Chapter 1632: Surprise Attack on the Calamity of Corruption

Surprise Attack on the Calamity of Corruption

"Xiao Sheng, this is Grain Rain Street, it's the place where we've always lived."

"Do you see that small green shop opposite us? That's Auntie Liu's shop. In the past, every time Mom brought you to buy vegetables at the entrance, she always went to her shop..."

"Do you see that grayish-white Clock Tower? The place where your brother went to school back then is right under that Clock Tower."

"Now that your eyes are also fine, after a while longer, you can go to school... At that time, you'll be able to see what your brother's school looks like."

"..."

The stooped Mother, leading a young boy who was full of curiosity about everything around him, was walking slowly on the street. A-Qiang, with his arms crossed, was leisurely strolling beside them. He would interject a sentence from time to time, a smile on his face, his mood seemingly very good.

"I don't want to go to my brother's school." Xiao Sheng shook his head. "His grades were too poor, I can get into a better one."

A-Qiang's expression froze.

"Xiao Sheng is right. Don't learn from your brother, you must study hard, and you will definitely be able to get into a better one!" The Mother's face was full of smiles.

A-Qiang was just about to retort when out of the corner of his eye, he swept a glance over a flowerbed to the side and suddenly froze slightly...

"What's wrong? A-Qiang."

"Mom, I think I saw a disgusting thing pop out from the flowerbed for a moment... and then it disappeared."

The Mother followed his finger and looked in the direction of the flowerbed. She only saw that the few withered plants in the flowerbed, which had originally been there, had rotted and shattered at some unknown time. The soil inside also looked as if it had been turned over by something, emitting an inexplicable stench.

A trace of fear appeared on the Mother's pale face. She subconsciously pulled the two children a half-step back, as if afraid something would dart out from inside.

"Mom, you take Xiao Sheng and play first, I'll be back in a bit." A-Qiang directly turned his head and said to his Mother.

"What are you going to do?"

"Mom, if I didn't see wrong just now, our Hidden Clouds might have been invaded by monsters again like before." A-Qiang said seriously. "I have to go tell the Hidden Cloud Government about this matter so they can take it seriously."

"A-Qiang ah, why are you wading into this muddy water?" The Mother seemed to be frightened. She gripped A-Qiang's hand and advised earnestly, "Even if the sky falls, there will be tall people to hold it up. Xiao Sheng has just recovered his vision. Isn't it good for our family to guard each other together?"

"Mom! This is a major matter! No matter what, I am still a person of the Hidden Clouds Domain, I can't just pretend I didn't see it, right?"

After A-Qiang comforted his Mother for a bit, he still released her hand,

"It's fine, you guys continue... After you finish walking around later, I'll wait for you guys at home."

After speaking, A-Qiang sprinted in the direction of the Hidden Cloud Government without looking back.

The Mother watched his departing back, feeling somewhat empty in her heart...

"Mom... I'm hungry." Xiao Sheng shook her hand and said.

"Sigh, then let's go home, just in time to wait for your brother to come back." The Mother also seemed to have lost her mood for strolling. After coughing weakly a few times, she prepared to take him home.

Right at this moment, a Child sprinted past on the street, simultaneously shouting loudly at the top of his lungs:

"Jinghong Theater is going to sing a play!!"

"As long as you go listen to the play! There's cake to eat!!"

"First come, first served ah!! If you're late, it's gone!!"

Under this child's loud shouts, the windows of those lifeless houses in the surroundings were pushed open. Emaciated and thin figures whispered among themselves, seemingly discussing whether this was true or not... After all, at this time, where could there still be cake?

Hearing these words, Xiao Sheng instantly became somewhat unable to walk. He just watched eagerly in the direction the child had run past, his stomach rumbling.

Seeing this, the Mother was also somewhat hesitant... She turned to look at her youngest son:

"Do you want to eat cake?"

...

Hidden Clouds Domain, outskirts.

"How are the preparations going?"

The Butcher's figure passed by the Dragon-Strangling Warriors who were waiting in full battle array, finally stopping beside that dark-skinned figure smoking a Tobacco Pipe and carrying a hoe.

"About done." The Farmer opened his mouth, exhaling a thick puff of smoke, his eyes slightly narrowed as he looked at the earth beneath his feet. "The earth in this area has already been completely locked down. Although it might not necessarily be able to block the World-Ending Calamity, at least the moment it breaks through the lockdown, it will be tainted with an Aura, and we can lock onto its position at the right time."

"Then next..."

"Everything is ready." A flash of solemnity crossed the Farmer's gaze. "We're just waiting for Lord of Hidden Clouds to arrive."

As his voice fell, the sky above everyone's heads instantly began to churn violently. They only saw those thick, sun-obscuring clouds suddenly roll over like ocean waves. A violent wind surged from somewhere, blowing up the sand all over the ground, making people subconsciously narrow their eyes...

A figure in white clothing wearing a tie slowly outlined itself from the peak of the sea of clouds!

An Aura at the Nine Sovereign Tier, like white silk hanging down from the firmament, surged straight toward the earth!

"Lord of Hidden Clouds is here!" The Butcher's eyes lit up.

"Do it!"

The Farmer didn't hesitate in the slightest. At the very first moment, he smashed his hoe toward the earth.

The next second, the surface of the earth in a radius of several kilometers seemed to be detonated by him, forcibly blasting apart!!

The earth shattered, and terrifying deep pits pierced through every corner of the underground. At the same time, within everyone's line of sight, a massive deep azure fleshy giant shadow directly splashed out from underground, a terrifying shadow enveloping everyone!

...

Jinghong Theater.

Supported by Chen Ling, Kong Baosheng gently sat on the first seat in the front row.

This Theater House had been personally founded by Kong Baosheng. He had prepared many performances here, but this was his very first time sitting in the first row as an Audience member... And at this time, the space beside him was already filled with seats, waiting empty.

Currently, Li Qingshan was at the door, constantly talking to the guests outside about something, while the front hall here was incredibly quiet.

"But Mister... my eyes can't see." Kong Baosheng pursed his lips and spoke softly.

When Chen Ling said he was going to sing "Gazing at Spring Terrace", Kong Baosheng was truly very happy, because this was the very first Opera Script he had ever written. In the past, even waiting for Chen Ling and Li Qingshan to return was an extravagant hope for him. He had never even thought that he would be able to see the two Misters return and personally perform his Opera Script in this lifetime.

But he was also very in pain. At this time when he should be the happiest, his eyes couldn't see... He could no longer see the postures of the two Misters On Stage. He could only barely listen to the sound of them singing opera, and fantasize about how they looked On Stage.

Chen Ling smiled faintly:

"Don't worry... I will let you see clearly."

Kong Baosheng didn't understand the meaning of Chen Ling's words, but immediately after, the main doors of the Theater House were pushed open. A dense crowd of figures instantly rushed into the Theater House and began to look for empty seats in front of the Stage to sit down...

Chen Ling patted Kong Baosheng's shoulder, signaling him to sit properly with peace of mind. Following that, that figure draped in the Theatrical Robe with a red base and black patterns walked step by step onto the Stage.