Chapter 714: You Run

In front of Jinghong Tower.

"Mr...."

Kong Baosheng watched the myriad of restrained souls break free from their bonds and finally dissipate into the air. His body trembled with excitement.

He had never imagined that when millions of souls were about to fall into purgatory, it would be his own master who stepped forward, clad in red, and with a single song, turned the tide.

Li Qingshan, standing beside him, was also filled with emotion.

"Brother Lin's mastery of the theatrical arts truly leaves me far behind... I hope that one day, I can also catch up to Brother Lin's footsteps."

Boom—!!

As an eighth-tier suppressive aura descended from the sky, both Li Qingshan and Kong Baosheng froze, their faces instantly turning grim.

"This is bad..."

Brand was on the verge of exploding with rage.

He had gambled the entire Sorcery Association, and the infinite risks the Boundless Realm would face in the future, just to initiate this realm war... They had fought desperately, racked their brains, and even he himself had been killed several times by the Halls, all to collect these two million souls!

Just when success was within reach, a performer appeared out of nowhere and liberated them all?!

How was this any different from directly ripping out his lifeline?!

Now, Lord Wuji was still being beaten, yet Brand couldn't even conjure a Philosopher's Stone, and the Sorcery Association's personnel were largely wiped out... How could they possibly fight now?

Brand's chest heaved violently. He opened his mouth, about to curse, but in the next moment, he began coughing blood from sheer fury... Compared to this, even being instantly blown bald by Xizai moments earlier seemed like a minor inconvenience.

"You go to hell too!!"

With one hand covering the blood he coughed up, Brand raised the other and reached directly for Chen Ling, an alchemical array unfolding in the void!

The next moment, a white light flashed across the sky, and Chen Ling's figure vanished into thin air!

Chen Ling felt a blur before his eyes, as if a part of the surrounding space had been stolen. When his vision returned, his feet were already on the ground.

"Mr.?!"

"Brother Lin!!"

Two familiar voices came from behind him. Only then did Chen Ling turn around to see Kong Baosheng and Li Qingshan running towards him.

In the instant the white light flashed, he was back at the entrance of Jinghong Tower.

Chen Ling seemed to realize something and looked up at the sky again. He saw that the spot where he had been moments ago was now filled by a gigantic flaming hand emerging from an alchemical array.

Behind the flaming giant hand, two figures in suits stood side by side.

Heart, Plum;

Chen Ling's Requiem had shattered Brand's ambitions, inevitably inviting extreme retaliation. The members of the Twilight Society naturally could not stand idly by... No matter what, they had to protect Chen Ling!

"Two seventh-tiers, you think you can stop me??"

At this moment, Brand was in a furious rage and would never give up because of the Twilight Society's intervention. His eighth-tier suppressive aura was unleashed without reservation, rushing directly towards the two figures!

Boom—!!

A swirling wave of air swept across the land. In the ruined street, Chen Ling instinctively raised his hand to shield himself from the dust.

Li Qingshan and Kong Baosheng behind him were nearly blown away by the aftermath of the trio's clash, barely managing to keep their footing.

"I say, Heart, you've really caused quite a stir this time!"

Five figures in suits walked from the other side of the street simultaneously. Jian Changsheng couldn't help but speak, "It's come to this point, why aren't you leaving quickly?"

"...Leave?"

"This isn't the Mortal World Base. Without hostages, Heart and Plum won't be able to hold off an eighth-tier for long... If you don't leave soon, it'll be too late," Diamond 10 stated solemnly.

Chen Ling looked up at the sky, seeing the two figures in suits constantly maneuvering against Brand, using the unique powers of the Thief God Path and the Play God Path. They weren't fighting head-on, but rather buying him time.

But even so, an eighth-tier individual, enraged to such an extreme, could not be easily stopped. Within a mere dozen seconds, their defensive line was already crumbling.

Brand glanced around. Unbeknownst to him, the surroundings had changed. A kaleidoscope-like distorted vision made him dizzy, and the magical scenery had become like a cage, briefly trapping him within.

"You think you can stop me with this?"

Brand took a step, and an alchemical array hidden beneath his flesh quickly materialized. His five fingers extended like tentacles, sweeping through the void with pale purple electric light, tearing through several layers of the magical scenery simultaneously!

Plum's face paled, and his aura became chaotic... The next moment, Brand's tentacle-like fingers emerged from the fragments, pointing at Chen Ling from a distance:

"Demon Mark!"

In the unseen, something seemed to be conjured by the Witch God Path, rapidly converging on Chen Ling!

Chen Ling suddenly felt a sharp pain in his collarbone, as if a fiery red branding iron had been pressed against it, a sizzling sound rising from his skin... He sharply lowered his head, discovering a grotesque, dark cyan ghost-face mark etched onto his skin.

This ghost-face mark seemed to be fused with Chen Ling's flesh, impossible to wipe away. At the same time, a sense of being targeted surged through Chen Ling's mind!

This Demon Mark was for tracking him! No matter how far he ran, as long as the mark remained, Brand would always be able to find him.

"Heart, what are you waiting for?" Jian Changsheng asked anxiously. "If you don't leave now, we won't be able to protect you!"

"...I can't leave," Chen Ling said, shaking his head.

"Besides, I don't intend to."

"You don't intend to leave? So you're going to stay here and wait to die?" Jian Changsheng's brows furrowed deeply.

Chen Ling didn't answer. His gaze was fixed on the enraged Brand in the sky, and on the colossal, blurry silhouettes still clashing outside the realm boundary...

A line of small text emerged from his memory:

"With the participation of the 'audience,' complete a thoroughly enjoyable interactive performance."

Chen Ling couldn't leave, because his performance wasn't over yet... And now, he seemed to have understood the meaning of his master's last words.

"Don't be constrained by existing limitations. For this play, you can perform freely... Even if you cause a massive commotion, there's no need to panic."

"This time, your master is behind you."

So that's how it is...

"I won't die," Chen Ling said calmly. "It's you all who should be concerned..."

"What about us?"

"...Run."

Chen Ling turned to look at them, his eyes filled with an unprecedented seriousness. "Take those two with you and run as fast and as far as you can... Otherwise, I can't guarantee you won't get caught up in this."

"Why should we run..." Chu Muyun started, then his mouth involuntarily widened as if he'd just realized something...

"You're not thinking of..."

Everyone's expressions instantly became priceless!