Chapter 1010: The Non-Existent Divine Path

Whoever steps onto the stage is "Chen Ling."

Chen Ling had wondered before why he would turn into the appearance of an audience member after releasing the Mockery Disaster and being dragged off the stage... He had thought it was the theater assimilating him with the audience, but it didn't seem to be the case now.

After another "audience" usurped the stage, it became a "Chen Ling" with a different personality. It was ecstatic and cherished this opportunity immensely, even acting as the previous "Chen Ling" to beg for mercy from the master...

If Yao hadn't helped him descend onto the stage again, he would probably still be an "audience" member off-stage until now.

"[Mockery] is not one person... but a group of 'audience'..."

"I..."

"Am one of them?"

Chen Ling was like a drowning person struggling in a tsunami. He was almost completely drowned by confusion, but at this moment, he was gradually finding the source of the confusion...

On the pale theater stage, a twisted divine path extended from beneath Chen Ling, and everything around him became blurred.

At this moment, Chen Ling was standing on the fourth step, with countless playful scarlet eyes surrounding both sides of the stairs. The twisted stairs led step by step to the end of the sky, where a warm star was twinkling silently.

That was the direction of "home" that Chen Ling had once thought.

The destination of walking the twisted divine path was home... This was the motivation that supported Chen Ling to walk to this point, but as Chen Ling went deeper into the confusion, everything changed.

That warm star visibly changed into a scarlet and eerie eye, like an eyeball dug out of an audience member's eye socket, hanging high above the unreachable sky, playfully looking down at Chen Ling, who was crawling up the stairs like an ant.

Eerie eyeball divine path star;

countless "audience" members on both sides of the stairs;

the "performance goals" that needed to be completed for every advancement;

and that mysterious, twisted "Path of the Drama God" that didn't belong to any divine path...

"Actually, I've always been curious. My so-called 'twisted divine path' is actually just a combination of two divine paths and doesn't count as truly twisted... But your Path of the Drama God is truly eerie from beginning to end."

"Can yours... really be counted as a 'divine path'?"

Shen Nan's voice echoed in Chen Ling's ears again.

Chen Ling smiled miserably, as if thinking of something... He understood; he understood everything.

There was no "twisted Path of the Drama God,"

there were no "divine path skills,"

from the beginning,

this was the power of [Mockery]...

……

Thousands of "audience" members, faceless and nameless, took pleasure in mocking the world. They could become anyone... Anyone who stepped onto the stage could become "Chen Ling"...

Twisted Path of the Drama God Tier 1—[Faceless].

……

The words that appeared silently on the floor;

Dr. Lin's replaced tea;

the peach disguised as a heart;

the altered distress letter when heading to the Ancient Treasury of the Path of War...

Whenever Chen Ling's expectations lowered, the "audience" would intervene in the performance. Their tricky and eerie methods often pushed Chen Ling into the abyss of mockery;

Twisted Path of the Drama God Tier 2—[Scarlet Trick].

……

The faceless king who mocks fate.

Fate controlled like a puppet, the prerequisite of only being able to advance by completing the "performance." Thinking about it carefully, the performance conditions each time seemed to coincide exactly with what Chen Ling had experienced...

It was as if there was a big hand in the dark, pushing Chen Ling toward the plot the "audience" most anticipated.

Twisted Path of the Drama God Tier 3—[Fate Weaving].

……

Tampering with reality, denying everything.

The disaster domain of the world-ending disaster [Mockery]. Under those playful eyes, all established reality that did not go as it wished would be directly overturned. It was also by relying on this ability that it beat up the Disaster of Taboo and kicked Jian Changsheng, who was possessed by Bai Qi...

Twisted Path of the Drama God Tier 4 Domain—[Cut].

Chen Ling realized that all the skills he currently possessed had appeared during the process of the audience intervening in reality.

From the beginning, he wasn't obtaining skills from the divine path...

But was step by step mastering the power belonging to [Mockery].

……

"Brother, you have to survive..."

"What exactly is at the end of the Path of the Drama God? Can you go see it for me?"

The familiar voice echoed in Chen Ling's ears again. He seemed to wake up suddenly, with whistling snow and wind beside him, and the figure of the youth he could never forget.

The youth's drama robe swayed in the wind. He looked at Chen Ling, holding thirty-six fragments of the Path of the Drama God, his eyes full of tears...

A-Yan...

Chen Ling's body began to tremble.

As if realizing something, he slowly looked behind him... A divine path hung down from the sky, connecting with the half of the divine path paved by Chen Yan...

"No... not right..."

Chen Ling's eyes were red. He pulled hard in the void, and a fake curtain fell suddenly!

I don't know when, but the half of the Path of the Drama God hanging down from the sky had become twisted and ferocious, emitting a scarlet, eerie aura, as if full of despair and ominousness.

Chen Yan's thirty-six fragments of the Path of the Drama God did indeed pave half of the Path of the Drama God for him... but the other half that was drawn in was not the Path of the Drama God at all, but...

"How could this be..."

Seeing that half of the twisted divine path connected to the Path of the Drama God he had paved, Chen Yan stood in place, deep fear appearing in his eyes.

"That's not the Path of the Drama God... Brother! Wait a minute! Something is wrong..."

"Chen Ling!! Stop quickly! That road cannot be walked!!" Chu Muyun's voice came rapidly. He was like a stream of light, desperately trying to stop Chen Ling.

"Brother!! That's not the Path of the Drama God! You can't walk it!"

All the voices intertwined in Chen Ling's ears.

But he acted as if he hadn't heard them.

Pairs of scarlet eyes emerged behind him, watching Chen Ling playfully and excitedly, as if they had bewitched something with a trick, leaving only one voice in his ears...

"Walk this road, and the world will belong to Brother."

Then,

Chen Ling slowly took a step and stepped onto it.

……

Everything around him shattered. Chen Ling, wearing a bright red drama robe, knelt weakly on the fourth step of the twisted Path of the Drama God, like a withered corpse that had been drained.

"The divine path is also fake..."

"All the efforts I've made... were step by step becoming the [Mockery] disaster..."

"No wonder my heart was hiding so much confusion..."

Chen Ling squeezed out a smile, self-deprecating and desperate. The hem of the bright red drama robe trembled with his miserable smile, eerie and grim on the twisted divine path.

He had already glimpsed most of the confusion surging in his mind, but a part of it was still mysterious and unpredictable beneath his feet.

"If I was a member of the 'audience' from the beginning... then where did 'Chen Ling' come from?"

"Who sealed my confusion..."

"And who made me become me?"

"I'm almost there... the final answer..."

Chen Ling slowly reached out his hand and reached toward the deepest part of the confusion.