Chapter 1855: Divine Path Speeding

*Splash*—

Splattering blood splashed onto the twisted Divine Path.

Chen Ling clutched his gruesome wound, which had almost disemboweled him, and stumbled past the remains of several spectators he had knocked down. In his blurred vision, several more spectators were now blocking the way before the fourth step...

These spectators seemed to see that Chen Ling was almost at his limit, their scarlet, eerie smiles becoming increasingly mocking as they swarmed forward!

"Just a little more..."

"Just a little more..."

Chen Ling muttered hoarsely to himself.

He struggled to clench his fist and, using the momentum of his body losing its center of gravity, swung forward, relying on his own weight to smash the first spectator to the ground.

But the next moment, two arms grabbed Chen Ling's shoulders from the left and right, and then a spectator with a ferocious bloody mouth bit down hard on Chen Ling's neck from behind!

*Screech*—

Blood gushed out again.

……

"We, as children and parents, swear by the identity of those who carry burning hearts."

"We voluntarily offer our youth, flesh, and lives to pave the way for the future of human civilization, to lay the foundation for the stability of future generations, to step into the wasteland, and to rebuild our home."

"We will go forward without hesitation, we will be invincible, we will go and never return."

"May the tower we build recreate the glory of humanity."

Fragmented pieces appeared above the sky.

When every citizen of the Red Dust Prison felt a blur before their eyes, a figure in a theatrical robe stood on the messy ruins, pointing a cold muzzle at his own temple...

Everyone couldn't see what Chen Ling had experienced in the Red Dust Realm, nor did they know why it had become ruins, but they saw those firm and crazy scarlet eyes, and their hearts tightened at the same time.

An indescribable sense of desolation welled up in their hearts.

A smile curled from the corner of Chen Ling's mouth:

"For the pioneers of human civilization... offer a salute!!"

*Bang*—!!

When the bullet pierced Chen Ling's skull and the violent aura of the World-Ending Calamity surged from his corpse, the roaring gunshot sounded like thunder in everyone's heart.

A World-Ending Calamity, for the sake of human civilization, blew its own head off with a single shot?

Doubt, confusion, incomprehension... complex emotions spread in the hearts of the citizens, and for a time, the entire Red Dust fell into silence.

Is he...

Really just a World-Ending Calamity?

[Audience Expectation +3]

[Current Expectation: 71%]

Boom—!

On the twisted Divine Path, a spectator shadow stepped on and crushed the head of the fallen Chen Ling.

Blood spread silently on the steps.

Chen Ling's vitality completely vanished.

"...He failed?" Jing Si saw this scene and raised his eyebrows in surprise.

"His aura has disappeared; he must have failed." He Jing shook his head. "But it's really strange. Normally, one shouldn't encounter any danger during a Divine Path Self-Verification... Where did those black shadows blocking him come from?"

"Maybe the Divine Path Self-Verification of a World-Ending Calamity is just like this, just like how there is heavenly thunder when the Dukes verify themselves."

"What a pity..."

He Jing looked at Jing Si. "What's a pity?"

Jing Si hesitated for a long time before speaking truthfully, "This Chen Ling... it seems... he really is a bit different."

Jing Si didn't know what he was thinking, but when he sensed that Chen Ling's aura had disappeared, his heart suddenly felt empty... The figure in the light and shadow who had blown his own head off with a single shot seemed branded into his mind, unable to be shaken off.

He Jing saw the expression in his eyes and was about to say something when he suddenly froze slightly.

"No..."

"What's wrong?"

"The person is dead, shouldn't the Divine Path Self-Verification disappear?" He Jing's brows furrowed tighter and tighter. He stared fixedly at the twisted Divine Path. "But his past... why is it still flickering?"

Jing Si stood frozen in place.

……

Amidst the mud-like flesh and blood.

A figure in a theatrical robe slowly stood up.

*Crack, crack*...

Bone nails were forced out of his body one by one, falling onto the steps with a *clink*.

That broken skull grew back at an astonishing speed, and in the blink of an eye, it was restored to its original state. There wasn't a single bloodstain left on Chen Ling's fair skin. He gently brushed the bloodstains off the hem of his theatrical robe, a faint arc curling at the corner of his mouth.

"Finally got rid of those damn torture instruments..."

Chen Ling, resurrected from the dead, had all his injuries gone. Surging vitality poured from his body, and the blood-colored theatrical robe danced wildly like a raging fire in the wind!

He lifted his head again and looked at the dark red star at the end of the Divine Path. Every step he took was as steady as a mountain.

"That felt good just now, didn't it?"

Without waiting for the spectator who had just crushed Chen Ling's head to recover, the figure in the theatrical robe appeared in front of it like lightning.

*Bang*—!!!

Chen Ling threw a punch, sending it flying like a chick. It rolled dozens of times on the steps like a dead dog before barely stopping.

Without the shackles and bone nails, Chen Ling, who had restored his peak strength, was now like an unstoppable beast. In just a few seconds, he reached the fourth step and knocked the astonished spectator flying!

Then, he stepped onto the fourth step.

On the fourth step, more spectators climbed up from both sides, but even so, they still couldn't stop Chen Ling.

The theatrical robe sped wildly on the twisted Divine Path, forcibly carving a bloody path through the torrent of spectators, one step after another, he forcibly stepped under his feet!

Fifth, sixth, seventh...

The more Chen Ling climbed, the more spectators blocked him, and the past that was witnessed by heaven, earth, and all living beings became increasingly fragmented.

They vaguely saw three figures stepping on starlight, walking out of a place very much like the Heavenly Pivot Prison; they saw him enter a completely unfamiliar realm and be tied to a cross... The scene shifted, and it was in a place very much like the South Sea Prison. They saw the figure in the theatrical robe riding a centipede, breaking out of that city, and then arriving at a dark and mysterious underground palace...

"What is all this? I understand it less and less."

"It's becoming more and more severely missing..."

"Do these things have any meaning?"

"I think I understand... is it because he is a World-Ending Calamity, so he was tied up to be executed and expelled from the city?"

"Now that you mention it, it does look a lot like that..."

“……”

Just as the citizens were completely confused, Sun Bumian, who had been nervously watching this, had an extremely ugly expression.

"This is trouble..." the Sixth Generation Sun Bumian muttered to himself.

"Trouble?" The Fifth Generation turned to look at him.

"Of course." The Sixth Generation Sun Bumian sighed. "Divine Path Self-Verification requires heaven and earth to see one's own past. Now that Red Heart's past is blurry, the 'anchors' that can be used to support him in completing the self-verification are becoming fewer and fewer..."

"At this rate, he won't be able to gain the recognition of heaven and earth."