Chapter 1089: Pain

Crack—

A slight shattering sound came from the surface of the "shadow." Under the interweaving of red and black flames, fine cracks appeared on the pitch-black skin, as if something was about to break out of its shell!

The Calamity Domain fluctuated violently. The Mocking Calamity was now eerily rigid, and the large red paper umbrella was frozen in mid-air... Under those scarlet eyes, the aura of world-destruction was like a gas tank with pressure pushed to the limit, ready to explode at any moment!

"Oh no!!"

Jian Changsheng, whose demigod killing intent was about to wither, sensed the crisis keenly. Without hesitation, he channeled all his remaining killing intent into his sword tip and teleported in front of Han Meng, Sun Bumian, and Jiang Xiaohua!

Boom—!!!!

Almost simultaneously,

The "shadow," expanded to its limit, exploded violently!!

The world-destroying domain covering the entire Wuji Domain collapsed and contracted in an instant, condensing to the size of a fist, before exploding uncontrollably. A visible scarlet shockwave swept outward.

The earth cracked, roads shattered, and all buildings on the surface of the Wuji Domain collapsed like sand piles in an instant. The severely injured Luan Mei, Wen Renyou, Mo Jiao, and Hong Xiu all spat out blood and fell into a coma on the spot...

Even the members of the Dusk Society who had escaped dozens of kilometers away were not spared. Those with high ranks were severely injured and collapsed on the spot, while those with lower ranks lost consciousness directly, their internal organs shattered, collapsing like mud.

At this moment, it was like the end of the world.

Hum—!!

As the scarlet shockwave swept through the void, even the "bridge" hanging in another space seemed to be affected. Dense cracks began to spread in the middle section. The people passing through felt a jolt, and terrified cries for help rang out continuously.

"What's going on? Why does it feel like the bridge is about to collapse??"

"It's not a feeling! It's really going to collapse!!"

"It's the Mocking Calamity... the Mocking Calamity that just appeared!! It wants to kill us all!!"

"Why were the people in front fine, but something happened when it got to us?! We were only a few minutes away from escaping completely..."

"No, I finally managed to escape the Wuji Domain, I don't want to die yet!!"

“……”

The chaotic cries of the people echoed within the "bridge." The several Heaven-Reaching Star Rank holders responsible for their evacuation looked at the end of the bridge collapsing bit by bit, their eyes filled with anxiety.

"Damn it!! We were so close..."

"Can this bridge hold on? Even one more minute would do!! This is the last batch of people!!" Pu Xiacan stomped her feet in frustration.

Li Shengmen looked at the chaotic situation at the end of the bridge, bitterness and sorrow appearing in his eyes,

"Hold on? Who's going to hold it? Who can hold it?"

"Then..."

"No one could have predicted that the Mocking Calamity would suddenly appear..." Li Shengmen's mind flashed with the two scarlet eyes that had pierced the void just now, "In the face of a world-destroying Calamity, unexpected sacrifices... are inevitable."

Young Sect Master Huai Mang didn't speak. He just stared blankly at the void outside the bridge, his eyes filled with worry...

"Brother... you'll be fine, right?"

……

The aftermath of the world-destruction gradually dissipated.

The entire Wuji Domain had been razed to the ground, looking like a barren desert... Wisps of killing intent drifted in the void. Jian Changsheng's rank had completely dropped. He stabbed his sword into the ground to steady himself, his face devoid of any color.

The moment the Mocking Calamity exploded, Jian Changsheng had swung his sword to block in front of Sun Bumian and the others. It was precisely because of this that Han Meng, Sun Bumian, Jiang Xiaohua, and Zhao Yi became the last humans standing in this domain...

"Spade! Are you okay??"

Sun Bumian stepped forward quickly, reaching out to touch Jian Changsheng's shoulder, only to find that the latter's muscles were already rigid. He stood there like a statue, his eyes fixed on the dispersing dust.

In the dust, a figure draped in intricate Nuo theatrical robes had replaced the original Mocking Calamity, lying silently on the ground.

Seeing that familiar figure, the corners of Jian Changsheng's pale mouth finally curled up slightly...

His extremely weak voice murmured:

"It's Heart, we're saved..."

Before he could finish, Jian Changsheng relaxed completely, his hands supporting the sword loosened, and he collapsed to the ground with a thud, already unconscious.

……

"I... am back...?"

Chen Ling felt like his brain was about to explode. He felt as if he had just returned to reality from the extreme pleasure brought by drugs. On one hand, there was the soreness and exhaustion of his whole body; on the other, the excitement and mockery accumulated in his brain...

He couldn't remember how he had gnawed on those spectators on the stage. He only knew that after he took the first bite, his body seemed to gradually stop belonging to him, instinctively continuing to gnaw. And as he ate more spectators, that violence and ferocity surged wildly in his heart, as if another personality was about to break free.

He was craving stimulation, craving pleasure, craving everything fresh and crazy...

At that moment, Chen Ling seemed to have completely become a spectator.

"Ugh... ugh!!!"

Chen Ling felt like he had been split in two. The severe headache made him retch continuously, and he was almost unconscious... But he knew very well that he still had things to finish.

Relying on his astonishing willpower, Chen Ling temporarily suppressed the other personality in his mind. He took a deep breath and stumbled to his feet.

He had finally managed to trade for a chance to change everything... If he fell now, everything would be meaningless.

Chen Ling reached out and grabbed into the void, and the tattered red paper umbrella lying to the side flew back into his palm automatically.

After gnawing on the spectators, Chen Ling seemed to have indeed gained a portion of the Mocking Calamity's power, including this paper umbrella used to imprison souls.

Chen Ling slowly rested the large red paper umbrella on his shoulder and spun the handle lightly. One by one, the souls imprisoned within were freed from their endless torment, flying silently into the surroundings... The scholar, the butcher, Tian Huai, the farmer, and the many Dusk Society members who had just been killed by the Mocking Calamity's aftermath... Although their soul states were extremely blurred, Chen Ling, holding the paper umbrella, could vaguely see their appearances.

He stared intently at those souls. Suddenly, a figure in white flashed past, looking back at Chen Ling in mid-air...

The soul's gaze was filled with heartache and tenderness.

A wind arose from nowhere in the void, blowing the red and black theatrical robes, making them rustle.

Wuji annihilated, the world silent.

Seeing this scene, Chen Ling's hunched body trembled slightly. All the pain and hardship he had just experienced were thrown to the back of his mind in this instant. He felt as if he had returned to the Ancient Treasury of the Opera Path, and a gentle, carefree smile finally curled the corners of his pale mouth...

"I've come to save you... Senior Brother."