had already obtained the final answer. He was the transmigrator Chen Ling, who after fusing with District 3 Chen Ling, inhabited Chen Yan's body...

But now, he couldn't even find evidence of his own existence before transmigrating.

All clues were pointing to the fact that he didn't exist at all... But how could a non-existent person possess such clear and realistic memories? Family, elementary school, middle school, university, work... Spanning more than twenty years, that was his whole life!!

At this moment,

The sentence Yao had said inside the Mirror of True Self surfaced in Chen Ling's mind once again:

"Are you really a transmigrator? Do you really believe in transmigration? You... who exactly are you?"

In fact, ever since Chen Ling had sensed his Bewilderment that one time, this conversation had been forgotten with his awakening... But now, that "Bewilderment" he had once ignored surged into his mind once again!

Transmigrating after being smashed by a chandelier, inexplicably arriving hundreds of years in the future, fusing with Chen Yan of the Path of the Actor and Yao of the Path of the Witch God at the most difficult and crucial moment to become a trinity... Was this truly a coincidence, or a "setup" specially laid out by someone?

Does Transmigration really exist in this world?

If it was a "setup", then who exactly was the person who laid out this setup? And why did they choose him of all people?

Bewilderment surged in Chen Ling's heart. He felt his head was about to split open, the road before his eyes began to double and blur, and his speed gradually slowed down...

Amidst a hazy blur, a mixed-blood figure wearing a British Overcoat appeared like a ghost at the end of the road.

Chen Ling's body jolted, and he abruptly stopped in his tracks...

Enduring the pain deep in his mind, he stared fixedly at that person with completely red eyes and spoke hoarsely:

"... Silver King."

"I am very curious." The Silver King calmly gazed at Chen Ling. "I clearly swapped your memories back then... How did you recover?"

Chen Ling squeezed out a hint of a sneer from the corner of his mouth. "Take a guess?"

Since things had come to this, there was no need for Chen Ling to keep acting, and the Silver King wasn't a fool either. Hong Xiu's betrayal, Chi Tong being killed, the "Dusk Society" intimidating the Fire-Stealers, the entire Wuji Domain in chaos... The mastermind behind all of this could only be Chen Ling.

The Silver King slowly raised his hand,

"No, I'm not interested."

The moment his words fell, Chen Ling only felt a wave of spinning. His entire person lost all support and smashed heavily onto the ground, kicking up a burst of dust...

He looked down, only to see that his hands and feet had already separated from his torso, like disassembled toy parts, scattered messily all over the ground.

There was no pain, no wounds, and not even fresh blood flowing from the severed points, but Chen Ling could no longer muster a single shred of strength, like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered.

"I have to say, your Acting is very good... Even I was deceived."

In the upside-down street, the Silver King dragged his dilapidated body and walked slowly toward Chen Ling. Even though his tone was as calm as possible, Chen Ling still sensed a burst of anger from it!

Those deep blue pupils coldly looked down upon Chen Ling, who was now like a human stick:

"I have already formed a killing intent, even dismantling you to this extent, yet that 'World-Ending' still hasn't come out... Its connection with you isn't that close at all, is it?"

"Everything was just you Acting. Because only by making us feel that 'World-Ending' would appear at any moment because of you, could you deter us..."

"As expected of the Six of Hearts of the Dusk Society. A mere Fourth Order actually played our group of people in circles."

He crouched down, grabbed a handful of Chen Ling's hair, and forced him to meet his gaze.

"But now, I will not give you this chance."

A "Heart Python" hundreds of meters tall, like a ferocious monster, slowly outlined itself from the void behind the Silver King. Its scarlet tongue flicked at Chen Ling, emitting a hissing sound.

Before those snake eyes that could see through people's hearts, Chen Ling had a feeling of being completely seen through, the hairs all over his body standing on end instantly!

"Such rich Bewilderment..."

The Silver King's eyes narrowed slightly, and he let out a soft sound of surprise.

In the pupils of the Heart Python, all of Chen Ling's current emotions materialized and manifested. A bit of anger, a bit of fear, a bit of unwillingness... But all these emotions were swallowed by another emotion called "Bewilderment". If other emotions were about the size of a palm, then the Bewilderment floating above Chen Ling was like a giant ship.

The Silver King had never seen such massive and rich Bewilderment; it exceeded his imagination.

"This Bewilderment was hidden by someone?" The Silver King's Heart Python seemed to have noticed something and was communicating with him. Amidst that rich Bewilderment, a mysterious Marking could be seen hidden in the deepest part of Chen Ling's memories.

Like a seal.

It was precisely because of the existence of this seal that Chen Ling had not been swallowed by the Bewilderment. All the truths were sealed there, intentionally hidden away by someone to prevent Chen Ling from remembering.

"Interesting..." The Silver King let out a cold laugh. "I really want to see who is using you to lay out a setup?"

As his words fell, the Silver King grabbed at the seal deep in Chen Ling's memories. A Marking was instantly "stolen", and the next moment, countless amounts of Bewilderment surged out, completely drowning Chen Ling's state of mind!

...

"Did you... really Transmigrate?"

...

Bright red floor numbers jumped on the screen, and the old elevator slowly ascended amidst a series of creaks... Chen Ling felt as if he had returned to that familiar neighborhood once again... He endured the pain deep in his mind and looked up at the top of the elevator.

6——7——8...

Ultimately, the elevator slowly stopped on the ninth floor.

As the elevator doors slowly opened, a burst of familiar dialogue drifted into his ears...

"Caiyun ah... Stop crying. If you keep crying like this, what will happen to your body..."

"Yeah, if A-Ling were alive and saw you like this, how heartbroken would he be?"

"A-Ling was a good child, but fate is truly... Sigh."

Hearing this conversation, Chen Ling immediately remembered the scene of his first time entering the Timeline Save File and returning home... Everything happening right before his eyes was exactly the same as back then.

He subconsciously raised his head, his gaze looking toward the direction of his home's front door...