Natural Enemy of Scarlet Heaven
[Fist of Justice] was the skill of the Ordinary Person Wen Shilin, completely unrelated to Divine Pathways, so it was very normal that it could be used... And the latter three were skills from Chen Yan's Twisted Divine Path.
The skills of the Twisted Divine Path weren't affected by the Aura of the Scarlet Heaven Cult. This included the fake appearance Chen Ling had now created using [Formless], which was still completely covering his face.
Even Chen Ling himself hadn't expected this point. Logically speaking, the Twisted Divine Path should also be considered a Divine Path... Could it be that this Divine Path was twisted a bit too far?
The Scarlet Heaven Cultist's face was incomparably ugly. He didn't know what Chen Ling's background was, but up until now, he had never heard of any Divine Path that could withstand their Aura. Even those high-Rank Divine Path Possessors had to admit defeat in front of their few Archbishops.
But now was no longer the time to entangle over the reason. The previous Scarlet Heaven Cultist sent over to conduct the suicide ritual in this area had already failed. The two of them coming was to fill the gap in this area... Now Chen Ling was blocking in front of him, and he had to charge forward even if he had to bite the bullet.
The good news was that the skill Chen Ling just used didn't seem to be an attack type, and could only swap items between the two parties. Now his hands were empty, and Chen Ling's hands were also empty. He didn't necessarily have no chance of winning!
Seeing that naked figure draped in a red robe flying close to the ground at an astonishing speed, Chen Ling's eyes narrowed slightly;
The three skills [Formless], [Scarlet Trick], and [Fate Weaving] indeed didn't have strong attack power on the frontal battlefield. If they were to really fight head-on with pure physical strength, he might not be a match for the primitive Scarlet Heaven Cultist...
Waiting until that Scarlet Heaven Cultist rushed to the front of him, Chen Ling's bloodstained vermilion lips parted slightly, and a word exploded from the tip of his tongue like spring thunder!
"——[Fix]!"
The moment this word sounded, it was like rolling nine thunders buzzing by the ear of the charging Scarlet Heaven Cultist. It seemed to contain some kind of magic power, and his body, which he was originally controlling freely, suddenly stagnated in mid-air for a moment!
This brief pause made his body completely lose its balance. After knocking over a nearby shelf, he stumbled and approached Chen Ling.
At the same time, Chen Ling took a deep breath and slowly closed his eyes...
...
In his daze, he seemed to have returned to the Ancient Vault of the Drama Path, returning to the tide trial set for him by the First Senior Brother.
The black reef was stepped under his feet, and the bloodstained Theatrical Robe fluttered in the splashing waves. In the distance, at the convergence of the sea and the sky, a monstrous giant wave surged over, carrying the power to destroy the world!
The words of Senior Sister Luan Mei sounded by his ear:
"...What a pity, the sense of belief from substituting into the role is still not enough."
"Although Little Junior Brother knows how to sing, the time he has been exposed to opera is still not long, and he doesn't know much about the Mu Guiying in the Opera Script... At this level, it's impossible to produce resonance."
Chen Ling had tried to sing that lyric and brush his sleeve to break the monstrous giant wave, but in the end, he was swept into the bottom of the sea, ending up in a disheveled state.
At that time, he indeed couldn't feel any resonance from that lyric. But now, Chen Ling felt it was different...
From the moment he stepped out of the Theater House, a certain emotion was born spontaneously. Walking this path and Singing opera all the way, this emotion constantly fermented in his chest and intertwined with his soul.
Chen Ling had a premonition that this time, he could do it.
...
In the dimness, Chen Ling abruptly opened his eyes!
His left hand untied the waistband of the Theatrical Robe from his waist. With a light wave, the waistband instantly replaced the "Yang" character General's Banner originally stuck behind Li Qingshan. After spinning rapidly for several circles at his fingertips, it was forcefully gripped in his palm!
Chen Ling's back was as straight as a pine and cypress, standing tall above the pool of blood. He held the hand with the General's Banner behind his back, and his empty right hand slowly raised. The loose Theatrical Robe moved without wind...
At the moment Chen Ling raised his posture, Li Qingshan in the corner seemed to have sensed some kind of Aura, and was momentarily stunned in place.
The Scarlet Heaven Cultist in mid-air had already recovered from the immobilization just now. He stepped on the edge of the shelf to borrow force, rapidly changed direction, and fiercely charged at Chen Ling!
That touch of red gradually approached in Chen Ling's pupils, but he didn't have the slightest intention of dodging. Instead, he said indifferently:
"While alive, one should fulfill their duties, how can an inch of land belong to others...
How is a clown of a foreign king worth mentioning,
My one sword can match a million troops!!"
The moment the melodious Singing sounded, a familiar feeling surged out from within Chen Ling's body. He subconsciously raised his empty right hand and casually waved it forward, imitating Ning Ruyu's appearance at that time.
The loose and empty sleeve brushed lightly past his eyes...
The next moment,
The frantically running Scarlet Heaven Cultist exploded with a boom!
Without any warning, without any buffer, Chen Ling just casually brushed his sleeve, and that person was like a shattered ocean wave, falling apart in mid-air and turning into a sky full of scarlet blood rain, broadly sprinkling all over Chen Ling's body.
Theatre Dao Secret Method——[Sleeve-Hand Pushing Heaven].
The entire pharmacy fell into deathly silence.
Li Qingshan was dumbfounded...
He didn't know what had happened. Not only him, even the Scarlet Heaven Cultist who was casually killed by Chen Ling with a brush of his sleeve didn't have the slightest resistance before dying... Or rather, he fundamentally didn't realize he would die, in this inconceivable manner.
The Aura of the Scarlet Heaven Cult could interfere with Divine Pathways, but it couldn't interfere with the Theatre Dao Secret Methods Chen Ling had learned. Coupled with the Twisted Divine Path that was equally un-interfered with, the core methods of the Scarlet Heaven Cult had almost no effect on him... If the red-clothed Scarlet Heaven Cult was the natural enemy of all Divine Pathways, then the equally red-clothed Chen Ling was the natural enemy of all Scarlet Heaven Cults.
With a brush of his sleeve, a strong enemy was reduced to ashes and annihilated.
Chen Ling was draped in that bloodstained Theatrical Robe, wearing a twisted headdress, and his makeup was also washed blurry by fresh blood... He stood there quietly, as if he was the most terrifying demon here.
[Audience Expectation Value +3]
At the same time.
On the other side of the pharmacy,
The only remaining Scarlet Heaven Cultist used the Bone-Stripping Knife in his chest to directly cut open the flesh and blood of his left chest, exposing his dense ribs to the air...
Trembling, he picked up the small hammer in the corner, gritted his teeth, and smashed it towards his ribs. With each smash, a rib broke in response. The gap between the ribs, which originally couldn't even fit a finger, was gradually broken open, enough to accommodate a palm reaching into it.
Bean-sized beads of sweat rolled down from the corners of his forehead, and his body was unconsciously trembling... He was in pain, and also nervous.
He had witnessed with his own eyes the process of his companion being instantly killed by Chen Ling with a brush of his sleeve, and knew that no matter what, it was impossible for him to be the opponent's match... He was going to die either way, but this suicide ritual had to be completed. If he didn't let this street converge with the "Sighing Wilderness", the difficulty for the others to summon "World-Ending" would increase in a straight line.
This was a race against time. He had to Sacrifice his lungs before Chen Ling killed him, otherwise the Supreme Crimson Sky World-Saving Exalted One would not recognize his dedication and glory.
Fortunately, he had extremely quickly smashed several ribs, leaving a gap that a palm could pass through. The Scarlet Heaven Cultist didn't hesitate to reach in, grabbing towards his lungs...