Chapter 1297: Departure and Promotion
Unprecedented surprise appeared in the pupils of Wu Yi and the many other shadow centipedes!!
They looked at Chen Ling excitedly, their eyes seeming to say, “Great King, you’ve finally figured it out?!”
The Abyss of Mockery had been in a masterless state for too long. An apocalyptic territory without an apocalyptic ruler left the entire abyss mired in confusion and turmoil, not to mention that recently other calamity territories were frantically attacking the human domain, while their Abyss of Mockery had no movement at all, as if it had been completely abandoned.
Wu Yi and the others had also been away from the Abyss of Mockery for a long time. Hearing that Chen Ling was going to take them home, they were naturally ecstatic!
Wu Yi’s head prostrated deeply on the ground, allowing Chen Ling to step on its head, step by step, until he finally stood on its back… The massive scarlet body slowly stood up, like a skyscraper towering between the low-rise buildings of the city. As Wu Yi let out a sharp hiss—
Children, clear the path for the “King”!
We’re…
going home!!
All the surrounding shadow centipedes rose rapidly, surging toward the crack in the sky. From a distance, it looked like a torrent moving through the South Sea Domain.
Wu Yi carried Chen Ling, its massive form winding its way up into the void, approaching the crack in the sky step by step…
Chen Ling was too weak to return to the sky; now, Wu Yi was his crutch.
The scarlet torrent of calamity rolled forward to clear the path for him.
He stood on the skyscraper-sized beast, his red-cloud-like opera robe acting as a king’s cloak, flying and rolling under the crumbling sky. The aura of the apocalyptic calamity erupted from his body continuously, and combined with the centipede legion around him, absolute fear dominated the heart of every South Sea resident.
They didn’t know why the Forbidden Sea stopped, nor why the South Sea Domain dared not block them… But this time, no one in the entire South Sea Domain dared to slander Chen Ling with another word.
They just watched the many giant shadows leaving in a grand manner, praying that they would never appear again.
“It’s Brother Chen Ling!!”
The Fusion Faction members who had just entered the South Sea Domain saw the centipede legion shooting toward the clouds and the exaggerated red-cloud opera robe, and immediately shouted with joy.
“It’s Brother Chen Ling and his legion!”
“My god, Brother Chen Ling looks so majestic standing on the legion, like a great general!”
“Brother Chen Ling’s opera robe has even covered a corner of the sky!”
“So cool!!!”
“That’s Brother Chen Ling, the great hero of the human domain, the one who sent us into the South Sea Domain! If he’s not cool, who is??”
“Why have the people of the South Sea Domain stopped moving?”
“Nonsense, who is Brother Chen Ling? Didn’t you see that as soon as Brother Chen Ling made a move, even the Forbidden Sea didn’t dare touch a hair on our heads? Let alone the South Sea Domain?”
“Our ability to enter the South Sea Domain this time is all thanks to Great King Chen Ling, right?”
“Great King Chen Ling is so amazing… when can I become someone like him?”
“Heh heh, keep practicing for another hundred years!”
“I heard the South Sea Domain has many delicious ingredients. Shall we find time to cook a meal for Brother Chen Ling together? Although it’s not worth much, it’s a token of our appreciation.”
“Hahahaha, put Xiao Bai in as an ingredient and boil him; Brother Chen Ling will definitely be very happy!”
“……”
Having survived death, they had just entered the South Sea Domain and saw Chen Ling. It was like seeing their own family in a strange environment. They stood up excitedly one after another, reaching out and shouting toward the red-cloud figure:
“Brother Chen Ling!!! We’re in!!!”
“Brother Chen Ling!!”
“Thank you!!!”
Chen Ling, on Wu Yi’s back, seemed to hear the shouts of the crowd. His vermilion earrings swayed gently in the wind, and he looked toward that direction.
When he saw those familiar small figures dancing and waving at him, a faint smile finally appeared on the corner of Chen Ling’s mouth…
“Children…”
Just then, Teacher Ye looked at the red-clad figure riding on Wu Yi’s back, rising into the sky bit by bit. His eyes were full of guilt and struggle. He said hoarsely,
“Perform the grand salute… see Mr. Chen Ling out of the city.”
The Fusion Faction children turned to look at Teacher Ye at the same time, seemingly a bit confused.
Teacher Ye didn’t explain, and the children didn’t ask more. Since Teacher Ye said so, he must have his reasons…
The next second, all the children who had survived the Forbidden Sea knelt on the ground, facing the direction where the red-cloud opera robe was leaving, and bowed in unison.
Teacher Ye also performed a salute with both hands, bowing deeply, his body almost collapsing to the ground…
“Respectfully see our benefactor out of the city!”
“—Respectfully see our benefactor out of the city!!!”
The Fusion Faction’s shouts were exceptionally clear in the silent South Sea Domain, but Chen Ling could no longer hear them clearly…
As they got closer and closer to the crack in the sky, the sounds from the ground could no longer reach Chen Ling’s ears, but seeing the Fusion Faction members prostrate on the ground from afar, he could roughly guess what they had said.
Chen Ling smiled helplessly, brushed his red-cloud-like sleeves, and looked back at the hideous crack above his head.
No matter what, his fate with the human domain had come to an end.
Along the way, only he knew what he had experienced. He hadn’t expected that when he left, besides endless framing and slander, he could still hear such pure and fiery voices…
In this filthy world, the shouts of these children were as precious as gems.
Perhaps this was the best impression Chen Ling would leave on this era for the next few decades…
As the Fusion Faction’s shouts rang out, Chen Ling suddenly felt his aura begin to climb rapidly, breaking through the limit of the fifth-order peak and formally stepping into the sixth-order!
“So, this is the performance you wanted to see…” Chen Ling looked down at his hands and muttered to himself.
【In the questioning and cheers of the audience, welcome the King’s return】.
Chen Ling, not long ago, would never have thought that this performance would end in such a conclusion… Unlike the peace after previous performances, this time, a trace of resentment and bitterness remained in Chen Ling’s heart.
It was like a performance that hadn’t completely ended, coming to an abrupt halt before the true climax arrived.
Chen Ling’s eyes narrowed slightly.
Chen Ling could feel that the audience beside him was cheering because the performance was over, and their eyes toward him were still playful and full of mockery… Chen Ling knew that he had been forced away by the human domain and was helplessly heading to the Abyss of Mockery; this was what the audience wanted to see.
Or rather, this was what “Mockery” wanted to see.
If he wanted to move forward, he had to complete the performance, and after so many experiments, Chen Ling had long discovered that his performance conditions were almost tailored by the audience based on everything he had experienced.
So…
Had he really completely separated himself from the Calamity of Mockery?
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