Chapter 711: Master Is Behind You

"The protagonist... of the story?"

"Everyone is the protagonist of their own life." Master thought for a moment and added, "The difference between you and us is that your life has an audience."

"But I’d rather not have these audience members." Chen Ling frowned. "They make everything a mess."

"Everything has two sides... Having an audience isn't always a bad thing."

"But I don't think they can do anything good."

Master looked at Chen Ling, smiled, and didn't commit.

Chen Ling looked at Master, always feeling that there was something hidden in his eyes, mysterious and unfathomable... Then, as if thinking of something, he suddenly asked:

"Master, are you in Red Dust right now?"

"I am, otherwise how could I pull you out?"

"In other words... Red Dust currently has four demigod-level beings gathered?"

"Four? Hahaha..." Master chuckled twice without answering directly. "In short, although I came, I don't intend to get involved..."

"Because of the Twilight Society’s neutrality?"

"Not entirely. The Twilight Society’s neutrality is also relative, not absolute... For example, your actions this time can, to some extent, represent the Twilight Society’s stance." Master paused for a moment.

"I’m not taking action because the protagonist of this grand play is not me..."

"Then who is it?"

"It’s you, Old Six."

"Me?" Chen Ling gave a bitter smile. "I’m just a Third-Order Theater God. How could I be qualified to participate in a war of this scale... Releasing the Calamities of the Ghost-Mocking Abyss and disrupting the battle situation is already the limit of what I can do... I couldn't even save the life of an ordinary girl."

"The protagonist of a grand play always has to appear last." Master was dismissive.

"And you underestimate yourself too much... You are my disciple, a person from the Theater Path Ancient Treasury. Perhaps you haven't taken it to heart, but in fact, you can do far more than you imagine."

"...For example?"

"Don't ask me, ask yourself... Did you waste all those days in the Theater Path Ancient Treasury?"

Chen Ling was stunned. He kept frowning, seemingly pondering the deep meaning in Master’s words...

Whoosh—

A light breeze brushed across the grassland, and the world was quiet.

Chen Ling could hear the fluttering of colorful flags coming from the distance behind him—that was the direction of the Old Six Home... He subconsciously looked back, but the grassland was already empty.

Time passed second by second. Chen Ling stared blankly at this scene, letting the breeze brush his cheeks, which gradually smoothed out his tired and restless heart.

"Do you want to go back?" Master asked.

"Back where?"

"Back to the Old Six Home, back to the Theater Path Ancient Treasury." Master spoke calmly. "Your Senior Brother has always wanted you to go back. At least after going back, you wouldn't have to be dragged into a quagmire like the Red Dust Domain... At least I can guarantee that even if the outside world is turned upside down, the Theater Path Ancient Treasury will always be safe."

"...Always safe..."

Chen Ling took a deep look at the direction of the Old Six Home, his mind involuntarily recalling the half-year he had spent there... Nostalgia and reluctance appeared in his eyes, but as a meteor streaked across the night sky, his gaze quickly returned to calm.

When he left the Theater Path Ancient Treasury, Chen Ling had already prepared himself to face crisis and death. Before setting off, he knew that coming to the Red Dust Domain this time wouldn't be easy or peaceful. In the final analysis, this was all his own choice... If he were to choose again, he would still make the same choice.

"Thank my Senior Brother for me, but I can't turn back now." Chen Ling shook his head, took a deep breath, and slowly stood up from the ground.

"Leaving after just such a short rest?"

"I think I understand your guidance... I want to go back as soon as possible."

Seeing this, Master’s brow raised slightly, but he didn't try to keep him, nodding instead:

"Good."

As the words fell, the disc in Master’s hand flew into the air and gradually unfolded in the void. That world, filled with demigod pressure and war, dragged Chen Ling back into it bit by bit.

Just then, Master spoke again:

"Old Six."

"...What is it, Master?" Chen Ling, half of whose body had already been dragged into the world, turned back suddenly upon hearing this.

"Actually, pulling you in this time, I wanted to tell you something..." Master pointed to Chen Ling’s head and smiled.

"Don't be constrained by existing shackles. You can let go and perform in this play... Even if you cause a huge mess, don't panic."

"This time, I am behind you."

Chen Ling was stunned.

He opened his mouth, wanting to ask something more, but the folded world was like a tide, swallowing him up...

……

The distant starry sky and grassland were like unreachable dream stars, getting further and further away from Chen Ling. The life-and-death pressure locked onto his figure again, making his hair stand on end!

The audience roared, the giant dragon bellowed;

Chen Ling snapped back to reality. He was still standing on the back of the toad, and the dragon breath in the distance sprayed out the next moment, flying straight toward him!

Seeing this, Chen Ling was shocked!

Even if he had just been pulled away by Master, when he returned, he would still start from the original time?!

At first, Chen Ling thought he had relied on Master to dodge the dragon breath, but in fact, he hadn't... But Chen Ling didn't panic too much. Since Master had put him back, it meant this was definitely not a dead end!

Sure enough, the moment the dragon breath sprayed, a jade hand that blotted out the sky descended from the firmament, directly crossing dimensions and grabbing the Calamity of Breath by the neck!

Then it lifted it upward with force!

Boom—!!

The dragon breath that destroyed all civilization was lifted almost grazing the Red Dust Main City, spraying straight into the sky without harming Chen Ling in the distance or any other area of the Red Dust Main City in the slightest!

He saw Red Dust Jun Su Zhiwei, who was tracking Wuji Jun while distracted, looking down at the battlefield in the red flowers, her eyes full of anger.

Pulled away by Su Zhiwei, the Dust Dragon naturally wouldn't remain idle. It flapped its skeletal giant wings hard, and a hurricane surged from its body. Relying on its incomparable power and hard bones, it broke free from Su Zhiwei’s palm, while simultaneously tearing her into blood-red pieces like a meat grinder!

Even the Nine Juns Su Zhiwei at her peak could not suppress a World-Ending Level being at its own peak.

The massive body of the Calamity of Breath flew and swirled in the air. Those wind-tunnel pupils stared at the injured Su Zhiwei, opening its giant mouth. The World-Ending pressure, which seemed capable of blowing away heaven and earth, carried a dragon roar that boomed out!!

The massive dragon wings flapped again, and its body rose with the wind, actually tearing through the boundary of dimensions and flying from the red flowers into the Gray Realm where Su Zhiwei was!

Su Zhiwei felt the World-Ending aura coming toward her, and for the first time, a grave expression appeared on her face...

One Nine Juns in a half-state, one World-Ending Level at its peak;

Can I only fight two with one now...