Starting to Gain Experience from Push-Ups Chapter 959 - 481

The high-altitude night wind howled past, messing up Chen Qiming’s hair.

The neon lights of the nearby buildings reflected on his face, but his expression remained unmoved.

His chest was deeply sunken, showing a shocking footprint.

The surrounding bones fractured inch by inch, even piercing through the skin with whitish bone shards, exposed to the air.

It was an injury horrifying enough to instantly kill any fleshly body.

However, the body that endured this blow seemed to feel nothing.

Chen Qiming quietly floated beneath the deep night sky.

Beneath his feet, the city’s myriad lights flickered, as tiny as dust.

The biting cold wind at high altitude stirred his clothes but could not disturb that transcendent demeanor.

He spread his arms, his head slightly tilted upwards with a haughty angle.

His blazing white eyes looked down at everything below.

His gaze was extremely indifferent, as if a deity was surveying a sandbox that he could manipulate at will.

The deadly wound did not seem to affect him at all.

Just some minor damage on mundane clothing, hardly worth mentioning.

Inside the suite, everyone was so shocked by this surreal scene that they were speechless.

The members of the Chen Family stood dumbfounded by the shattered window, looking up at the figure floating in the night.

Even the howling wind seemed to still in this moment.

"Master, save me!"

Suddenly, a voice came out from that body, filled with fear and ingratiation:

"It was these people who destroyed your plan, Master, I am loyal to you, sacrificing both body and life for the mission, offering everything to you..."

The voice was old, speaking quickly, clearly it was Xuan Zhen speaking.

Before he finished, another terrified voice suddenly arose, interrupting:

"Who are you? What are you trying to do? Damn it, all of you get out of my body!"

It seemed Chen Qiming’s own consciousness had awakened.

The two voices mixed together, chaotic and jarring, making everyone restless.

But quickly, a third voice appeared.

"Noisy."

It was a man’s voice, calm and authoritative, devoid of any emotion.

Just two words, as if declaring a final judgment imposed by a law.

"Master, have m..."

Sensing something extremely terrifying, Xuan Zhen tried to plead, but his piercing scream was abruptly cut off.

As if an invisible large hand had choked his throat, turning his plea into a mournful cry that completely vanished without a trace.

Immediately after, even Chen Qiming’s terrified shout was smothered into silence.

In a single offhand phrase, two souls were instantly erased.

"Chen Qiming’s" body trembled slightly, then completely returned to calm.

He slowly lowered his head, those blazing white eyes penetrated the night sky, and his gaze fell upon the people in the hotel room.

Time seemed to freeze at this moment.

Everyone’s breath caught, with hearts clenched by an invisible hand, almost ceasing to beat.

That gaze bore no emotion, yet it contained a will that surpassed everything.

Making them feel completely seen, from their bodies to their souls, with nowhere to hide.

Fang Cheng’s expression remained calm, but inside his heart, alarms were blaring.

At the moment that gaze descended, every muscle in his body tensed and bulged, clenched fists making small cracking sounds.

Every nerve was pulled taut, like strings, ready to face the imminent impact.

"Heh..."

The man’s lips curled into a slight arc, his gaze indifferent as it glanced over the crowd:

"According to Xuan Zhen, it was you few who defeated that waste and ruined my plan?"

Before the words finished, everyone was still in shock.

In the next moment, an invisible will erupted violently, centered on that figure.

A gale, more fierce than before, sprang into existence, howling like a beast as it poured through the shattered floor-to-ceiling windows.

All the remaining furniture, adornments in the suite were thrown up, fragments swirling with the gale, leaving scratches on the walls.

The paintings on the wall tore off, heavy carpets flipped back, revealing the cold marble tiles beneath.

Even the experts from the Chen Family stumbled unstable in the raging airflow, falling to the ground to avoid the debris flying everywhere.

The entire hotel room instantly became a chaotic storm center.

Yet, before everyone could attempt to take measures against this terrifying force.

Their vision suddenly blurred, as the surrounding scene began to distort and decompose.

The luxurious presidential suite, shattered floor-to-ceiling windows, the splendid city night view...

All of it was rapidly fading, disappearing, replaced by an endless pure white light.

They found themselves abruptly plunged into an eerie space beyond reality.

Here, there was no sky, no earth.

All around, nothing but dazzling light filled the world.

Dazzling but not scorching, instead, it felt infinitely gentle, infinitely sacred.

Hum, hum, hum—

Innumerable golden strings of sound floated in the air, visible to the naked eye.

They gently vibrated, playing a serenade like heavenly music, the melody soothes all agitation.

Then, countless pure and beautiful celestial maidens appeared from the depths of the light, draped in shimmering veils, their skirts lightly flying, faces kind and gentle with compassionate smiles.

They either scattered glistening, faintly glowing petals to the crowd, or spread their arms, emanating warm halos, as if welcoming their arrival.