Chapter 726: The Opera God Dao, and the Natural Enemy of the Opera God Dao

Compared to when he was in the Red Dust Realm, the state of that "human" shadow seemed to have declined.

The shadow-like body looked as if it had been cut by scissors, with many gaps at the edges and corners. The bright red paper umbrella carried on his shoulder was also full of mud, and the connection between the umbrella surface and the handle seemed to be broken, making a clicking sound.

This world-ending battle had already shattered the heavens and the earth. Although Chao Zai finally killed his way through the Sighing Wilderness, he himself seemed to have paid a considerable price...

Woo-woo—

The wind on the Sighing Wilderness was intermittent, like a whimpering desperate person.

This "human" shadow walked out of the shattered wilderness, but there was no calamity blocking his way. He carried the only bright red umbrella in the Gray World, like a triumphant king.

In the whimpering wind, the edge of the red umbrella lifted a corner, and his gaze fell on Master not far away.

Those scarlet, crescent-moon-like eyes narrowed slightly...

He did not stop his steps.

He walked forward calmly with the umbrella, his steps not stopping in the slightest. Even though he was injured, the king's pride still looked down on the world... Without the slightest evasion, and unwilling to give way, he walked straight toward Master, as if the one blocking the way was just an insignificant ordinary person.

Under the lead-gray clouds, two figures were slowly approaching;

"【Chao】," Master said calmly. "...You should go back."

That pair of scarlet crescent-moon pupils swept over Master, the curve of their arc becoming increasingly exaggerated, as if filled with disdain and mockery.

Master’s eyes narrowed slightly. When the distance between the two was no more than five steps, he gave a light flick of his wide sleeves, and the next moment, the surrounding scene changed abruptly!

Countless high-rise buildings, along with mountains, rivers, and streams, rose from the five-step gap between them. Space was instantly stretched infinitely, and layer upon layer of distinct worlds surrounded the "human" shadow like pasted images!

But these worlds were not merely empty shells; one could see all sorts of characters living and walking within them—some in the snow-covered palaces of ancient costumes, some on steam trains in Republic-era attire, some in modern skyscrapers wearing designer brands, and even non-human scenes where lions, cats, mice, and bears were the protagonists...

It was as if the real world, evolved from drama, had enveloped the world where the "human" shadow resided. Time and space lost their meaning here; no matter which direction one went, whether toward the past or the future, escape was impossible... because what trapped it at this moment was "story" itself.

Yet, the "human" shadow did not stop its pace at this time; instead, it calmly continued to walk forward slowly at its original speed...

It walked among the endless stories, one hand raised casually, fingertips lightly tapping the void. As it moved forward, ripples surged from the nothingness!

Hideous cracks instantly broke open from its fingertips, spreading crazily like a spiderweb to the surroundings. In an instant, they covered these infinite worlds, and the stories still playing out froze simultaneously, losing their luster.

It withdrew its fingertips and lightly pressed its index finger against the position where the shadow's mouth would be, playfully making a "hush" gesture.

It had negated all the stories currently being performed.

Bang—!!!

The next moment, all the worlds exploded with a roar!

The magnificent worlds were torn into fragments in an instant, fluttering down into the gray firmament. Almost simultaneously, the "human" shadow's footsteps paused in mid-air...

The curtains in the void gradually closed, and Master's figure had already disappeared.

Immediately following, the surrounding heaven and earth were folded and gathered like a tide, and the "human" shadow was also constantly shrinking. When it looked up, Master's massive palm seemed to be positioned outside the world, grabbing toward this place as if to blot out the sky and sun;

It, along with this piece of space-time, was being sealed within this disc!

The "human" shadow held its umbrella, looking up and staring at this scene. The next moment, its figure was folded into the collapsing world and disappeared...

In the end, a blank disc landed steadily in Master's palm.

Master looked down at the disc, but his expression did not relax in the slightest; instead, his brows furrowed even tighter... He tucked the disc into his robes and turned to leave, only to freeze abruptly in place!

Woo— woo—

A wailing cold wind lifted a corner of his theatrical robe;

Five steps behind him, a figure holding a large red paper umbrella was silently staring at him, its scarlet pupils full of mockery.

"...Failed, then." Master's expression shifted repeatedly, finally ending in a helpless, long sigh.

"As expected of the natural enemy of the Drama God Path. My abilities are basically ineffective against you..."

The [Mockery] Calamity possesses the power to negate everything, which naturally includes the "performances" of the Drama God Path. Even if Master is on the same tier as it, he is completely countered... Even the means capable of freezing entities including Lord Red Dust and the Calamity of Breath are ineffective against the [Mockery] Calamity.

It is the true natural enemy of the Drama God Path. As long as one is a possessor of the Drama God Path, regardless of rank, it is almost impossible to defeat it!

"Fortunately, I am not without other preparations."

Master calmly spoke the second half of his sentence.

He raised the sleeves of both hands, and four rays of light flew out instantly. The moment it sensed these things, the "human" shadow's figure trembled slightly, and a rare look of vigilance emerged in its scarlet eyes...

Those were four spirit tablets.

Like ancestral tablets taken from a shrine, still retaining a faint scent of incense, they stood like four highly oppressive stone steles, suppressing the southeast, west, and north directions, trapping the "human" shadow in the very center... And on these tablets, the same name was engraved:

——【Actor Nameless】.

The moment these four tablets appeared, four auras of the Drama God Path erupted simultaneously. They impacted the "human" shadow's body, and even the damaged red paper umbrella began to creak piercingly!

The "human" shadow's expression changed. It immediately attempted to charge out of the blockade of the four tablets, but it was as if an invisible wall had appeared between them, and even it could not pass through.

At the same time, Master, outside the tablets, spoke slowly:

"——Lock."

As the words fell, the four tablets began to rotate and shrink toward the center. The invisible wall trapping the [Mockery] Calamity also shrank rapidly, completely sealing off all its space for movement...

In the end, the four tablets transformed into four white paper strips, locking the "human" shadow's limbs like shackles. Despite appearing to have no weight at all, they dragged the "human" shadow down and slammed it heavily into the earth, emitting a thunderous roar!

Thud—!!

Hideous cracks spread across the earth, and the "human" shadow's power was instantly sealed.

It tried furiously to break free from these four white paper shackles, but no matter how hard it tried, it could not tear them off its body!

Master, draped in his theatrical robe, walked slowly with his hands behind his back to the furiously struggling [Mockery] Calamity, and spoke in a deep voice:

"I will say this one more time..."

"Give my disciple back."