Chapter 1313: Black Robe Shadow Play

The next moment, the dark figures scrambling onto the stage lunged madly at Chen Ling!

Chen Ling watched the audience's movements with a calm gaze. His large red opera robe glided lightly across the stage as he casually parried the grasp of one dark figure, then sent it sprawling to the ground with a powerful punch!

Dark figures lunged from all sides, one after another, but Chen Ling dodged them with effortless grace, as if he had eyes in the back of his head. Then, with a sudden, powerful pull, he ripped off the arm of the fallen audience member. Under the glare of the spotlight, he savagely bit off a chunk of flesh!

Once he shed the pretense of being “human” and fully embraced his true nature as a disaster, some things became much simpler.

The spotlight cast a large shadow beneath Chen Ling. He gnawed ferociously on the severed limb in his hand, his eyes, like those of a fierce beast, fixed on the numerous dark figures surrounding him.

The next moment, he savagely slammed the severed arm into one audience member's face, then his body blurred, and he lunged forward, striking with a lightning-fast punch!

Another audience member fell to the ground.

Given Chen Ling's combat prowess, this handful of audience members was no match for him. After knocking down everyone on stage in just a few moves, he crooked a finger at the numerous dark figures below, his gaze filled with challenge.

Audience Anticipation: 1Current Anticipation: 18

Another batch of dark figures quickly climbed onto the stage.

Facing a seemingly endless stream of opponents, Chen Ling was no longer rushed or flustered as he had been during the last Slaying Calamity. He calmly controlled his physical strength, using the simplest combat techniques to dispatch them. He continuously fed on the audience members to replenish his energy, ensuring he didn't expend too much effort on these initial foes.

He knew well that the third Slaying Calamity would be far from simple, certainly not just these ordinary audience members.

Audience Anticipation: 1Audience Anticipation: 1Audience Anticipation…

As the audience anticipation value steadily decreased, the Mocking Calamity power, previously restrained by Chen Ling within the underground palace, began to gradually break free. Red clouds started to spread throughout the empty palace, and concurrently, a terrifying, world-ending aura escalated in intensity!

Outside the palace, Wu Yi, who had been respectfully waiting, seemed to sense something and immediately prostrated himself obediently on the ground.

The other major Poison Heads also turned their gaze towards the palace. Though somewhat puzzled, they weren't surprised… After all, for their King, anything he chose to do within the palace was perfectly reasonable.

Bang!!Bang!!!

One dark figure after another was knocked to the ground. Under the bright spotlight, Chen Ling's chest heaved constantly.

In this endless struggle, Chen Ling had lost all sense of time. He didn't know how long he had been fighting, nor how many audience members he had knocked down. Every fiber of his being was focused on controlling his physical energy, as large beads of sweat streamed down his face…

Dense crowds of audience members, like a black tide, had already engulfed Chen Ling on the stage. The space he had to maneuver grew increasingly smaller, and the attacks he endured became more numerous. Chen Ling could only frantically feed on the audience members' bodies to dull his pain and regain strength.

However, the more audience members he consumed, the more intense the savagery and frenzy that accumulated within Chen Ling's heart became. Negative emotions began to slowly corrupt his body, and his lips started to curve into an uncontrollable, grotesque smile, much like that of the audience members!

Kill—Kill—Kill!!

Chen Ling headbutted, shattering an audience member's skull, then opened his massive maw and swallowed the half-destroyed head whole, chewing with a sickening crunch.

Simultaneously, the mouths of other audience members bit into Chen Ling, tearing off chunks of his flesh. Even though he kicked them away moments later, the wounds remained, leaving his body beneath the large red opera robe mangled and horrifying.

“You think *you* can kill *me*?!?”

Chen Ling let out a beast-like roar, his eyes completely consumed by a bloody haze. He furiously slaughtered the surrounding audience members. His last vestiges of sanity began to recede, replaced by the uncontrollable primal instincts fueled by accumulated negative emotions!

Just as Chen Ling was gradually losing control and killing madly, the spotlight above his head suddenly began to flicker erratically!

CRACK—!!

With a sharp crack, the spotlight directly above Chen Ling abruptly extinguished, plunging the entire stage into immediate darkness.

Chen Ling, immersed in the primal carnage, suddenly seemed to sense something. A flicker of sanity returned to his crimson eyes, and he abruptly turned his head to look in another direction…

In the dimness, the relentlessly advancing audience members, as if receiving some command, suddenly ceased their attacks and voluntarily retreated to both sides, clearing a path…

CLICK—!

A spotlight suddenly lit up from above, illuminating a dark humanoid figure at the edge of the stage.

It was a figure clad in a black opera robe.

He possessed a physique similar to Chen Ling's and a similarly styled opera robe, yet his face was merely a blurred human visage… Even so, he distinctly had facial features, setting him apart from the other audience members.

Chen Ling's brow furrowed deeper as he gazed at the face, which bore a faint resemblance to his own.

“That’s…”

Chen Ling's mind immediately recalled the last Slaying Calamity, when a negative emotional manifestation had emerged from within him. Back then, it was merely a shadowy, black watery mass. He hadn't imagined it could have grown to this extent in just half a year.

Chen Ling had specifically discussed this situation with Teacher Ye at the time. According to Teacher Ye, the Mocking Calamity is unique, and internal conflict is its inherent nature. Since a persona like Chen Ling, possessing overwhelming power, had emerged, it was bound to generate a corresponding persona to counterbalance him. After all, the other personas within the Mocking Calamity would never allow Chen Ling to rise to sole dominance, devouring all other personas and monopolizing the Mocking Calamity for himself.

This black-robed figure, standing before him, must be the powerful entity chosen from among the many personas of the Mocking Calamity to serve as his counterbalance.

Indeed, this third Slaying Calamity would not be so easy.

Rip—!

The black-robed figure suddenly seized an nearby audience member, tearing it cleanly in half. He then raised the severed torso to his face, opening a monstrous, shark-like maw, and devoured the entire piece, chewing violently with sickening crunching sounds.

As he chewed, he slowly advanced towards Chen Ling, malevolence and savagery gleaming in his pitch-black, abyss-like eyes.

He could actually feed on the audience too??

No, rather…

He was also *Slaying Calamity*???

Chen Ling's expression immediately changed. He knew he absolutely could not allow this black-robed figure to continue growing. At its current rate, it was entirely possible he himself might be “slain” by it one day.

“I'll see what you, this counterfeit, are truly capable of!”

A fierce glint flashed in Chen Ling's eyes. His large red opera robe trailed an afterimage in the darkness as he charged straight towards the black-robed figure!!