309: Chapter 310 Reversing Cause and Effect, So Close Yet So Far

Zhang Wei felt like he was about to die.

It was a peculiar feeling—no pain, no fear, only a sense of void as if he were being slowly erased by an "eraser."

He could see his body becoming increasingly faint, and could feel his memories growing blurry.

His identity as the young master of Huichun Hall, the scene of his first meeting with Brother Qi, and even the taste of his favorite braised pork belly... all were fading rapidly.

He was like a poor-quality document soaked in water, the ink dissolving until it would eventually become a blank page.

"Am I... dying..."

He wanted to shout, wanted to struggle, but could do nothing.

He could only watch helplessly as he moved toward "non-existence."

Just one second before his consciousness was about to dissipate completely.

A calm voice rang out directly in the depths of his Soul.

"Fatty, what are you spacing out for?"

It was the voice of Brother Qi.

This voice was like an anchoring needle, instantly and forcibly anchoring his consciousness that was on the verge of collapsing.

Those fading memories stopped dissipating.

The body that was turning faint also solidified into a semi-transparent state.

Zhang Wei suddenly "woke up."

He saw it.

Between himself and some unknown dimension, there was an invisible, gray line firmly tethered to him, dragging him toward the void.

And at the other end, a "line" emitting a gentle white light, yet possessing an incomparably overbearing aura, extended from the direction of Brother Qi, wrapping around him and preventing him from being dragged away.

The two lines were engaged in a silent tug-of-war.

"Law of Causality?"

Lin Qi stood where he was, not even changing his posture, merely projecting a sliver of Divine Thought toward Zhang Wei.

He "saw" that gray line.

He also "saw" the sniper behind this line, hiding in the rain several kilometers away.

"Interesting. Using one person's 'result' to trace back and erase their 'cause.' The idea is good, but unfortunately, the technique is too crude."

Lin Qi's Divine Thought flowed upstream along that gray Karma line.

He saw the sniper.

He also saw the "Karma" belonging to the sniper himself, wrapped around his body.

For example, he ate two pieces of bread this morning; this is the "cause," so he is not hungry now; this is the "result."

For example, he accepted this assassination mission; this is the "cause," so he will die now; this is the "result."

"Using his own Dao against him."

Lin Qi's Divine Thought gently flicked the Karma line of that sniper.

He did not attack the sniper, nor did he cut the Karma line shooting toward Zhang Wei.

He merely made a small modification.

He unbound the "cause" of "the sniper firing a fatal blow" from the "result" of "Zhang Wei being erased."

Then, he bound this "cause" to a new "result."

——"The sniper himself being erased."

On a hillside several kilometers away.

A sniper, completely shrouded in a special camouflage suit, was holding his shooting posture, motionless.

A flash of doubt crossed his eyes.

"Hmm? Why has the Karma line of Target One... become so tough? It hasn't broken yet?"

According to the plan, an ordinary person with weak willpower like Zhang Wei should have been completely erased within three seconds.

But now, ten seconds had passed, and although the target's vital signs were weak, they had not disappeared.

It was as if... someone was playing tug-of-war with him.

"Is there an expert?"

His heart trembled, and he prepared to increase the power to forcibly tear that line apart.

Suddenly.

He felt as if something on him had snapped.

He looked down. He saw nothing.

But he just knew that he had lost contact with this world.

He could not feel the wind, could not feel the rain, could not feel the ground beneath him.

His life, his past, his existence... were being rapidly rolled back and deleted by an irresistible force.

"Ho... how could this be?!"

His face showed extreme terror.

His Law of Causality weapon had backfired!

No, this wasn't a backfire! Someone... had modified his weapon's "target"!

"No—"

He let out a silent cry, and his entire body, along with the strangely shaped sniper rifle in his hands, dissolved into specks of light and dissipated into the rain.

Just as if he had never existed.

D-3 Region.

Zhang Wei only felt his body lighten, and the force dragging him disappeared into thin air.

His semi-transparent body quickly turned from virtual to real, becoming solid again.

"Hoo... hoo... hoo..."

He slumped to the ground, gasping for air, his whole body soaked in cold sweat.

He survived! He had survived!

On the other side, Instructor Su Qing's battle had also reached a white-hot stage.

The assassin who had emerged from her shadow was extremely powerful, with eerie movement techniques and every strike lethal.

Every one of his blade strikes was not just a physical attack, but also carried a curse power that could corrupt the spirit.

Although Instructor Su Qing was not inferior to her opponent in Realm, she had just been freed from the curse, and her power was still in a "bloated" state; her control was far from reaching its Peak.

For a time, she was suppressed by the opponent and forced into a continuous retreat, able only to defend with great effort.

"Your movements are too stiff."

The shadow assassin let out a hoarse sneer, his curved blade tracing a tricky arc, bypassing Instructor Su Qing's block and stabbing straight at her throat.

This strike was unavoidable!

Instructor Su Qing stared fixedly at that glimmer of eerie green blade light, a flash of determination in her eyes.

Even if she had to die, she would take someone down with her!

She prepared to abandon defense and use her strongest killing move to perish together with the opponent.

However, at the very moment she was about to risk everything.

The scene before her eyes suddenly changed.

The shadow assassin, who was less than half a meter away from her, along with the lethal curved blade in his hand, was rapidly "moving away" at a speed visible to the naked eye.

It was not that the opponent had retreated. Rather, the space between them was being infinitely stretched!

One meter. Ten meters. One hundred meters. One kilometer.

The grimace on the shadow assassin's face froze.

He maintained his forward-lunging assassination posture, his legs moving frantically, so fast that afterimages appeared.

But he discovered that the distance between himself and Instructor Su Qing not only did not shorten but was instead getting farther and farther away.

It was as if he were on a treadmill with the rewind button pressed; no matter how fast he ran, the destination was moving away from him.

"Space Law!!"

The shadow assassin let out a scream of sheer terror.

"Impossible! 'Four Directions Prison' has already been activated! How could you still use spatial abilities?!"

No one answered him. The only answer he received was that desperate corridor that he could never run to the end of.

Instructor Su Qing stood where she was, staring blankly at the enemy who was running frantically in the "distance" but getting farther and farther away from her.

She opened her mouth, unable to say a word for a long time.

What kind of... divine ability is this?

Without even lifting a finger, just a single thought changed the distance of space?

Just how strong... is Boss?

In just over ten seconds, two certain-death situations were resolved by Lin Qi in a light, breezy manner that was almost like "playing around."

From beginning to end, he hadn't even taken a single step.

Only then did he slowly raise his head and cast his gaze toward the last enemy, who had been standing opposite him from the very beginning and was walking toward him step by step. Ying Wan.

"The warm-up is over."

Lin Qi looked at him, his tone as calm as if he were stating an insignificant fact.

"Now, it's your turn."