Chapter 1635: Feinting to the East, Attacking to the West

"Don't grab! Stop grabbing!"

"You’ve all eaten so much, leave some for those of us in the back!"

"It’s so delicious, my child hasn't eaten such good cake before, I want to take some back for him..."

"I want to take some too, if I can't finish it today, I can eat it tomorrow!"

"Leave some for me, I beg you... we haven't even had a single bite."

“……”

The cake tower fell to the ground, but even so, it did not dampen the crowd’s enthusiasm.

They didn't care if the ground was clean; they just frantically lunged forward, stuffing the delicious, fragrant cake into their mouths or pockets, as if they hadn't eaten for days, even fighting and brawling with each other over it.

"Wait until—"

"The smoke of war clears, the drums and music swell, the farmers laugh and chat on the ridges."

"The children, ignorant of the bitterness of war, chase paper kites as they dance!"

"The granaries are full, the people are at peace, no more famine to trouble the heart!"

"Every household has warm smoke from the stove, doors left unlatched to enjoy a peaceful sleep!"

Zhao Ziqian’s hopeful singing voice continued to echo melodiously in the theater.

Stains of Calamity blood splattered on the theater doors, dyeing the dim front hall with a touch of blood; hideous figures sprawled inside the "safe" theater, frantically looting the dust-covered cake, hurling insults and blows at each other.

And as a strand of consciousness carrying terrifying pressure drifted out from the stage, the chaotic citizens rolled their eyes and fainted in unison...

The chaotic theater was suddenly left with only the clear singing voice echoing.

At this moment, the audience seats below the stage were empty, save for one solitary, thin, small figure sitting upright... with tears streaming down his face.

……

"Seal off the surroundings, don't let it run!"

On the outskirts of the Cangyun Domain, following the Farmer’s order, the figures surrounding the area immediately spread out, constantly guarding against the massive, falling shadow of flesh and blood in the sky, fearing it would burrow back into the soil.

The Butcher moved. He carried a kitchen knife he had picked up from somewhere and slashed straight at the giant shadow’s shell. The pressure of the Eighth-Order Force God Path surged from his body, and layers of halos gathered around him, as if a god had descended, unstoppable!

*Clang—!!!*

Under the Butcher’s full-force strike, the kitchen knife in his hand exploded into pieces, but at the same time, the thick shell of the giant shadow also cracked open a large fissure...

And beneath the shell, it was empty, with no sign of any life force, as if it were just a giant cocoon left behind after molting.

Seeing this, the Butcher’s pupils contracted slightly:

"This is a fake!!"

……

Cangyun Base.

Underground.

In the corner of the corridor, a smooth tile trembled slightly, and rustling soil fell from the gaps around it, as if something were about to crawl out from beneath it.

With a crisp explosion, the tile cracked, and a section of blood-colored plant stem crawled out from the wall... followed by wriggling branches and leaves of flesh, and tumor-like flowers.

It stood there in the empty corridor, and from a distance, it barely resembled a human shape.

A faint, Buddha-light-like miasma drifted from the tumor-like flowers. It moved its roots slowly, swaying, and crawled toward the room at the end of the corridor...

The branches and leaves wrapped around the doorknob, and with a slight force, the door shattered into mid-air.

A clean and tidy room was exposed before it.

This was a secret area that most people in the Cangyun Domain had never visited; it was the lifeblood that supported the operation of the entire Cangyun Domain, and also a spiritual graveyard that buried countless sorrows and pains.

The sheets on the edge of the hospital bed fluttered silently in the sweeping breeze. A withered figure lay quietly in the center of the bed, arms covered in scars like decaying branches. In the quiet room, only the light, continuous rise and fall of breathing remained...

And at the same time,

On the chair beside the hospital bed, a white-clad figure wearing a tie slowly raised his head... looking at the eerie "human shadow" outside the door.

He seemed to have guessed that the Turbid Calamity would come. A smile curved at the corner of his mouth as he gently tugged at his tie and slowly stood up from the chair...

"Your target... was indeed him."

The Turbid Calamity froze.

It had thought that the molted shell it left in the outskirts would be enough to fool these stupid humans, but it never expected this man to appear here...

Then who was the Cangyun Lord who appeared in the outskirts just now??

"You might be wondering, if I’m here, then who was the handsome guy outside just now." The Cangyun Lord chuckled. "You’re not the only one who knows how to feint to the east and attack to the west... you idiot."

The Cangyun Lord was not stupid. When Li Qingshan came to see him overnight last night and told him that Chen Ling felt there was something wrong with the Turbid Calamity’s aura in the outskirts, he had actually thought of this.

After all, the Turbid Calamity was a world-ending Calamity. If it really wanted to find a place to rest and recover its strength, why wouldn't it run to the Gray Realm? Instead, it kept circling around the Cangyun Domain?

One must know that the Cangyun Domain was currently guarded by a Cangyun Lord in his prime. Did it not know it would definitely be discovered by staying here for so long?

Even so, it stubbornly remained in the Cangyun Domain. There was only one answer...

There was something in the Cangyun Domain that it was interested in.

And what could be more interesting to the Turbid Calamity than the body of one of the Nine Lords, which could evolve infinitely and possessed infinite vitality?

The Cangyun Lord could use the Nanhai Lord’s blood to extend his life. If the Turbid Calamity swallowed the Nanhai Lord now, that terrifying vitality would probably restore it to its peak state instantly. If that were the case, then its long wait was completely worth it!

Therefore, it used its molted shell as a sacrifice, waiting for the Cangyun Lord and the others to discover its aura and leave in full force... so it could take the opportunity to approach the Nanhai Lord and swallow him in one gulp.

It was a pity that although the Turbid Calamity had some intelligence, it was no match for the meticulous planning of the Calamity of Thought. In front of the Cangyun Lord, these schemes of its could be guessed with just a little questioning and thought.

Now that the Turbid Calamity’s ambition had been completely shattered by the appearance of the Cangyun Lord, its tumor-like head glared fiercely at the Cangyun Lord, and then it turned to burrow back into the soil!

"Want to leave now? Too late."

The Cangyun Lord snorted coldly.

Just as the Turbid Calamity’s roots were about to touch the wall, the wall flickered and turned into a mass of ethereal mist. It turned to try and burrow into the earth from elsewhere, but no matter which direction it rushed toward, the corresponding wall would instantly transform into clouds and mist...

The Turbid Calamity was now like someone in an infinite world with only a ceiling and a floor; no matter which direction it ran, there was only ethereal mist.

The Turbid Calamity was enraged. It dove headfirst toward its own feet, but then the very earth instantly collapsed, and its body seemed to have arrived at an altitude of ten thousand meters, falling with a whistle!