Chapter 1896: Opera Robe Covering the Sky

On the shattered earth of the Gray Realm.

Lu Xun sat up in a disheveled manner amidst a fit of violent coughing…

“Are we… back on Earth?” Under extreme overdraft, Lu Xun’s head felt like it was splitting. After looking around, he looked at the familiar figure sitting blankly beside him.

Chu Changqing was pale, staring at the sky overhead like a statue, motionless, with veins bulging on the back of his tightly clenched hands.

Lu Xun looked up in confusion.

Shattered red fragments gathered in the dim firmament. An eerie star, frantically tearing at civilization, was accelerating bit by bit in the void, continuing to crash toward Earth!

As the Red Star moved, the void around it churned violently like a vortex. Some existence in the dark was being gradually swallowed, and the towering human buildings in the distance on the horizon were actually beginning to teeter!

Hiss hiss…

Lu Xun clearly saw strands of sand and stone being pulled by some kind of force, beginning to float from the earth toward the sky!

Dust was wailing, seawater was rolling backward, and human civilization was being frantically torn apart by an invisible giant beast. Electricity disappeared, trains stopped, and even the clocks on the clock towers froze at this moment.

The boundary between the worlds seemed to have been melted into a large hole by the Red Star, and the Gray Realm where Lu Xun and the others were located was being annihilated into nothingness at an astonishing speed!

When the Gray Realm completely disappeared, Earth would also be pierced through by the Red Star and cease to exist.

“Old Lu…” Chu Changqing stared fixedly at the Red Star, speaking hoarsely.

“That thing isn’t a celestial body at all…”

“It’s a monster, disguised as a celestial body, through and through!”

……

“Your Majesty…”

“Your Majesty!!!”

A figure rushed into the imperial palace hall in terror.

“The… the Red Star has revived! It’s going to fall!!!”

This seventh-rank guard was like an ordinary person who had lost his way in panic. He fell to his knees, unable to stand steady, pointing at the crimson sky outside the door, trying to describe the scene outside, but he was somewhat incoherent.

Under the Red Star, all living beings were ants. Seventh-rank, eighth-rank, or even demigods were no different from ordinary people.

But before he could finish his sentence, he stood there, stunned.

He saw the aging emperor with white hair, one hand already resting on the hilt of the imperial sword stuck diagonally in the ground. He walked forward slowly, applying light pressure…

Clang—!

A crisp sword chime echoed through the palace.

The imperial robe danced in the wind. Ying Fu held the sword in one hand, stepped over the threshold of the hall, and walked calmly toward the red star that was constantly expanding in the sky.

“Pass down the order: if I do not return from this trip…”

“Duke Han shall succeed to the throne of Chengtian.”

……

In a dim tavern.

A figure gently shook his glass, the ice ball clinking against the wall of the glass. He tilted his head slightly and downed the liquor in one gulp.

Thud.

He set the glass down heavily on the table.

“King…” Mo Lian behind the counter swallowed nervously.

“I said long ago that those people couldn’t be relied upon at all.” The figure wearing a British-style coat stood up slowly, one hand picking up a black top hat. “Rather than counting on them, it would have been better to come to me from the start…”

He turned and walked toward the tavern door.

“Wait!”

“King, you can’t go!”

Chi Tong and Lan Yu blocked Li Laide’s path simultaneously, speaking nervously.

“That Red Star can affect the God Path. Even for a demigod, going up there is just suicide…”

“That’s right, hasn’t Chen Ling not made a move yet? Wouldn’t it be better to let him solve the Red Star? Why do we Fire-Tamperers need to get involved??”

Chi Tong and Lan Yu only felt a blur before their eyes, and the figure in the British coat vanished like a ghost, appearing directly behind them.

Creak—

The tavern door was pushed open slowly.

A gale swept through the street. Under the crimson sky, a figure lowered his head calmly and placed the black top hat on his head.

He looked back at the people in the tavern, his deep blue eyes flashing with a touch of arrogance and disdain:

“I am… not like those pieces of trash.”

A trace of Red Star willpower flashed in his eyes, his figure flickered, and he vanished without a trace.

……

Lu Xun looked at the eerie celestial body pulsing like a heart, his brows furrowed tightly.

He supported his body with both hands and stood up unsteadily.

“Old Lu, what are you going to do??” Chu Changqing saw this and immediately supported him.

“The Red Star only recovered the 30% that was shattered; the energy that was ignited didn’t recover… This shows our line of reasoning is correct!” Lu Xun said in a deep voice. “But the most important thing now is to find a way to expel the Red Star first… If it gets any closer, everyone will die.”

“But how are you going to expel it?”

“It has been weakened too much now. As long as a star of similar mass appears and strikes it away at the appropriate speed and angle, there is still a turning point… And I am the only one who can do this.”

A look of determination flashed in Lu Xun’s eyes.

Chu Changqing stared at him blankly, and after a moment, his gaze gradually calmed down.

He didn’t say much, just calmly pressed a hand against Lu Xun’s back. Lu Xun felt a pain in his heart, and something drilled into his body. Immediately after, a surge of pure life force began to pour out from it continuously.

“Old Chu？？？”

“You’ve already overdrawn too much. Only by replenishing the deficit first will you have a chance to knock it away…” Chu Changqing’s face was as pale as paper, and he seemed to age significantly in the blink of an eye.

“Go…”

“I am with you.”

Lu Xun looked at the haggard Chu Changqing, his gaze incredibly complex.

But he didn’t say much. Everyone had walked from the Great Cataclysm era to the present, and they had absolute tacit understanding… He just patted Chu Changqing on the shoulder, and his figure turned into starlight, rushing rapidly toward the sky.

The sky retreated rapidly beside Lu Xun. Under the brilliant starlight, the red star that was accelerating its fall toward Earth drew closer and closer to him.

At the same time,

A residual shadow sweeping with mighty imperial power, holding an imperial sword, shot into the sky from another direction of the earth;

A figure wearing a British coat appeared in the sky like a ghost, slowly taking off his black top hat…

Three auras standing at the pinnacle of the world erupted at this moment, and they had only one goal… the eerie Red Star hanging high above all living beings.

Just as they were about to approach the Red Star, a world-destroying pressure capable of crushing everything suddenly descended from the sky!!

Thump——————！！！！

In an instant,

Ying Fu, Li Laide, and Lu Xun all felt as if an invisible giant hand had pressed down from the firmament, forcibly pinning their bodies in mid-air!

Between the Red Star and the three of them, a scarlet hue that blotted out the sky spread rapidly, like a soul-capturing crimson theatrical robe silently sweeping across the horizon... A figure took shape from within the robe.