Chapter 620

The Sole Title

The Scarlet Heaven Cult successfully attracted the attention of a "World-Ending," and the effect was surprisingly good. The only fly in the ointment was...

The "World-Ending" attracted was somewhat inconsistent with their expectations.

"Who is he???"

Seeing the figure in red drooling on top of the Shadow Centipede's head, Yang Muquan's brows furrowed tightly together.

The time, location, and manner in which this person appeared were all too bizarre... Coupled with the bloodstained Theatrical Robe, the shattered head, the weird mask, and the drool slithering down from the corner of his mouth...

Looking at him alone, he was even more sinister than the entire Scarlet Heaven Cult combined!

"So fragrant..."

Beneath the mask, Chen Ling muttered to himself.

The last time Chen Ling experienced a similar situation was at the "roast chicken feast" in the Aurora Domain. But this time was even more exaggerated. If someone were to take off his mask, they would see that his eyes had already begun to flash with a weird red light.

Pairs of scarlet pupils opened in the nothingness behind him. They looked down at the churning blood sea below and the red smoke slowly rising from the blood sea. A most primitive sense of craving surged into Chen Ling's heart!

He subconsciously opened his mouth, and a violent suction force swept out from it. That burning "bonfire" was pulled, rapidly pouring into his mouth!

An indescribable sense of fullness surged into his "heart," as if trying to fill his empty chest cavity.

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The Red Star Aura hidden in the fresh blood of dozens of Scarlet Heaven Cultists and the two red-robed bishops was now uncontrollably devoured by Chen Ling. Like the Star-Sucking Great Art in martial arts novels, a whirlpool of red smoke visible to the naked eye lingered above Chen Ling's head!

At this moment, the Shadow Centipede prostrated on the ground. Feeling Chen Ling's drool dripping onto its head, its body was trembling unconsciously... as if afraid that this one would suddenly get a "huge appetite" and take a bite out of its head.

Its offspring drilled out of the ground one by one, chanting this person's title in low voices along with it, attempting to awaken a trace of "the King's mercy":

"Scarlet Sovereign of the Ghost Mockery Abyss... King of No-Phase who Mocks Fate..."

"Pant! Pant! Pant?!!!"

The red-robed bishop was dumbfounded. Watching the bait they had painstakingly sacrificed themselves to prepare for summoning the [Cessation] Calamity being frantically devoured by Chen Ling, he couldn't muster the slightest anger in his heart.

He stared blankly at the figure devouring the Red Star Aura and the familiar title lingering in his ears, subconsciously retreating half a step...

He knew what that figure in red was.

The red-robed bishop's face began to turn pale. He repeatedly retreated backwards, seemingly preparing to turn around and run away, when a red shadow suddenly swept across mid-air and landed lightly in front of him...

The Theatrical Robe fluttered, the black mask slowly raised, and a trembling voice, as if suppressing itself, followed:

"Can you... can you let me have a bite?"

Red-robed bishop: !!!

The red-robed bishop turned around and ran wildly without hesitation. But the next moment, that Great Crimson Theatrical Robe flew up stepping on nothingness, completely unaffected by the Divine Path, and flashed right above his head!

Ancient Vault of the Drama Path Secret Method, [Cloud Steps]!

The red-robed bishop saw a shadow flash over his head, and a heavy object landed on his head with a thud. The black mask shattered upon impact, and snow-white teeth bit down on his forehead!

"Wa——!!" The red-robed bishop screamed, grabbing the thing on his head fiercely with both hands, and threw it forward with force!

That figure draped in the Great Crimson Theatrical Robe flew backwards for dozens of meters, directly crashing into the crowd of weak, blood-losing cultists, rolling several times consecutively before stopping... The red-robed bishop's strength was still considerably greater than the current Chen Ling's, but this didn't bring the red-robed bishop the slightest sense of security.

Sometimes, strength didn't represent everything.

Chen Ling, who had been thrown headlong into the crowd, staggered up from the blood sea.

At this moment, the mask on his face was already shattered, revealing his blood-covered true face. Under the gaze of those countless scarlet pupils, a large amount of red smoke was drilling into the corner of Chen Ling's mouth, and the redness in his eyes became increasingly bright.

The moment he saw his face, Wang Jincheng, who was staying in the distance like a statue, Body Trembled!

"This... how is this possible???"

"So fragrant..."

Chen Ling sniffed around with his nose and found that those fragrances were coming from the flowing and fused blood of these cultists. He couldn't help but lick his lips. With a flick of his fingertip, a Bone-Stripping Knife fell from his sleeve into his palm.

Whoosh——!

A sound of breaking air rang out. With one slash, Chen Ling directly cut open the neck of the nearest Scarlet Heaven Cultist. Dripping blood spurted out like a fountain.

But the Red Star Aura hidden within the fresh blood of these ordinary cultists was actually extremely thin. Only when everyone's blood mixed together was the concentration enough to make Chen Ling feel delighted. Feeling unsatisfied after killing one Scarlet Heaven Cultist, he backhandedly chopped off the heads of five more people!

A total of six heads landed consecutively. Under the mad surge of fresh blood, the red smoke permeating the air became a few points denser, drilling into the corner of Chen Ling's mouth...

A look of intoxication surfaced on his face, as well as in those scarlet pupils behind him.

"Pant! Pant! Pant!!!"

The red-robed bishop let out a loud roar, seemingly telling these Scarlet Heaven Cultists to run quickly. But these Scarlet Heaven Cultists kneeling on the ground had already lost too much blood. Even upon hearing this cry, their movements were extremely sluggish.

They staggered up from the ground. Looking back and seeing the red Theatrical Robe going on a killing spree among a group of figures in red, horror also surfaced on their faces, and they staggered trying to run into the distance!

"Don't go... you guys..."

Their speed wasn't fast, but Chen Ling, stepping on [Cloud Steps], was surprisingly fast!

Chen Ling shuttled among the Scarlet Heaven Cultists like a ghost. Whenever a cold glint flashed, a Scarlet Heaven Cultist's head would definitely roll down in response. In front of the current Chen Ling, these Scarlet Heaven Cultists who had lost too much blood were like a flock of lambs waiting to be slaughtered.

This was a one-sided massacre!

The cultists just now fell into the pool of blood one by one like stalks in the wind;

Their blood was rapidly gathering, and the concentration of the Red Star Aura was also soaring rapidly!

And Chen Ling, who was frantically devouring these Auras, felt increasingly refreshed amidst the sense of fullness. His Spiritual Power was growing rapidly, as if he was completely intoxicated in this grand feast.

At this moment, there was no one left in the blood sea chanting the title of "Supreme Crimson Sky World-Saving Exalted One", only numerous Shadow Centipede offspring prostrating respectfully on the ground.

Under the firmament, only one title was echoing, like a devil:

"Scarlet Sovereign of the Ghost Mockery Abyss... King of No-Phase who Mocks Fate... Scarlet Sovereign of the Ghost Mockery Abyss... King of No-Phase who Mocks Fate... Scarlet Sovereign of the Ghost Mockery Abyss..."

Large swaths of figures in red fell into the pool of blood, like withered petals scattered by the gale, stirring up ripples;

A Theatrical Robe bloomed among the withered flowers. As he swallowed a massive amount of Red Star Aura, something seemed to be squirming beneath Chen Ling's skin, and his whole person swelled visibly to the naked eye!