Chapter 1849: The Wish Power of All Living Beings

Chen Ling looked at the puppets flying toward him like a swarm of locusts, countless red paper tentacles surging out like swimming snakes!

Red clouds and black tides tore at each other in the air, and for a time, they were evenly matched. All invisible threads approaching Chen Ling were forcibly negated. A vacuum area seemed to appear around him, and the power of the Puppet God Path could not penetrate it at all.

At the same time, a thunderous roar sounded from the black tide. "Duke Jun’s" body expanded infinitely like a balloon, turning into a mountain-like giant in an instant...

Then came the second, the third, and the fourth.

Four "Duke Juns" stood at the four corners of Chen Ling, holding a fan, a ruler, a shuttle, and a star disk respectively, like four heavenly kings of different forms, majestic and angry, filled with killing intent.

Facing these four heaven-defying puppets, Chen Ling was not afraid at all. His figure also expanded rapidly amidst the red clouds, and a red-sun monster, larger and more hideous than the four puppets, roared in the encirclement!

Clang—!!!

Eight tentacles entangled with the puppets respectively. A demigod battle, the aftermath of which swept through the entire Red Dust Prison, had reached a fever pitch.

"Lord Red King has finally made a move..." Square 10, who was in a bitter battle at the outer wall, breathed a sigh of relief.

"Lord Red King hasn't ascended to demigod yet, right? To be able to fight a demigod without falling behind... so powerful."

"The Red Dust Lord has awakened, the mission is complete. Once Lord Red King shakes off these demigods, we should be able to retreat."

"Hold on a little longer!"

"Retreat what! Let’s slaughter these damn garrison soldiers first."

“……”

Chen Ling, with his own strength, fighting two demigods, undoubtedly gave the Dusk Society members in the bitter battle a shot in the arm. They no longer fought separately but, under Liu Qingyan’s guidance, kept shrinking toward one direction, huddling together.

Just then, a cold voice came from above the sky:

"Chen Ling."

"Do you really think we have no way to deal with you?"

Duke Zhao’s python robe billowed in the wind. He stepped on literary ink, walking step by step above Chen Ling, his calm eyes overlooking the red-black battlefield below...

As he raised his hand gently, a golden afterimage fell rapidly.

Hum—!!!

Mighty imperial power surged from that afterimage!

Chen Ling, who was fighting Duke Jun in his Disaster form, felt his heart sink. An extreme sense of crisis rose from the depths of his heart. He looked up at the sky abruptly.

Under the mighty imperial power, that golden afterimage seemed to turn into a blinding sun, smashing toward him!

With Chen Ling’s eyesight, he clearly saw the true form of that golden afterimage...

It was a golden Imperial Seal.

"So they finally used this thing..." Seeing the Imperial Seal descend, Duke Jun gave up on continuing the attack. Even the surrounding puppets were retracted, and the rolling black tide vanished without a trace.

He simply stood quietly in the air, a flash of mockery in his eyes as he looked at Chen Ling:

"It seems this farce is coming to an end."

Chen Ling had no mind to pay attention to Duke Jun at this moment.

He stared fixedly at the rapidly approaching Imperial Seal, his figure flickering as he entered the wall-breaking state, speeding away into the distance!

"What is that thing?" Club Q looked at the golden Imperial Seal that automatically turned and chased straight after Chen Ling, frowning.

"It should be a Dao-foundation secret treasure of the Imperial God Path," Bai Ye said thoughtfully. "I’ve gathered information before. It is said that Ying Fu swept through the Gray Realm alone not long ago, killing four great world-enders in a row, using a sword and a seal... It seems to be related to the wish power of all living beings."

"Now that you mention it, I seem to have heard of it."

"When Ying Fu killed the world-enders, many residents of the Heaven-Bearing and prison realms thousands of miles away claimed to have seen the scene."

"Suppressing world-enders with the wish power of all living beings... This thing is probably more troublesome than imagined."

The hearts of several Dusk Society members tightened.

High in the sky, mighty imperial power surged from the Imperial Seal. It instantly pierced through the void, as if it had absolute lock-on, and flashed directly behind Chen Ling, hundreds of miles away.

At the same time, the space around Chen Ling was squeezed frantically. His figure was forced to switch between two and three dimensions, and he finally spat out a mouthful of blood, completely locked in the three-dimensional world, stumbling as he fell downward.

A flash of disbelief crossed Chen Ling’s pupils.

"You can't run away." Duke Zhao’s voice reached his ears calmly.

"The Imperial Seal carries the wish power of the world. The stronger the hostility of all living beings toward you, the stronger it becomes... You are now an enemy of the whole world. Even if you grew three heads and six arms today, you couldn't escape suppression."

Chen Ling looked up again, only to see the imperial power emitted by the Imperial Seal becoming more and more vigorous. The outline of an imperial execution rack was vaguely taking shape within it...

Not only that, but a sound like a tidal wave seemed to ring out from the Imperial Seal, making Chen Ling dizzy.

Can't escape?

Chen Ling’s gaze became colder and colder.

As the wish power of the Imperial Seal continued to expand, a pair of shackles on the vague imperial execution rack solidified to the extreme, then whistled down toward Chen Ling below!

Hum—!!

Chen Ling felt the surrounding gravity stacking frantically. Even he couldn't move for a moment. The shackles magnified rapidly in his pupils. Naturally, he wouldn't just surrender, so he opened his lips abruptly:

"Cut!!"

The power of negation swept out.

The moment Chen Ling uttered this word, the falling shackle torture device paused for an instant in mid-air...

Then it accelerated its fall, crashing into Chen Ling’s body like a meteor!

Thud—!!!!

Under the watchful eyes of all, the opera-robed figure was smashed directly to the earth. A thunderous roar sounded from within the prison, and the flying dust swept through the streets.

"The Mockery Disaster has been knocked down!!"

"As expected of the Duke, one move and the world-ender is suppressed!"

"Kill it! Kill it!!"

"It’s still in the Red Dust Prison, it seems not far from here... Will we be in danger?"

"What are you afraid of? Didn't you see it’s already been suppressed? And with two dukes here, it won't be able to make any waves."

"That’s true..."

"Is it my imagination... or does it seem like an opera-robed figure has appeared before my eyes?"

"I saw it too, but it’s a bit blurry..."

"Is it the dukes’ method?"

“……”

Witnessing the Mockery Disaster being easily smashed to the ground by the Duke, the people of the Red Dust Prison were incredibly excited. Some who weren't afraid of death even began to approach the place where Chen Ling fell. After all, witnessing the death of a world-ender wasn't something you could encounter just anywhere.

On the other hand, when the Dusk Society members saw this scene, their hearts were shaken, and they immediately wanted to rush in that direction.

But in the next second, the tidal wave of garrison soldiers surged up, surrounding them tightly in place.

"Damn it!" Heart 9’s expression was incredibly ugly. He turned to look in the direction where Chen Ling fell and muttered to himself,

"Lord Red King... please don't be hurt..."