Chapter 1085: Doesn't Hurt or Itch, Little Brother

Inside the theater.

Chen Ling, who was gasping for air under the pressure of countless audience members, felt his body lighten, as if many of the black shadows pressing on him had moved away.

This momentary gap gave Chen Ling a chance to counterattack. He slammed into his side, knocking over the closest audience member, and the many audience members who had been stepping on the person fell one after another. A corner of the writhing black tide was forcibly torn open!

Bang bang bang—!!

The intricate theatrical robes roamed through the crowd, and more and more audience members were knocked off the stage by Chen Ling. Beneath the hideous Nuo mask, a trace of surprise appeared in his eyes...

Chen Ling, who was trapped in a bitter battle, didn't know what had happened until his peripheral vision swept across the curtain and he saw the scene outside, leaving him frozen in place.

"Spade?" Chen Ling looked at Jian Changsheng, who was covered in demigod killing intent, and after a long time, he spoke in shock.

When did this kid become so fierce?

In the scene,

Jian Changsheng slashed through the sky with one sword, and monstrous killing intent rushed straight toward the "figure." The latter raised its palm, and the power of "negation" was instantly triggered. The killing intent sword began to dissipate in the air at an astonishing speed, and before it could even reach Mockery, it was completely extinguished;

But Jian Changsheng had no intention of stopping. One sword failed, so he struck another, like a mad dog wreathed in demigod killing intent, without any technique, just attacking in the simplest and crudest way.

Killing intent danced wildly, endless. Everyone looked up at the sky, seeing only sword beams piercing the night.

Seeing this, the scarlet eyes beneath the umbrella rim flickered. It didn't continue to use "negation," but chose to wave the large red paper umbrella, shattering all the killing intent dancing in the sky, and then its figure flickered and disappeared directly from where it stood.

The moment Mockery disappeared from his field of vision, Jian Changsheng instinctively felt a chill on the back of his neck.

Perhaps the demigod-level killing intent warning worked. Jian Changsheng slashed behind him without hesitation, the black killing intent around him surging like a sea of fire, blocking a shadow hand from his chest—it was only a hair's breadth away from gouging out Jian Changsheng’s heart!

A pair of scarlet eyes were almost pressed against Jian Changsheng’s face, and the gloomy, eerie brilliance made Jian Changsheng’s heart skip a beat...

This was the first time Jian Changsheng had come into such close contact with the "Calamity of Mockery."

Even with demigod killing intent, the opponent could still easily suppress him. Jian Changsheng didn't dare to be the least bit negligent. He tensed his whole body, gripped his long sword tightly, and stabbed into the air toward the "figure"!

[Thunder-Suppressing Finger]!!

Crack—!!

Roaring lightning exploded in the void, and five pitch-black thunderbolts erupted from the sea of killing intent, stabbing toward the "figure" from different angles!

The "figure" was about to make a move when the red and black fire on its body flickered suddenly, surging a bit more within a few seconds, and its body stiffened unnaturally for a moment...

But it was this momentary dullness that allowed the five thunderbolts to take advantage. They tore through the blockade of the dancing red paper simultaneously, and after consuming two thunderbolts, they completely submerged the pitch-black figure!

"There's a chance!!" Zhao Yi’s eyes lit up. "It actually hurt the Calamity of Mockery!!"

From the start of the war until now, neither the Silver King nor the nine Tier 8 powerhouses had been able to hurt the Calamity of Mockery in the slightest... But with Chen Ling causing chaos inside and Jian Changsheng outputting frantically outside, the Calamity of Mockery had actually been hurt.

This might be the chance for all of them to turn the tide!

"Well done!!"

Chen Ling was fighting hard among the audience. Seeing Jian Changsheng hurt Mockery with one sword, he clearly felt the black shadows surrounding him on the stage decrease slightly the next moment... A look of joy flashed in his eyes!

At this pace, with the two of them cooperating, anything was possible.

Black lightning roamed in the void. As the thick smoke dissipated, a large red paper umbrella appeared in everyone’s view, completely undamaged. As the umbrella rim lifted, a pair of scarlet eyes stared fixedly at Jian Changsheng...

Years of bad luck had made Jian Changsheng’s perception of crisis incredibly sharp. The moment he sensed this gaze, a bad premonition rose in his heart.

The next moment,

The electric arcs roaming in the void re-converged into lightning, flying backward from around the Calamity of Mockery!

Jian Changsheng’s body seemed to be out of control, suddenly raising his long sword again. The [Thunder-Suppressing Finger] he had just launched was canceled by the reversal, and everything returned to the moment he had turned to block Mockery’s heart-gouging strike.

Everything that had just happened was forcibly "negated." Jian Changsheng felt the familiar killing intent coming from behind. He slashed out with his sword, and the monstrous killing intent blocked his chest once again...

But this time, no attack came from behind.

Jian Changsheng was stunned. Before he could react to what had happened, a pitch-black palm had quietly pressed onto the top of his head...

Red paper erupted from the palm, directly piercing through Jian Changsheng’s skull. His flesh and blood were absorbed onto the surface of the paper as if being dimensionally reduced. As the "figure" clenched its five fingers, his entire body exploded!!

Bang—!!

A blood-colored firework rose in the sea of killing intent.

"Spade?!" Sun Bumian saw this scene, and his heart sank to the bottom.

The Silver King was suppressed by the Calamity of Mockery. They had thought Little Jian’s appearance could turn the tide, but they hadn't expected that even a Soldier God Path demigod couldn't defeat the Calamity of Mockery... Jian Changsheng had only lasted a little longer than the Silver King before falling into defeat.

But Hong Xiu’s voice followed, "He won't die that easily... That is a demigod who walked the [Asura] path."

After a brief silence,

A drop of blood falling from the sky suddenly trembled violently!

That drop of blood split into two, then four, and in the blink of an eye, it turned into a pool of blood. Flesh, blood, and bones evolved from it, rebuilding a human body at an astonishing speed... The sea of killing intent surging in the sky didn't dissipate, but swirled frantically into a vortex, pouring into the outline of that human body!

A black God Path star appeared in the sky. Under the gestation of this killing intent, the familiar pressure reappeared in the world...

Jian Changsheng’s figure walked out from it, completely intact once again!

"Immortal and indestructible, rebirth from a drop of blood... Is this an [Asura] demigod?" Zhao Yi’s eyes widened in shock, muttering to himself, "Jian Mushroom, you're a bit terrifyingly fierce..."

Jian Changsheng didn't seem to expect that he still had the ability to be reborn, looking down at his palms in a daze...

A moment later, a "wicked" smile curled at the corner of his mouth.

Jian Changsheng raised his sword, the blade pointing directly at the Calamity of Mockery. Monstrous killing intent brewed around him, and he spoke fearlessly:

"Is that it... doesn't hurt or itch at all! Little brother!!"

"Come again!!"

The red paper fluttered in the night sky,

The "figure," which was being distracted by the red and black flames, saw Jian Changsheng’s cheeky appearance, and astonishing killing intent erupted from its scarlet eyes again!!