Chapter 1692: Opera Actor God General

On the shattered ice field, a massive black shadow wreathed in blood mist was crashing through one iceberg after another, the entire world shaking until it was on the verge of collapse.

The spear in Ning Ruyu’s hand pierced deeply into the body of the Calamity of Taboo, and as Sleeve-Swiping the Heavens was activated, it forcibly tore off a hideous piece of flesh over a hundred meters long.

But at the same time, pitch-black curse marks extended upward along the tip of the spear.

Ning Ruyu’s eyes narrowed. A power from the Opera Path ancient treasure surged from the depths of his soul, forcibly countering the curse power of the Calamity of Taboo. A moment later, these curse marks indeed receded rapidly.

However, his entire body had become visibly more transparent.

"Time is running out..." Ning Ruyu muttered to himself.

The four of them, as senior and junior brothers, were originally formed from the foundation of the opera scripts within the Opera Path ancient treasure. The time they could remain active outside the Opera Path ancient treasure was very limited. Every battle for them was a consumption of their own foundation.

So, generally speaking, the four of them would not participate in any battles, but to besiege the Calamity of Taboo, they had to act.

They had fought the Calamity of Taboo until now, and their foundation had been consumed almost entirely...

It wouldn't be long before they disappeared completely.

"Second, Third, Fourth."

Ning Ruyu took a deep breath and looked at his other three brothers, a flash of determination in his eyes. "Finally... let’s use it one more time."

Luan Mei, Wen Renyou, and Mo Jiao nodded without hesitation.

The figures of the four of them disappeared without a trace instantly.

The debris of shattered icebergs swirled wildly in the cold wind. A seven-colored waking lion was hanging tightly onto the back of the massive black fish, biting its flesh frantically...

But the Calamity of Taboo was simply too large. No matter how much Sun Bumian outputted, the injuries were not fatal to the Calamity of Taboo. Even he himself couldn't think of what means he could use to kill this behemoth.

After Zhao Yi sacrificed himself and became a super-tumor inside the Calamity of Taboo’s stomach, the Calamity of Taboo’s vitality began to weaken continuously, which gave Sun Bumian a glimmer of hope. Auspicious aura poured into the Calamity of Taboo’s body frantically, causing it to lose its mind from the pain.

The lantern atop the Calamity of Taboo’s head flickered, and its figure appeared and disappeared out of thin air in this world without any pattern. Only Sun Bumian held onto its body tightly, shuttling through the disorder with it...

Bai Ye watched this scene, brilliance flashing in his eyes.

He could feel that four sharp auras of the Opera God Path were brewing something in the void.

But the movement of the Calamity of Taboo was simply impossible to predict; even the four K-cards couldn't keep up... If only there were a way to stop the Calamity of Taboo from continuing to pollute and fission space.

Bai Ye quickly reviewed every detail of the battle with the Calamity of Taboo so far in his mind, and finally, his gaze fell on the lantern atop the Calamity of Taboo’s head.

Light...

Bai Ye seemed to realize something and suddenly raised his hand, grabbing toward the void.

He remembered very clearly that before the Calamity of Taboo opened the domain that polluted space, the lantern, which had been like a scorching sun, turned into a bizarre gray-black tone. Its light and the pollution of space must have some connection... Perhaps this pollution was transmitted through light?

If this were the case...

The aura of the Thief God Path drifted from Bai Ye. Under the frantic consumption of mental power, the bizarre radiance that almost covered the world actually began to compress toward the center visibly!

Stealing Light!

Stealing Light is a Tier 3 skill of the Thief God Path, but this ability often could only steal a small portion of the light projected into the enemy’s retina at low tiers... But with Bai Ye’s current strength as the Tier 8 leader of the Thief God Path, the effect of this skill was far more than just that.

Scarlet blood flowed from Bai Ye’s nose. Under the overload of mental power consumption, the radiance released by the lantern was compressed bit by bit, as if an invisible giant hand had covered its surroundings, forcibly compressing the range of light transmission into a sphere with a radius of several kilometers.

The Calamity of Taboo, which had previously been able to appear and disappear ghost-like and cross dozens of kilometers in one breath, now had its range of activity significantly reduced, and its previously unpredictable trajectory was restricted.

Hum—!!

In Sun Bumian’s massive waking lion pupils, clusters of radiance suddenly lit up.

In a trance, countless human figures appeared on the waking lion. Some were walking with candied haws on their backs, some were swinging wantonly on his whiskers, some were standing on his head, laughing and pointing at the outside... The extremely rich aura of human life pushed all misfortune to the opposite side of fate. At this moment, he was the symbol of auspiciousness!

As the waking lion transformed by Sun Bumian opened its giant mouth, a gorgeous beam of light gathered from endless fireworks directly pierced through a section of the Calamity of Taboo’s body beneath him!

The body of the Calamity of Taboo, swimming in the void, was forcibly pierced with a large hole. It resisted frantically, emitting shrieks that echoed through the sky. Its fish tail, full of resilience and power, lashed out, actually smashing Sun Bumian off its back.

The waking lion burning with seven-colored flames crashed heavily into the black sea, and the giant waves raised were like a tsunami, surging in all directions.

Just then, four heaven-supporting phantoms suddenly flashed out from four directions!!

One phantom was draped in a green satin python robe, the gold-threaded flowing cloud patterns swaying lightly with each step, the cuffs rolled with silver edges, its upright body like a mountain standing on the ice field. The hair was neat, wearing a jade crown, only the face was blurred...

The second phantom also had no face, the rosy cape wrapping a slender figure, the brocade of intertwined peonies dancing in the wind, tiny pearls and jade ornaments adorning the cloud shoulders, clinking when the hands were raised.

In the due west, the black python robe was embroidered with a golden dragon with angry eyes, the kingly dominance seemingly crushing the cold wind, the jade belt at the waist binding a vigorous figure, the crown adorned with vermilion velvet balls and feathers, looking majestic.

Compared to the first three, the last figure appeared more ordinary and solemn, the plain robe hanging to the ankles, the fabric carrying the moist luster of time, the wide belt at the waist binding lightly, the figure steady and indifferent.

These four heaven-supporting giant shadows seemed to be the缩影 (miniature) of countless opera actors walking out of the river of civilization. They had no faces, yet seemed to hide countless faces. They were no longer "Ning Ruyu," "Luan Mei," "Wen Renyou," or "Mo Jiao" with names, but had become the foundation itself.

The moment these four opera actor giant shadows appeared, in the Opera Path ancient treasure thousands of kilometers away.

Four empty "Sheng," "Dan," "Jing," and "Mo" opera book shelves suddenly ignited with raging flames out of thin air, as if the foundation of opera actors from ancient times to the present were all burning at this moment!

On the ice field, the four giant shadows radiating the pressure of the Opera Path simultaneously swung the weapons in their hands, like four great divine generals punishing evil ghosts of the human world, stabbing toward the body of the Calamity of Taboo!