Regarding the wall, it was naturally the miraculous and unknown wall that had always existed in Lin Feng's mind.
That wall allowed Ling to see hope of reaching beyond the Fourth Wall.
Even with the system's unparalleled analytical capabilities, the progress in analyzing that wall remained incredibly slow.
What Lin Feng never knew was that, from a certain point, finding Deadpool was no longer important to Ling.
After all, Deadpool's ability to communicate with the audience beyond the Fourth Wall, or to break it and move beyond it, was an uncontrollable passive skill.
Conversely, Ling was confident that if the information contained within the unknown wall in Lin Feng's mind could be deciphered, he would obtain a stable method to reach beyond the Fourth Wall.
When Lin Feng collapsed and disintegrated, he took that wall with him, escaping from Lin Feng's body.
Now, all that was needed was to continue analyzing this wall until the progress bar reached the end, and his ultimate goal would be achieved.
Thinking of this, Ling let out a cold laugh.
Heh, a mere transmigration and a run-of-the-mill system. They thought all their actions were hidden.
Little did they know, he had long since eradicated the system and replaced it.
Ling himself was a system, and such a seamless replacement was child's play for him!
To be honest, the moment Lin Feng acquired that wall, Ling had conceived the idea of destroying him.
But he had held off until now, solely because of Lin Feng's identity.
He came from beyond the Fourth Wall, one of the only threads of connection and hope in many years.
Thus, Ling had initially played it safe, wanting to see if Lin Feng could surprise him.
And now, to think that this brat had pushed the progress of destroying his organization to this extent, Ling naturally could not let it slide any further.
Therefore, the previous scene occurred…
After immense hardship, was he not the ultimate winner in the end?
Now, he could return and quietly await the wall's analysis.
Thinking this, Ling instinctively felt for the miraculous wall in his mind.
When he had impersonated Lin Feng's system, he hadn't told Lin Feng everything.
That was the fact that this wall possessed the aura of numerous worlds.
Among them, there was a trace, identical to Lin Feng's aura, originating from beyond the Fourth Wall.
The next moment, as he searched his mind, Ling suddenly froze.
He even stopped in his tracks, his entire being as if put on pause, standing within the Ultra-Stable Universe.
Behind him, Dewent, Ivan, Shorty, Dark, Li Xieqian, and others also halted, casting confused glances.
Why had they stopped so suddenly when they were walking so well, nearing the exit of the Ultra-Stable Universe?
"None?"
Ling asked in confusion.
Behind him, Li Xieqian and the others exchanged glances.
None, what none?
"None!"
"None! How could there be none!"
"The door? Where is my door!"
"Where did the door go?!"
In their eyes, Ling suddenly became agitated.
Baffling, yet it struck fear into everyone.
As his words tumbled out, even his shoulders trembled slightly.
As if something had enraged him!
The next second, endless rage mixed with oppressive power swept through the entire Ultra-Stable Universe.
The entire cosmic space triggered a chain reaction, beginning to tremble.
Apart from Ling, everyone felt an invisible giant hand suddenly grip their necks.
For a moment, breathing became difficult…
Ling turned his head, his gaze ferocious as he looked at everyone.
Their hearts sank.
What kind of eyes were those?
Blood-red, laced with eerie black lines.
Meeting their gaze felt as if their souls were being seen through.
Under this pressure, their bodily functions faltered.
And looking at his expression, anyone could tell this was an emotional display known as anger!
While marveling at Ling's power, a feeling of impending death washed over them.
"Where is my door! Dewent!"
Ling's blood-red eyes, his murderous gaze, fell upon Dewent.
Dewent's mind went blank.
"The door, I don't know…"
Dewent's voice trembled as he responded, hunched over and shaking.
What door! What was the big boss suddenly talking about, he didn't understand at all!
"It was you! You threw the fragments that dealt with Lin Feng!"
"Did you do something inside! Why is my door gone!"
In his fury, Ling directly called out Lin Feng's name, even disregarding his alias Shan Hai!
Dewent's breathing grew difficult, his body crouching lower and lower.
Lin Feng? Who was that? Shan Hai?
But, he truly knew nothing about the door!
"I, I really don't know, Lord Ling, please believe me…"
Ling's sudden outburst appeared on all the terminals that were broadcasting the scene.
The disappearance of the door had made Ling almost lose his reason in his rage.
In his anger, he had even forgotten to turn off the broadcast.
This showed how crucial the only hope he had gained in years was to Ling!
Luo Yongtian's gaze, fixed on the screen, gradually began to gleam.
"What's going on?"
Luo Yongtian's heart accelerated.
An unexpected event, an unexpected event had truly occurred!
Any accident happening now was basically good news for him and Egert!
"I don't understand, let's keep watching!"
"Things might take a turn!"
Egert stared intently at the screen, his eyes sharp and focused.
His tone was filled with renewed vitality.
Egert was anticipating a miracle.
There would be a turn of events, definitely a turn of events!
Ling's sudden, earth-shattering rage was abnormal!
In the Ultra-Stable Universe, Ling clenched his fists, the sound grating.
He wanted to punch Dewent before him into dust.
But the remaining logic told him that the disappearance of the door had nothing to do with Dewent.
He was not capable of tampering with the fragment weapon he himself had provided!
With nowhere to vent his anger, Ling was on the verge of madness.
He searched his mind again and again, but could not find any trace of that door.
That door, which he had taken out from Lin Feng before his destruction!
The very existence that held the greatest hope of reaching beyond the Fourth Wall up to this point!
"The door? Are you talking about this?"
A voice, extremely abrupt, appeared in the Ultra-Stable Universe.
The voice was so familiar.
Familiar, yet tinged with a hint of mockery.
This single sentence acted like a lubricant, causing the stalled and trembling universe to resume its operation.
Ling's rage was cut short.
The imposing aura that had been destabilizing the universe collapsed.
Ling's expression returned to calm, and he slowly turned around.
His expression was calm, but his eyes still held a terrifying fury.
"Lin… Feng…"
Squeezing the words out between his teeth, Ling's expression became complex once more as he looked at the source of the voice…
Lin Feng, who should have been dead, stood not far from Ling.
Completely intact, not even his clothes were torn.
This gave Ling an illusion, as if what he had dealt with earlier was not Lin Feng…
"Seven parts rage, a trace of doubt, a trace of disbelief, perhaps even a hint of… fear?"
Lin Feng clapped his hands, clicking his tongue in amusement.
"I say, Ling, your little expressions are quite well-executed!"