Chapter 1435: The Calamity of Thought’s Desperate Counterattack

That was an existence out of place with all the other consciousnesses.

While all the audience members were fighting like crazy for control of the body, that consciousness seemed to have completely managed to erase its own desires. There was no pure malice, no craving for control of the body, no violent or playful emotions...

He seemed to have completely broken free from the definition of “Calamity of Mockery” and become a sober, maverick personality.

For the Calamity of Mockery, this was almost impossible...

Because malice, violence, and playfulness were like instincts carved into the genes of the Calamity of Mockery. All consciousnesses born here would be influenced by these things, and that consciousness was an exception.

The moment it saw that consciousness, a glimmer of hope finally appeared in the Calamity of Thought’s near-collapsing mind. It rushed toward that consciousness without hesitation!

It wanted to awaken Chen Ling’s consciousness and let him become the master of this body again!

Chen Ling’s consciousness was special. He had stripped away all the negative genes that the Calamity of Mockery should have had, and thus lost absolute control over the Calamity of Mockery’s abilities. As long as he became the master of this body again, the threat of the Calamity of Mockery would be greatly reduced, falling back to the Seventh-Order level...

If you can’t beat the Calamity of Mockery at its peak, then artificially make it weaker.

This was the Calamity of Thought’s only hope for a comeback.

The Calamity of Thought’s storm quickly wrapped around Chen Ling’s consciousness, which was sitting alone to the side. At the same time, from the perspective of the stage, a storm the size of a human head, rising from nowhere, floated slowly to the audience seats in the first row under the stage...

That figure sitting quietly in the first row of the audience seats seemed to have sensed something and looked up at the top in confusion.

After becoming an audience member, Chen Ling’s consciousness, like his facial features, had been assimilated by the Calamity of Mockery, his thoughts blurred and muddled... He vaguely sensed that the storm seemed to want to help him return to the stage, but the instinct carved into the bottom of Chen Ling’s heart chose to resist.

He didn’t want to go on stage.

The storm surged immediately, as if it were half-dead with anger.

The Calamity of Thought didn’t care whether Chen Ling wanted to or not. If it didn’t drag Chen Ling onto the stage, it would die immediately. In the real world outside, its aged body was still being beaten by the frantic Calamity of Mockery.

The storm was like clouds and mist, surging over the head of Chen Ling, who had become an audience member. It was hooking into the deepest desires of this consciousness, in order to control him... This was what the Calamity of Thought was best at.

In this moment, countless figures flashed before Chen Ling’s consciousness.

The 6th generation, senior brothers and sisters, Han Meng, Zhao Yi, Yang Xiao, Lu Xun, Su Zhi-Wei, Huang Su-Yue, Xiao Tao, Xiao Bai...

The figure sitting quietly in the first row of the audience seats began to tremble slightly, and then, under the traction of that storm of thoughts, walked forward step by step, stumbling.

Joy emerged in the Calamity of Thought’s storm. It immediately turned its body and rushed toward the stage regardless of everything!

Before this storm of thoughts that was crashing around, those pitch-black audience figures were knocked off the stage one after another. These scattered personalities of the Calamity of Mockery could not effectively resist this bizarre ghost who mastered the spiritual world.

But as more and more audience members were knocked off the stage by it, the lights on the stage flickered, as if the subconscious of the Calamity of Mockery had already sensed its arrival. Those consciousnesses that were still infighting turned their heads to look at the storm at the edge of the stage at the same time...

Dense crowds of audience members, like a pitch-black tide on the stage, surged toward the storm of thoughts!

They crashed into the storm of thoughts one after another. Although they would eventually be bounced away, the existence of that storm of thoughts gradually faded from its initial solidity, as if resisting these frantic Calamity of Mockery consciousnesses would also have an impact on itself.

But the Calamity of Thought did not retreat at all. At this moment, Chen Ling’s consciousness was walking behind it. It wasn’t clearing the way for Chen Ling, but clearing the way for its own life...

BOOM BOOM BOOM—!!

In the real world, the Calamity of Mockery wearing theatrical robes shattered the thick wall of characters with a slap, its figure flickering like a ghost toward the aged figure, and the large red paper umbrella opened like red clouds blotting out the sky...

That figure, bleeding from the seven orifices and with vitality like a candle in the wind, dodged the Calamity of Mockery’s attacks with extreme difficulty, its body swaying in the hurricane stirred up by the Calamity of Mockery’s every move.

The figure in the theatrical robes waved its hand, and everything around it was like a movie being rewound, flowing backward rapidly. The aged figure, which had finally managed to dodge several kilometers away, was uncontrollably flown back in front of the Calamity of Mockery again, its blood-stained pupils filled with despair.

BANG—!!!

The figure in the theatrical robes threw a punch, and the Calamity of Thought’s aged body pierced through the entire domain ruin like lightning. Hundreds of building wrecks were pierced through and collapsed with a crash.

Rolling dust flew up. In that hideous and terrifying crater, the aged figure was already almost falling apart, its aura like a candle in the wind...

On the stage,

The storm of thoughts, pushing forward with its life, became increasingly dim and transparent.

But at this moment, it had already cleared almost all the audience members on its path in a head-on collision. It was like a dead soldier fighting to the death, guarding in front of Chen Ling’s consciousness, determined to support the new king’s ascension.

But just as Chen Ling was about to step onto the stage, a glimmer of sobriety returned to those muddled pupils, and he turned his head and walked straight toward the audience seats again.

Calamity of Thought: ?????????

This bizarre ghost at the end of thoughts had never been so broken. It even felt that this Chen Ling was deliberately playing with it, and was so angry it almost exploded on the spot.

The Calamity of Thought had finally managed to get to this point and saw the hope of life. How could it be willing to fail at the last step?

It squeezed out its remaining strength and rushed in front of Chen Ling, who was trying to return to the audience seats, with a roar. That storm of thoughts, which had already lost its light, exploded with a bang!!

The terrifying impact sent Chen Ling’s consciousness, which was halfway there, flying directly. Compared to a world-ending calamity specializing in the spiritual world, his consciousness was still too fragile, and his entire body floated uncontrollably into the air...

Then it fell heavily onto the empty stage.

THUMP—!

The next second, the flickering stage spotlight lit up again.

……

The red clouds in the sky gradually converged. The figure in the theatrical robes above the Calamity of Thought, which was already flickering to the point of death, suddenly shook, and the terrifying pressure that destroyed heaven and earth began to roll back into its body...

The pitch-black skin receded visibly to the naked eye, and a fair and flawless face was exposed to the air.

His figure shook, and he fell toward the earth, having lost his support.

Chen Ling felt as if his consciousness had been thrown into a washing machine and rolled for half an hour. Everything around him was spinning. He endured the headache and recalled what had happened in his blurred memory just now, his pupils contracting slightly...

He raised his head abruptly and looked at the terrifying crater that pierced through the earth.

An aged, broken body crawled slowly onto the earth.