Chapter 1914: Hidden into Foreshadowing

At the same time,

on the Red Star, a force rapidly spread from Chen Ling, not only covering the "blood vessels" connecting him to the flesh wall but also extending rapidly in all directions!

Chen Ling's consciousness at this moment was already completely superior to the chaotic audience consciousness. The original black torrent had directly turned into Chen Ling's exclusive vermilion, already occupying the majority of this consciousness world!

"You... this is suicide!!!" the Red Star consciousness roared in the broken world.

The double Mocking Disaster and the consciousness of hundreds of thousands of malicious audience members had already suppressed the Red Star consciousness until it couldn't breathe.

Now that Chen Ling had assimilated all the audience members, they, who had originally been a scattered mess, had all become part of Chen Ling's consciousness. This was no longer a simple addition of quantity, but a leap in quality.

Hundreds of thousands of consciousnesses were completely unified. Under Chen Ling's precise control, every tiny "tentacle" could precisely fight the Red Star consciousness, like a giant millstone grinding away at the edges of the Red Star's consciousness bit by bit...

If the Red Star weren't being observed from the outside, making its consciousness immortal, Chen Ling would probably have been able to swallow it completely very soon.

At this moment, Chen Ling didn't spend too much mental energy on encircling the Red Star consciousness; he knew he had reached his limit on what he could do on the Red Star...

Next, whether he could swallow the Red Star consciousness would depend on Li Qingshan and the others.

Chen Ling took a script from the theater's bookshelf and opened it.

As the pages turned, Chen Ling scanned line after line of text. With the disappearance of the original malicious audience, the details that had been deliberately painted over and hidden on the script were now fully displayed before Chen Ling's eyes.

Everything he had experienced, and everything experienced by the people on Earth related to him, reflected into his mind like the content of a novel.

"Getting everyone on Earth to stop observing the Red Star and me is not an easy thing..."

"Perhaps, they need my help."

Chen Ling pondered for a moment.

He first turned this unfinished script to the last few blank pages and wrote a line of small text at the end of one of them:

—"Chen Ling completely swallowed the consciousness of the Red Star."

He wrote down a predetermined future.

Actually, to be safe, Chen Ling had originally wanted to add, "Earth is stable, no more danger," but when he was about to write it down, he realized that with his current power and the 3% audience anticipation, he couldn't write that sentence, so he had to give up.

As it stands, as long as he replaces the Red Star consciousness, Earth's greatest threat will disappear.

But with this predetermined future, how should the process in between be "rounded"?

Chen Ling frowned, reading through the "Ascension" script in his hand (complete your own divine path self-proof under the witness of at least ten million people), along with the previous scripts "The Fifth Chapter," "Wind and Rain Hide Clouds," "When the Stars Shine"... he read almost all of them.

Suddenly, he seemed to discover something and became lost in thought.

"So that's how it is..."

"Is this 'Hidden'?"

"Even for foreshadowing, the final realization requires rationality... I need a 'pen' that can string together the past and the future..."

Chen Ling picked up his pen and began to add some text between the scripts that had already occurred.

"Wind and Rain Hide Clouds"—"Go find Ji Xuan!!!"

"Ascension"—"Completely chaotic." "One year later, the Divination Path was completely chaotic."

"Ascension"—"The next second, she seemed to remember something." "'By the way, bookworm... your handwriting is so good, why don't you go try your luck at the Pu family?' the landlady said, turning back." "..."

"Untitled Script"—"Nanhai Realm." "'Mr. Mo, please come in... the head of the family has been waiting for you for a long time.'" "..."

"Untitled Script"—"The gold coin stands upright on the earth."

……

Earth.

Chengtian Palace.

A figure in a British-style coat stepped into the empty hall.

His shoe soles hit the hard floor, making a dull thudding sound. Unlike the very polite Sun Bumian, Li Laide seemed not to treat this place as a palace at all, walking as calmly and casually as if he were entering an empty room.

The figure in the imperial robe sitting on the throne slowly opened his eyes. Upon seeing who it was, he frowned, and a vast imperial might swept out:

"It's actually you..."

"What?"

Li Laide pressed one hand against the brim of his top hat, an equally terrifying aura permeating the hall. He stared straight at the imperial shadow with those deep blue eyes and said lightly, "Do you want to settle old scores with me here?"

When the Battle of the Red Dust occurred, Li Laide had stolen the Dao Fruit of the Divination Path Quasi-Duke and the talent of the Theatrical Path Quasi-Duke right under Ying Fu's nose, and had even been hunted down by Ying Fu...

But times were different now. Li Laide had stolen all paths of the God-Stealing Path and possessed the Red Star's wish power. Like Ying Fu, he already possessed power beyond the ordinary Ninth Stage. Even facing Ying Fu directly, he was not afraid at all.

Ying Fu looked down at him from the throne, his eyes narrowed. His expression showed neither joy nor anger, but the vast imperial might seemed to condense into substance, smashing down on the entire hall like a mountain!

Thump—!!

In an instant, Li Laide felt his feet sink, as if he were about to be embedded into the earth!

"A thief like a clown... how arrogant." The pressure of ten divine paths surged into the sky from behind the throne. Under the surging aura, Ying Fu's aged body was like a true god.

Li Laide's expression darkened, and the glimmer of the God-Stealing Path flashed in his pupils.

Just as he was about to make a move,

two figures stepped into the hall simultaneously.

With their appearance, an aura not belonging to the divine path tore a gap in the tense atmosphere. Faint starlight permeated the void as two figures in white research robes walked side by side.

"Is this the place..." Chu Changqing said, hands in his pockets, his green hair hanging to his waist. "It seems we've come at a bad time."

Beside him, Lu Xun scanned the two and said calmly:

"Although I don't know what grudges you two have... but now, we should have more important things to do."

The appearance of the two Lords caused Ying Fu and Li Laide to frown simultaneously. The former hesitated for a moment before waving his hand to disperse the vast imperial might, while the latter placed his hand back on his hat and lowered his head to press down the brim.

The Emperor of Chengtian, the King of Fire-Stealers, and now two more "Lords"... This situation was becoming increasingly complex.

Li Laide looked sideways at the approaching Lu Xun and said in a deep voice:

"...Where is he?"

"Who?"

"That so-called [Red Heart 6]."

Li Laide scanned his surroundings, his tone extremely cold. "Wasn't it him who summoned us here?"