Chapter 1915: The Scales of Victory Will Eventually Tip Toward Us

"That's right."

"It was me."

Before Li Laide could finish speaking, a voice rang out from outside the hall.

Everyone turned to look simultaneously, only to see a green-clad actor stepping gently into the hall... To his left followed a woman in a black dress, and to his right was a young man in a Tang suit holding a lion dance head.

Two demigod auras stood guard beside the green-clad actor, representing the two highest combat powers of the Twilight Society.

Seeing the green-clad actor, undisguised disdain and a flash of anger appeared in Li Laide's eyes...

He snorted coldly, directly stealing space. His figure crossed the entire hall in an instant, and a palm wrapped in demigod pressure emerged from the void, slapping directly toward Li Qingshan's forehead!

Li Laide's killing intent swept through the hall!

His sudden attack shocked everyone present. Even when facing Ying Fu, with whom he had old grudges, Li Laide had never been this ruthless... Facing Li Qingshan, who hadn't yet stepped onto the Ninth Stage, he had instead developed absolute murderous intent.

Just as his palm was about to touch Li Qingshan, a palm burning with seven-colored flames reached out from the side and collided with it!

Boom—!!!

The clash of demigods caused the entire hall to shake as if it were about to collapse!

"Li Laide." Sun Bumian's eyes behind his small round sunglasses burned with anger. "What are you going crazy for??"

Li Laide didn't even look at him, his eyes fixed firmly on Li Qingshan.

"What kind of thing are you?"

"You're worthy of pretending to wear a theatrical robe... and learning his tone to speak to me??"

Li Laide flipped his fingertips, and a Red King playing card was pinched between his palms. The words on it: [Tomorrow at noon, Chengtian Palace] [Your master awaits you], were glaringly bright.

"I think your Twilight Society is truly hopeless, pinning your hopes on a guy like this..."

Facing Li Laide's mockery and provocation, Li Qingshan's expression remained calm.

He slowly raised two fingers:

"First."

"My name is Li Qingshan. This theatrical robe was mine to begin with; I didn't learn from anyone..."

"Second..."

"That sentence was not a lure to trick you into coming here..."

The aura of the Theater God Path surged around Li Qingshan.

His green theatrical robe actually began to turn red at a speed visible to the naked eye, and his face kept changing, as if some existence in the void were overlapping with his own... Another "him" was occupying this body!

Wum—!!!

A familiar, powerful, world-ending aura surged out from within him!!

"He, or rather, a part of him..."

"is inside my body."

At this moment, the expressions of everyone present changed.

Ying Fu, Lu Xun, and Chu Changqing all stared in shock, their eyes reflecting the figure that shouldn't have existed on Earth, their minds shaken... Li Laide, seeing that incredibly familiar face at such close range, was frozen like a statue.

"I know that appearing in this way makes it hard for people to understand... but this is the only way I could bring information back to Earth," the red-clad actor stood in the center of the hall, speaking each word with great solemnity.

"Li Qingshan's mental power is insufficient, and the time I can maintain my appearance is extremely short, so from now on, no one is to interrupt me..."

"What I am about to say next may overturn your understanding."

“……”

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Three minutes later.

The world-ending aura gradually receded within the hall.

As the red theatrical robe turned back to green, Li Qingshan looked pale, as if he had been hollowed out, his figure staggering as he nearly fell to the ground.

Liu Qingyan supported him immediately. The entire hall was deathly silent, quiet enough that only Li Qingshan's heavy, exhausted breathing could be heard...

After an unknown amount of time,

Lu Xun finally recovered from the shock and frowned:

"So... not only does the Red Star possess self-awareness, but Director Chen is also trying to swallow it?"

"As long as it is observed, it is immortal..." Chu Changqing muttered to himself. "The Red Star's main body is already terrifying enough, and its existence mechanism is so heaven-defying... If we didn't know this, wouldn't it be impossible to truly defeat the Red Star, no matter how many times we reboot?"

Only at this moment did everyone realize that so-called rebooting could never escape the Red Star's grasp. If they couldn't truly erase it from the meaning of existence, everything they paid would be like boiling a frog in warm water, unable to change the inevitable outcome of death.

Chen Ling's message was bad news; it let everyone know how difficult it was to defeat the Red Star. But it was also good news... at least they knew how to defeat the Red Star, even if the possibility was incredibly slim.

Ying Fu remained silent for a long time, his deep voice echoing in the hall:

"How should we cooperate with him?"

Li Qingshan took a deep breath, forcing himself to perk up from his state of exhaustion.

"In the coming time, he will continue to fight the Red Star consciousness, but the Red Star's trajectory cannot be easily changed, so it... or rather, they, will eventually pass by Earth again."

"What we must do is, before that happens, make everyone on Earth stop observing the 'Red Star' and 'Chen Ling,' and completely forget their existence... Only then can the Red Star consciousness lose its immortal ability and be completely swallowed."

"If we don't do this before the Red Star returns, then when the red meteor streaks across the sky again, it will be 'observed' by everyone once more, and all the efforts we made before will be in vain."

Li Qingshan paused for a moment and added earnestly:

"Of course, 'everyone' here..."

"includes you and me."

Everyone in the hall fell into deep thought.

Ying Fu asked: "Then, how long until it returns?"

"...I don't know."

"I can calculate that, but it will take some time," Lu Xun offered.

"Make everyone forget..." Ying Fu said in a deep voice. "The Chengtian Dynasty has people who possess skills targeting memory, but they all have limitations. In any case, it's impossible to make tens of millions of people forget, even I couldn't do it..."

"I'll do it."

Just then, a voice rang out calmly.

Everyone's gaze turned toward Li Laide...

That figure wearing a black top hat was still standing in place, his deep blue eyes lost in thought.

"Use whatever methods you can to erase as many memories as possible... I will take care of the rest."

"You? Even if you've gathered all the theft-based techniques, your power should still have a limit. We're talking about the memories of tens of millions of people... Can you really do it?" Ying Fu frowned, expressing his doubt.

Li Laide glanced at him, seemingly having no intention of answering, and turned to walk out of the great hall.

"There is something he asked me to pass on to you," Li Qingshan spoke up again.

Li Laide’s footsteps faltered.

Everyone’s gaze converged on Li Qingshan once more.

"What is it?"

"He said, use every means you can think of, go ahead and do it, in any case..." Li Qingshan paused for a moment,

"'The scales of victory will eventually tilt in our favor.'"

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