Chapter 1718: A Good Show... Begins

Except for Lou Yu’s coffin, which contained no body but only a few shimmering Philosopher’s Stones, every other coffin held a figure lying quietly...

Most of them were Chen Ling’s acquaintances; some he met in this world, some in the era archives... Chen Ling knew each of them, and he never expected that the time they would be most gathered together in this world... would be now.

These nine people supported three hundred years of human history.

Now,

They would also become the cornerstone of the next world.

Chen Ling held the era archives, bringing them close to the coffins of Wujijun, Hongchenjun, and Lingxujun respectively. As the Red Star power within them gathered, the small era archive began to bloom with brilliant light!

……

At the same time.

In a corner of the Gray Realm.

Ying Fu, dressed in black and white hemp clothes, seemed to sense something and took out an identical USB drive from his pocket.

Era Archive—[Morality].

Before Wujijun went to kill Lingxujun, he had transferred this archive to Ying Fu. Even if Ying Fu hadn't used this archive, at this very moment, as long as he held it, it was equivalent to holding the key to the next world.

"Is it finally time to restart..." Ying Fu gripped the radiant [Morality] tightly.

Unprecedented determination appeared in his eyes.

"The next world..."

"I will definitely lead humanity... to restore its glory."

……

Above the lake of the Ancient Armory of the Prostitute Path.

A young girl in a black dress stood alone in the empty ancient armory. She looked up at the firmament gradually covered by blood color, her lips pursed slightly.

The USB drive she held in her hand also began to bloom with blinding radiance.

Era Archive—[Primordial].

"Lord Red King..."

"In the next world, Liu Qingyan will also follow in your footsteps."

Liu Qingyan bowed respectfully toward the direction of the Lingxu Realm, her black dress fluttering in the apocalyptic wind, her whispers echoing over the lake.

……

As the power of the Nine Lords all gathered into the [Lingbao] in Chen Ling’s hand, Ruoshuijun’s aura surged outward frantically!

At this moment, Ruoshuijun seemed to have been resurrected. The domain swept across the earth in an instant, enveloping the globe at an astonishing speed... Above the atmosphere, a meteor was dragging a long tail, crashing straight toward the domain range of Ruoshuijun!

Chen Ling held the era archive, his opera robe flapping in the gale. The space-time around him seemed to be twisted by the era archive, turning into a void vortex, rotating silently in the ruins!

Chen Ling could feel that the past they had in the era archives was bit by bit covering the original history of this world...

The world-line was being violently disturbed because of him!

The fake archive was about to become reality,

And before that, Chen Ling needed to make the "castle in the air" within the era archive feel more real...

"Foundation!"

Chen Ling spoke softly.

The moment the words fell, centipedes continued to crawl out of the ground, each holding a foundation fragment or foundation treasure in its mouth. Eighteen brilliant colors, like a surrounding rainbow ring, encircled Chen Ling!

As Chen Ling reached the most critical moment of restarting the world, figures resembling primitive humans rushed out from the ruins in all directions!

They opened their primitive, blood-stained mouths, carrying bone clubs in their hands, their eyes bloodshot, looking at Chen Ling as if they wanted to tear him to pieces!

Jiangtian Cultists!

Chen Ling’s peripheral vision had already spotted these people. Previously, he had been a bit puzzled; with the Red Star’s third return imminent, why hadn't those Jiangtian cultists who worshipped the Red Star made any move...

But now it seemed they had been waiting in the Gray Realm near the Lingxu Realm, waiting for the right moment!

They knew the Red Star’s return this time was unstoppable, and the only one who could possibly stop everything was Chen Ling... They had finally waited for their worshipped deity to return, how could they watch Chen Ling destroy all of this?

And at this moment, Chen Ling was in the critical stage of focusing on reversing the era and couldn't spare a hand. Fortunately, with a cold snort, ancient killing intent soared into the sky!

Jian Changsheng, clad in black armor, looked like a general returning from a bloody battlefield. He held a broken sword and slashed at the Jiangtian cultists rushing toward Chen Ling.

Boom——!!!

The killing intent of the new eighth-stage [Asura] leader ravaged the world!

Chen Ling didn't even look at the battlefield; he believed that the current Jian Changsheng could definitely deal with these Jiangtian cultists... He quickly integrated those foundation fragments into the vortex, and the foundation of civilization flowed into the prototype of the new world at this moment!

Divine Paths were inherently the embodiment of civilization, and the Divine Path foundations within the ancient armories carried the corresponding accumulation of human civilization throughout history. If restarting the world was just creating a "shell" out of thin air, what Chen Ling was doing now was injecting the "soul" and "bones" of the original world into it.

Book God Path, Medical God Path, Military God Path, Yellow God Path...

Groups of light and shadow flowed in the vortex. As the foundation fragments around Chen Ling gradually disappeared, that world became increasingly solid.

Swish——!!

Ancient killing intent pierced the earth, directly decapitating three Jiangtian Cult archbishops.

Splattered blood stained the ruins. Jian Changsheng was like an invincible god of slaughter at this moment; any Jiangtian cultist who came within a hundred meters of Chen Ling had their head severed without exception...

Jian Changsheng was indeed extremely overdrawn, but he didn't show it, just silently swinging his sword one after another.

This world was about to end, and in the next world, Jian Changsheng would not exist...

This,

Was his final battle.

One red and one black figure, one still and one moving, creation and slaughter played like the main melody of the apocalypse, sounding silently in the blood color.

As Chen Ling integrated the Play God Path foundation fragments into the new world, a ball of white light formed rapidly above him. Immediately after, he integrated the Puppet God Path fragments and Witch God Path fragments into it...

"Roar——!!"

An archbishop watched his companion die tragically at Jian Changsheng’s hands and let out an angry, unwilling roar. The next second, a black sword light streaked across the sky, splitting him in two.

"Too much talk." Jian Changsheng spat blood onto his corpse, his gaze sweeping across the surroundings slowly.

Under his bloodbath, the Jiangtian cultists who came to sneak attack were all wiped out, leaving only countless severed limbs scattered across the earth.

White radiance flickered above Chen Ling. The red-clothed figure stood on the ruins, watching the prototype of the new world with full concentration... The scarlet hem of his robe danced wildly in the wind.

Jian Changsheng knew Chen Ling had reached the critical moment. He didn't say a word, just silently dragging his tired and bruised body, walking toward his direction.

Drip, drop—— drip, drop...

Drops of blood dripped from the blade of the broken sword. Jian Changsheng watched Chen Ling’s back, slowly placing the blade across his neck.

His final battle was also the battle where his strength was at its peak. It was a pity that this magnificent battle had no audience and no applause...

But that didn't matter.

He was never an actor on the stage, but a sword that killed.

He killed the Disaster of Taboo, killed the Jiangtian cultists who wanted to stop Chen Ling, and escorted Chen Ling to the very last moment... That was enough.

In Jian Changsheng’s eyes, the red-clothed figure focused on restarting the world was reflected. He was silent for a long time, and finally, he spoke softly:

"Chen Ling..."

"We might not meet again..."

"I don't know what kind of farewell we should have, but... if it weren't for you, there wouldn't be the Jian Changsheng of today."

"Thank you... for giving me a wonderful life."

"In the next world, you might not have us by your side, don't be sad, don't feel guilty..."

"We will turn into Divine Path stars and follow behind you forever."

Jian Changsheng slowly closed his eyes.

He held the hilt of the broken sword with both hands and twisted it hard against his neck!

Swish——!!

Ancient killing intent, under Jian Changsheng’s control, precisely cut his throat. As the armored figure spun and fell to the earth, the dripping blood spread in all directions like a crescent moon.

Two ghosts attached together floated up from the void and were finally swallowed by the red paper umbrella in the air.

At this moment, Chen Ling couldn't hear anything anymore.

As the foundations of the fourteen Divine Paths were all integrated into the next world, Chen Ling threw the foundations of the Evil God Path, Ghost God Path, and Emperor God Path into it as well...

The Red Star rolled with monstrous flames, swallowing the firmament. As it crashed into the surface of the Earth elsewhere, the earth surged and undulated like waves, and a world-destroying aura ravaged the surroundings!!

On the ruins covered in blood, Chen Ling held the last Heavenly God Path foundation from the first Red King, his eyes flashing with unprecedented determination and madness!

He pressed this foundation fragment into the vortex with all his might!!

As the eighteen Divine Paths returned to their places, Ruoshuijun’s power was fully activated. Quantum mechanics pierced through the past and future in an instant, the new world occupied the past history, and a brand-new possibility was visibly corrected into reality!!

The world-ending Red Star collapsed half of the Earth in an instant;

The white light of the restarting world submerged the horizon;

Under the overwhelming blood-colored firmament,

A figure with a dancing opera robe opened his arms, like the last actor to take the stage in this world, whispering tiredly to this world on the verge of collapse:

"A good show... begins."

……

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Volume 5, "World-Ending Song," Finished;

Next volume, the final volume:

"Tears of the Red King."