Chapter 710: Master’s Save File

Woo-woo—

As the gale within the Calamity of Breath was suppressed to the extreme, blue radiance flickered within its body. The second dragon breath was already ready to go!

And those wind-tunnel-like pupils had already firmly locked onto the figure leaping rapidly through the ruins.

No matter how fast Chen Ling moved relying on the Shadow Toad, the Calamity of Breath’s dragon breath could aim in his direction. That sense of crisis from the depths of his soul surged frantically into Chen Ling’s heart!

No!

Can't dodge it!

This thought appeared in Chen Ling’s mind. He watched helplessly as the giant dragon hovered in the air, as if the Grim Reaper’s scythe had already been raised high, ready to split his mind at any moment!

At the same time,

A sense of fragmentation surged from Chen Ling’s mind.

The scene before his eyes flickered gradually. In a trance, he felt as if he had returned to that theater again.

Chen Ling opened his eyes. The pale spotlight pierced his body like a sword, so intense that he couldn't even open his eyes, only able to barely see the situation around him through squinted slits...

Thump—

Thump—!!

Thump—thump—thump—!!

Dull and violent stomping sounds echoed throughout the theater.

Those scarlet pupils in the auditorium became increasingly dense and gruesome. Their feet stomped hard on the earth, as if venting the anger and killing intent in their hearts. These sounds overlapped, like a deafening wave rolling toward Chen Ling on the stage!

Chen Ling could clearly feel the emotions of the "audience." Their emotions were too intense and extreme. If not for the existence of the Fourth Wall, Chen Ling would probably have been shocked into fainting on the spot... But fortunately, at this moment, he could still barely stand on the stage by relying on his own will.

But even so, whether it was an illusion or not, lines of blood-red characters were outlined out of thin air on the ground beneath the stage!

【Kill it...】

"Damn it... of course I know you want to kill it! I want to kill it too! It wants to kill me!" Chen Ling’s eyes were full of bloodshot veins, tortured by the deafening sound. He gritted his teeth and spoke,

"But how do I kill it?! It’s World-Ending!! What am I supposed to kill it with?!"

【Kill it kill it kill it...】

"Shut up!!!"

Chen Ling’s roar echoed through the theater, but this couldn't stop the audience’s emotions. Amidst the bursts of thundering stomps, his premonition of death became increasingly intense!

Above the firmament where dust swirled, the giant dragon’s mouth slowly opened. The surging dragon breath surged from its throat, as if it were about to spray out the next moment!

Just then,

A sigh sounded from Chen Ling’s ear.

In this instant, the Calamity of Breath’s dragon breath came to an abrupt halt. The dust swirling in the sky froze suddenly, and even the souls gradually rising to the clouds and the raging war fires in the ruins seemed to have been pressed on a pause button...

The world froze at this moment.

Chen Ling was stunned.

Before he could recover, the distant sky was folded like a sheet of paper,

Immediately after, the earth of the Red Dust Domain, and the Sorcery Association and Calamities in the chaotic battle, all paused at the moment the sigh sounded, and then, like a children’s pop-up book, were folded and put away by someone...

Even the Calamity of Breath, with its dragon breath half-sprayed, was folded by space and disappeared from Chen Ling’s field of vision.

This scene was too unbelievable; Chen Ling even thought his mind had gone wrong. But soon he discovered that things were not that simple...

Because he had seen this scene before.

When Chen Ling first entered the Theater Path Ancient Treasury, his Senior Brother Ning Ruyu invited him to have his first meal in the French movie "Chef," and subsequently, every time he learned the "Strike" secret method from his Senior Brother, he would enter the movie world.

The scene before his eyes was exactly the same as the scene where his Senior Brother retrieved the movie disc back then!

Everything before Chen Ling’s eyes was being folded rapidly. The battlefield, originally filled with smoke and blood, retreated like a tide... replaced by a familiar starry sky.

Whoosh—

A breeze brushed across Chen Ling’s face, also rustling the grass beneath his feet;

Chen Ling snapped back to reality, only to find that he was sitting on the grassland, with the quiet snow-capped mountains shrouded in night before him, and a sea of twinkling stars overhead...

He had returned to the Theater Path Ancient Treasury.

From the life-and-death Red Dust battlefield to the quiet and beautiful Theater Path Ancient Treasury, this sudden transition made Chen Ling feel like he was dreaming...

Only he didn't know which one was the dream?

Did he dream of the Theater Path Ancient Treasury before he died, or... was everything in the Red Dust Domain just a big dream he had in the Theater Path Ancient Treasury?

Could it be that he had never left the Theater Path Ancient Treasury??

Chen Ling’s head hurt.

A figure walked gently through the grassland swept by the evening wind and stopped in front of him.

Chen Ling saw the familiar hem of the robe and subconsciously looked up, only to see a youth wearing a theater robe standing before him, holding an unmarked disc in his hand, watching him quietly.

"...Master?"

Chen Ling muttered to himself, and then he finally reacted, exclaiming: "Master?!!"

"It’s been hard, hasn't it?"

Master smiled, gently brushed the corner of his theater robe, and sat down beside Chen Ling. "If you’re tired, you can rest here for a while."

"Master... why are you here? No, why am I here? Wasn't I in the Red Dust Domain?"

Facing Chen Ling’s successive questions, Master just smiled faintly and spoke unhurriedly:

"I helped you save your progress."

"...Save progress?"

"Domain disaster, battle of demigods, World-Ending invasion... This play is truly getting more and more exciting." Master turned his head and smiled at Chen Ling. "However, I see you’re wound too tight, so I temporarily paused this play into a save file to let you catch your breath."

Chen Ling’s gaze fell on the disc in Master’s hand, his eyes full of disbelief!

"Master, did you put Wuji Jun, Red Dust Jun, and the Calamity of Breath... all into the disc??"

"Hahaha, it’s not as exaggerated as you think. That dragon and Su Zhiwei are a bit tricky... I don't need to take them away, I just need to pull you out of this play. When needed, I can stuff you back in."

Chen Ling: ...

Master had overturned Chen Ling’s cognition in the calmest tone... He didn't understand how Master did it, but he could be sure that just based on this divine skill Master had displayed, he was absolutely no weaker than the Calamity of Breath or the Red Dust Jun!

Ever since the Calamity of Breath was taken into the disc by Master, Chen Ling’s mind had also cleared up instantly. Those audience members didn't make any more noise, as if they had disappeared.

He took a deep breath and exhaled slowly... The string that had been taut all along finally relaxed slightly.

"Tired?"

"...Tired."

"Tired is right." Master shrugged. "The protagonist of a story always has to go through hardships... doesn't he?"