Chapter 619: The Only Title

The Jiangtian Sect had successfully attracted the attention of the "World-Ender," and the effect was surprisingly good. The only drawback was...

The "World-Ender" they attracted was not quite what they had expected.

"Who is he???"

Yang Muquan saw the red-clad figure drooling while standing on the shadow centipede's head, his brows knitted tightly together.

The time, place, and manner of this person's appearance were all too bizarre... coupled with the blood-stained opera robe, the shattered head, the strange mask, and the drool hanging from the corner of his mouth...

He alone looked even more sinister than the entire Jiangtian Sect combined!

"So fragrant..."

Chen Ling, beneath the mask, muttered to himself.

If the fragrance Chen Ling had smelled underground had tugged at his heartstrings, the concentration of the fragrance on the surface was nearly a hundred times greater. Just having this scent enter his nostrils made it hard for him to restrain himself!

The last time Chen Ling had experienced a similar situation was during the "Roast Chicken Feast" in the Aurora Realm, but this time it was even more exaggerated. If someone were to remove his mask, they would see that his eyes were beginning to glow with an eerie red light.

Pairs of scarlet eyes opened in the void behind him. They looked down at the churning sea of blood below and the red mist rising from it. A most primitive sense of craving surged into Chen Ling's heart!

He opened his mouth subconsciously, and a violent suction force rolled out from it. The burning "bonfire" was drawn in, rapidly pouring into his mouth!

An indescribable sense of fullness surged into his "heart," as if it were about to fill his empty chest.

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The Red Star aura contained within the blood of dozens of Jiangtian Sect members and the two red-robed bishops was now being devoured by Chen Ling uncontrollably. Like the "Star-Sucking Great Skill" from martial arts novels, a visible vortex of red mist swirled above Chen Ling's head!

At this moment, the shadow centipede lay prostrate on the ground, feeling Chen Ling's drool dripping onto its head, its body trembling involuntarily... It seemed terrified that this person might "open his appetite" and take a bite out of its head too.

Its larvae crawled out from the ground one by one, chanting this person's title in low voices along with it, attempting to awaken a shred of the "King's mercy":

"The Scarlet Sovereign of the Ghost-Mocking Abyss... The Faceless King who mocks fate..."

"Huff, huff, huff?!!!"

The red-robed bishop was dumbfounded. He watched as the bait they had sacrificed themselves to summon the [Breath] Calamity was being frantically devoured by Chen Ling, yet he couldn't muster a shred of anger.

He stared blankly at the figure devouring the Red Star aura and the familiar title lingering in his ears, subconsciously taking half a step back...

He knew what that red-clad figure was.

The red-robed bishop's face turned pale. He retreated repeatedly, seemingly preparing to turn and run, when a flash of red swept through the air and landed lightly in front of him...

The opera robe fluttered, the black mask slowly lifted, and a trembling voice, as if suppressing itself, sounded:

"Can... can you let me have a bite?"

Red-robed bishop: !!!

The red-robed bishop turned and ran without hesitation, but the next moment, the bright red opera robe stepped into the void and flew up, completely unaffected by the Divine Path, arriving above his head in a flash!

Opera Path Ancient Secret Technique, [Cloud Step]!

The red-robed bishop saw a shadow flash overhead, and a heavy object slammed onto his head. The black mask shattered upon impact, and snow-white teeth bit into his temple!

"WAA—!!" The red-robed bishop screamed, grabbing the thing on his head with both hands and throwing it forward with all his might!

The figure in the bright red opera robe flew backward for over ten meters, crashing directly into the group of blood-depleted, weak sect members, rolling several times before stopping... The red-robed bishop's strength was still significantly greater than Chen Ling's current state, but this brought the bishop no sense of security.

Sometimes, strength doesn't mean everything.

Chen Ling, who had been thrown into the crowd, stood up shakily from the sea of blood.

At this moment, the mask on his face had shattered, revealing his true face covered in blood. Under the gaze of countless scarlet eyes, a large amount of red mist was drilling into the corners of Chen Ling's mouth, and the red in his eyes grew increasingly vivid.

The moment he saw his face, Wang Jincheng, who had been standing in the distance like a statue, felt his body tremble!

"This... how is this possible???"

"So fragrant..."

Chen Ling's nose sniffed around, discovering that the fragrance was coming from the blood flowing and merging from these sect members. He couldn't help but lick his lips. With a flick of his fingertips, a boning knife dropped from his sleeve into his palm.

WHOOSH—!

A sound of tearing air rang out. Chen Ling slashed the neck of the nearest Jiangtian Sect member with one stroke, and the gushing blood sprayed out like a fountain.

But the Red Star aura contained in the blood of these ordinary sect members was actually extremely thin. Only when everyone's blood was mixed together was the concentration sufficient to make Chen Ling feel pleased. He killed one Jiangtian Sect member and felt it wasn't enough, so he backhanded and cut off the heads of five more!

A total of six heads landed one after another. Under the wild surge of blood, the red mist diffusing in the air grew a bit thicker, drilling into the corners of Chen Ling's mouth...

On his face, and in the scarlet eyes behind him, a look of intoxication emerged.

"Huff, huff! Huff!!!"

The red-robed bishop roared, seemingly telling these Jiangtian Sect members to run, but these kneeling Jiangtian Sect members had already lost too much blood. Even after hearing this shout, their movements were extremely sluggish.

They stumbled as they climbed up from the ground, and when they looked back and saw the red opera robe wreaking havoc among the red robes, terror appeared on their faces, and they stumbled as they tried to run into the distance!

"Don't go... you guys..."

Their speed wasn't fast, but Chen Ling, stepping on [Cloud Step], was incredibly fast!

Chen Ling moved through the Jiangtian Sect members like a ghost. Every time a cold glint flashed, a Jiangtian Sect member's head would roll off in response. These blood-depleted Jiangtian Sect members were like a flock of lambs waiting to be slaughtered in front of the current Chen Ling.

This was a one-sided massacre!

The sect members from just a moment ago fell into the pool of blood in rows, like stalks of straw in the wind;

Their blood was gathering rapidly, and the concentration of the Red Star aura was also soaring rapidly!

And Chen Ling, who was frantically devouring these auras, felt increasingly comfortable in the sense of fullness. His mental power was growing rapidly, as if he were completely intoxicated by this feast.

At this moment, no one in the sea of blood was chanting the title of the "Supreme Jiangtian Savior" anymore, leaving only numerous shadow centipede larvae prostrate on the ground in respect.

Beneath the firmament, only one title was echoing, like a devil:

"The Scarlet Sovereign of the Ghost-Mocking Abyss... The Faceless King who mocks fate... The Scarlet Sovereign of the Ghost-Mocking Abyss... The Faceless King who mocks fate... The Scarlet Sovereign of the..."

Large swaths of red robes fell into the pool of blood, like withered flower petals scattered by a gale, creating ripples;

A figure in an opera robe bloomed amidst the withered flowers. As he swallowed a large amount of Red Star aura, something seemed to be squirming beneath Chen Ling's skin, and his entire body visibly expanded!