Chapter 740: Redescending the Stage

"This aura..."

Jian Changsheng felt that trace of Witch God Path fluctuation, his eyes filled with confusion.

But before he could ask why Chen Ling had the aura of the Witch God Path, Master, standing in the light patterns, raised both hands as if grabbing something in the void, and his opera robe fluttered without wind.

In the dark, the trace of the Witch God Path aura emanating from "Chen Ling" was actually drawn by a giant hand, intertwining with the God Path aura deep within the Land of Divine Sacrifice!

Thud—

The entire Land of Divine Sacrifice shook violently!

Since the Great Cataclysm, since the Land of Divine Sacrifice was swallowed into Calamity-Jie's belly, no one had set foot on this land for over three hundred years, nor had anyone established a connection with it...

And now, the first person to establish a connection with it had appeared.

A wisp of the Land of Divine Sacrifice's aura lingered around "Chen Ling," spinning like a light breeze, and finally, as if finding a place to reside, it burrowed into the ghost-face mark on Chen Ling's collarbone.

This mark was originally a demonic seal placed on Chen Ling by Brand using the Witch God Path, but after Brand was instantly killed by the [Mockery] Calamity, the seal lost its function... As the only place on Chen Ling’s body that still carried the aura of the Witch God Path, this ghost face became the target for the aura of the God-Sacrifice Land.

"The aura of the Witch God Path?"

Noticing this anomaly, "Chen Ling's" brows furrowed tightly. "What kind of tricks are you trying to pull??"

Master did not answer. He merely glanced at the position of "Chen Ling's" ghost face and spoke calmly:

"Didn't you want me to grant you freedom... Now, I shall fulfill that wish."

As his words fell, Master raised his hand in a beckoning gesture;

The white paper shackles binding "Chen Ling's" wrists and ankles simultaneously unraveled, transforming back into four "Actor Nameless" spirit tablets in mid-air before flying back into Master's sleeves.

Seeing this, Jian Changsheng’s expression turned to shock, and he hurriedly said:

"Senior Red King, that guy Red Heart hasn't returned yet, this is..."

BOOM—!!

Before Jian Changsheng could finish, a scarlet aura erupted from within "Chen Ling" like a pillar of fire!

The power that had been suppressed all this time was now like a surging volcano, venting out frantically... "Chen Ling" hadn't expected the old man to grant him freedom at a time like this; while stunned, his eyes were filled with wild ecstasy!

He had intended to strike and kill Master directly, but the thought of those four eerie spirit tablets and the strange changes occurring in the God-Sacrifice Land made a sliver of wariness rise in his heart...

"Old man," he said chillingly, "I'll let you off this time... Next time, I will bathe the Ancient Treasury of the Opera Path in blood."

As his power was unsealed, "Chen Ling's" skin gradually dissipated, beginning to transform into a vague, black shadow. A pair of scarlet, mocking, curved eyes occupied his original pupils, looking hideous and bizarre.

The paper umbrella in his hand opened gently, and his figure transformed directly into a sky full of red paper, dissipating into the air!

"Senior Red King..."

Jian Changsheng wanted to say something anxiously, but Master calmly grabbed him by the collar.

Jian Changsheng was stunned.

"What are you doing?"

"Hold on tight," Master smiled. "It might be a bit bumpy for you."

The next moment, a red curtain opened in the void. He grabbed the bewildered Little Jian with one hand and stepped into it. Both figures crossed space and vanished without a trace!

The red curtain slowly pulled shut, leaving behind only the sound of Little Jian’s screams, which rapidly faded into the distance...

……

Endless red paper appeared out of thin air amidst the seawater, rapidly converging into a black shadow holding a red umbrella.

The moment this figure appeared, the few Tier 8 Calamities residing nearby were all stunned. In their impression, their boss had already swallowed this plague god whole; how had it popped back out in the blink of an eye?

Before they could react, the "human" shadow swept a faint glance at them, seemingly mixed with resentment and anger, and gave the red paper umbrella in its hand a quick spin...

The next moment, the upper bodies of the two Tier 8 Calamities closest to it vanished instantly!

It was as if someone had forcibly twisted off half their bodies; the cross-sections were jagged and uneven. In the bone-chilling deep sea, the two massive calamity corpses sank silently downward.

This scene happened too suddenly. No one expected that the [Mockery] Calamity could return to the deep sea so silently, and then, filled with murderous intent, immediately begin attacking Tier 8 Calamities... This was an act of revenge, a warning to the Taboo Calamity, and a way for it to vent the resentment in its heart.

The instant killing of two trusted subordinates completely enraged the Taboo Calamity at the bottom of the deep sea.

With a buzzing roar that pierced through the frozen sea, the entire ocean surged violently as if boiling. A world-ending killing intent locked onto the "human" shadow, and an incomparably massive black silhouette was approaching frantically from the seabed...

But the "human" shadow had no intention of wasting time with it. It merely swept a disdainful glance downward before taking another step. Its figure distorted, crossing hundreds of miles of void, and in the next moment, it teleported directly outside the Forbidden Sea!

Seawater mixed with ice washed continuously over the gravel. The large red paper umbrella stood at the edge of the ocean, with the fury of the deep sea behind it...

The "human" shadow’s brows gradually furrowed.

It wasn't because of the Taboo Calamity's pursuit, but because it discovered that even though it had left the God-Sacrifice Land and even the Forbidden Sea, that faint, lingering aura of the Witch God Path was still connected to it, impossible to shake off.

It let out a cold snort and was about to continue moving further away from the Forbidden Sea when, the next moment, a faint trace of purple silently ignited from the depths of its pupils...

The "human" shadow’s footsteps came to an abrupt halt.

The aura of the God-Sacrifice Land surged within this purple glow. Without any sacrifice and without any preparation, a god-descension ritual spanning spatial dimensions was activated at this moment!

In the void above the "human" shadow, a phantom of a young boy wearing cotton-padded clothes silently took shape.

District 3 Chen Ling, having separated his soul from his body, looked down at this vessel... Bursts of murmurs rose from his throat, as if replicating the incantation from the very first time he performed a god-descension.

As the incantation was recited, his phantom continuously disintegrated. Just as it was about to vanish completely, he suddenly extended his fingertip and pointed into the air at the "human" shadow!

……

The Theater.

In the darkness-shrouded audience seating, a pair of apricot-red eyes suddenly snapped open!

He forcibly broke free from the restraints of all the black arms and stepped out from the eerie scarlet tide. Some kind of aura seemed to lock onto his figure from the void, causing him to flicker like a screen with a loose connection.

"Hoo..."

Chen Ling exhaled a breath of stale air. He stared fixedly at the figure on the stage who was intoxicated by the performance, walked alone through the audience, and returned to the area beneath the stage!

As the aura from the void intensified to the extreme, his flickering figure vanished into thin air!

The next moment, he was summoned away from the audience, bypassed the Fourth Wall, and returned to his own body in the form of a god-descension... His figure emerged from the darkness and reappeared under the spotlight.

Actor Chen Ling, re-descends to the stage!