Chapter 1324: Primitive Slaughter

At this moment, Chen Ling’s body began to change.

First, endless red paper floated out from his body, rolling wildly in all directions like a red cloud, covering most of the Ghost Mockery Abyss within a few seconds.

Then, a massive scarlet pupil opened on the red cloud, like a scorching sun hanging above the clouds, looking down at the many poisonous insects below... As the surging world-ending aura continued to soar, more and more pupils began to open on the red cloud, dense and incredibly eerie!

The Centipede Poison Head watched this scene, its figure incredibly vigilant.

The strength of their Great King was naturally known to these underlings. Long before these poisonous insects of the Ghost Mockery Abyss appeared, the King already existed. Unlike the five Poison Insects, the King did not have a concrete insect species as his main body. Red paper, red clouds, and even the pupils on the clouds were all different manifestations of the King at different stages...

Therefore, the current King did not break the rules of the "Primitive Challenge," because these forms were part of him.

It was just unclear how much strength the drunken King could exert?

“Why...”

“Why does it have to be me?!! I don’t want to be this Mockery Calamity!! Why must everything be forced upon me?!!!”

Rumbling thunder sounded from among the red clouds. Amidst the deafening roar, a bone-chilling cold wind from nowhere wailed in the narrow abyss, like the cries of ghosts. The red clouds covering the Ghost Mockery Abyss suddenly began to shrink rapidly toward the center!

The terrifying world-ending aura climbed again!

Under the collapse of the endless red clouds, a pitch-black figure was gradually outlined...

The moment this pitch-black figure appeared, the temperature of the entire abyss dropped suddenly.

The pure black theatrical robe, like a demon’s cloak, floated in the air between the two desperate cliffs, as if transcending the physical rules of this place, with even gravity unable to affect him in the slightest.

His skin could devour light, and he floated there quietly, like a god of the abyss ignoring the world. From head to toe, only a pair of scarlet pupils emitted a suffocating faint light...

If any old acquaintances who participated in the war of the Wuji Domain were standing here, they would recognize at a glance that this was exactly the "human shadow" form that had brutally abused the five adjudication agents after the Mockery Calamity lost control!

Although the aura released by the black shadow at the moment was not as terrifying as it was then, and he did not have that large red paper umbrella in his hand, this did not prevent the overwhelming world-ending aura from violently suppressing the entire world!

The Centipede Poison Head’s expression became even uglier!

Even though the world-ending aura radiating from Chen Ling had a natural restraining effect on it, it did not choose to retreat. Dense centipede legs climbed directly onto the void, and its slender, massive figure instantly turned into a ribbon-like, elegant black light, winding toward the floating human shadow.

Not being able to use abilities, only the purest physical slaughter—this was the rule of the Primitive Challenge, and also one of the Centipede Poison Head’s sources of confidence.

The King’s abilities were too eerie, and each one was powerful to an outrageous degree. With these disabled, the King’s strength would be greatly reduced. At least it would have a chance to get close to the King’s body, rather than not even being able to touch the hem of his robe...

The Centipede Poison Head’s massive body flashed in front of Chen Ling in mid-air in an instant. Its centipede legs, flashing with cold light, swept across like a serrated greatsword capable of cutting through mountains, whistling toward Chen Ling’s neck!

However, just as this serrated greatsword was about to touch Chen Ling, the floating black shadow flickered and disappeared. When he appeared again, he was already directly above the centipede.

“On my stage...”

“No one can defeat me!!!”

A low voice, like the language of gods, sounded from the black shadow’s throat. Two thick arms instantly grew from his back, and all four hands clenched into hammers, whistling as they smashed into the Centipede Poison Head’s back!

Boom—!!!!

The giant shadow, as massive as a winding mountain range, was directly blasted out by this punch, creating a sonic boom and smashing into the earth at a speed that other poisonous insects couldn’t track!

Storm-like air waves swept across the abyss, directly blowing away the smaller poisonous insects. The human-shaped black shadow in the flying sand and madness didn’t seem to intend to stop. He stepped out another sonic boom in the air, following closely and smashing into the earth like a battle-axe missile!

The Centipede Poison Head, which had just climbed to its feet, saw this and could only immediately get up to parry, but its speed was still a fraction slow. The black shadow suddenly gripped one of its centipede legs and tore it off with force, as if tearing a piece of paper. Then, the other hand gripped the depression at the centipede’s segment, roaring as it threw it with all its might...

The Centipede Poison Head’s massive figure was actually carried on his shoulder and slammed heavily into the ground with a back-throw!

“You... don’t even think about replacing me!!!”

At this moment, Chen Ling had entered a frenzied combat stance.

It was as if he hadn’t left that stage in his mind, still immersed in the endless slaughter with the audience. Before him was not the Centipede Poison Head, but the black-robed shadow pouncing on him!

The internal strife of the Mockery Calamity’s personalities and the primitive challenge of the abyss were essentially identical: no abilities could be used, only the purest close-quarters combat.

Perhaps from the beginning, the rules of the Primitive Challenge were set by the Mockery Calamity based on its own internal strife. It moved the crazy competition within itself to the Ghost Mockery Abyss, becoming the only way for calamities here to be promoted to Poison Head...

It turned the entire Ghost Mockery Abyss into a giant "Mockery Calamity."

The Centipede Poison Head had been seriously injured twice in a row and was already having trouble parrying, but precisely because of this, its will began to burn continuously, and the fighting spirit in its eyes climbed rapidly instead!!

None of those who could become Poison Heads were soft persimmons. Continuous setbacks and pain only stimulated the Centipede Poison Head’s bloodthirstiness even more. At this moment, only one thought remained in its mind...

Kill! Kill!! Kill!!!

The Centipede Poison Head crawled rapidly on the earth, its head and tail connected like a giant ring. Countless centipede legs stirred in the cold light, and the surging dust almost obscured all vision, trapping the tiny black shadow in the center.

Chen Ling’s scarlet pupils looked around, as if wary of something. He suddenly exerted force, snapping the centipede leg he had just torn off into two pieces, and held the sharpest part in his hand like a short blade...

Whoosh whoosh whoosh whoosh—!!!

The Centipede Poison Head, crawling in a circle, was like a giant ring of steel blades. As it hissed, one centipede leg after another shot out like giant spears from every corner of the ring, carrying poison capable of killing any calamity of the same rank, heading straight for Chen Ling’s face!

Within half a second, more than three hundred hideous, sharp spears converged before Chen Ling’s eyes!