Chapter 890: Fighter and Sword

A vermilion star silently lit up in the firmament. Ribbon-like divine radiance, as if piercing the world's barrier, violently struck down from the heavens, enveloping Chen Ling along with two other streams of divine influence.

"Another divine influence?""Three divine influences descending at once? How is this possible?!"

Amidst everyone's exclamations, Chen Ling looked up in bewilderment. Three divine stars were arrayed side by side above him, like three eyes from distant worlds… They were watching him.

"Its color like cinnabar, its form like glazed glass… There's no mistaking it, this is the 'Theater Divine Path.'"

"'Theater Divine Path'? That's quite rare… But what connection does he have to it?"

"Is he good at acting, or singing opera?"

"Not that I know of… However, the younger brother he imagined is."

The three divine stars, hovering in the air, drew the attention of most people present. But then, from the void behind Chen Ling, pairs of crimson eyes silently opened! Anger and intimidation flowed from those eyes like a writhing sea, and their target was precisely the three divine stars in the sky!

Thump—thump—thump—thump…

The sound of footsteps hitting the floor was like thunder, coming one after another from behind. At such a close distance, it almost shattered the eardrums of Jian Changsheng and the other two!

The three of them turned their heads simultaneously, only to see that those horrifying "spectators" seemed extremely displeased with their action of tearing open the curtain. A terrifying pressure, like an invisible giant hand, threatened to crush their bodies into pieces!

Pain simultaneously appeared on the faces of Jian Changsheng and the other two. Their blood vessels bulged one by one, as if they were about to burst! The hand that had originally torn open that corner of the curtain was also gradually forced back by the pressure.

Crackle—

A series of sharp cracks came from beneath Chen Ling. The three divine paths that had just been covering his feet seemed to be squeezed by something, shattering inch by inch!

Everyone was stunned.

"What… what's going on here? Divine favor, can it be withdrawn?""After finally receiving divine favor in such a desperate situation, he could only watch them retreat helplessly… What a pity."

The three divine paths gradually moved away from Chen Ling, leaving only vast wind and snow to engulf the red-clad figure nailed to the skeleton.

Chen Ling stared blankly at this scene. After a long time, as if in complete despair, he gave a miserable, self-deprecating laugh.

"What in hell is this thing?!"

Jian Changsheng painfully half-knelt on the stage, his eyes glaring furiously at the swarming, writhing crimson eyes, cursing loudly.

"Annihilation, it's the aura of annihilation," Sun Bumian said in a deep voice. "It… is the rumored Annihilator."

"Then how can we resist it?"

"We cannot resist it… even if it's just a memory."

"What about Red Heart? He's still down there! Now he has nothing left!"

A rare bitterness appeared in Sun Bumian's eyes. "We can't save him… No one in this world can save him."

"Bullshit!!!" Jian Changsheng was furious. "I didn't break through this wall with such effort just to watch him get beaten! Bumian! You saved me just now, didn't you?! Now all three of us are here, and we can't change anything?"

"Is he like us? Don't you see what's in his fate?" Sun Bumian said, pointing at the writhing crimson mass. "Tell me, how are you going to deal with this guy?"

Jian Changsheng was speechless.

"…It's you again," Chen Ling said with a bitter laugh. "Of course, I should have known. Once I embark on a divine path, it means there's a possibility of escaping your control. How could you possibly let that happen?"

"You all wish I would stay on this stage forever, to be a puppet for your amusement…"

Chen Ling watched the divine paths recede like a tide, his eyes filled only with deep despair and madness. "Come on, Qian!! Don't you want to kill me? Do it!! Shoot me in the head! Remember, to truly kill me, you need two shots!!"

Chen Ling's roar echoed above the wind and snow.

Jian Changsheng turned his head to look and saw Chen Ling's hysterical state, his fists unconsciously clenching.

"To hell with it!!" He sharply turned his head and forcefully tore off the silver pendant from his neck. The scabbard, like a small dagger, was gripped in his reverse hold. He used the sharp edge of the pendant to stab into his chest, then forcefully cut a bloody gash downwards!

Crimson blood poured onto the ground with a gushing sound!!

"Spades, what are you doing?" Sun Bumian's pupils slightly constricted.

"It's just a memory, isn't it? What's there to be afraid of!" Jian Changsheng's eyes were bloodshot. He disemboweled himself with the pendant; the pain made his body erupt with potential, slowly standing up under the Annihilator's pressure. "I refuse to believe in this nonsense… He changed my fate once… This time, it's my turn."

Jian Changsheng's eyes held an unprecedented resolve and tenacity. If fate was an unstoppable brute bull, Jian Changsheng was the bullfighter draped in red cloth. He had fought his fate countless times, and even if he failed, he would stumble and get back up. He had fought his fate so many times and never given up… This time, was he supposed to kneel before Chen Ling's fate? Impossible.

Jian Changsheng roared as he charged towards the slowly healing curtain, the silver pendant in his hand like an unstoppable sword. With all his might, he plunged it into the gap in the curtain!

The fighter's sword was unstoppable; as the blade pierced the curtain, "luck" began to deplete wildly. Jian Changsheng, his hands covered in blood, gripped the hilt and forcefully cut the curtain downwards. The curtain was tearing bit by bit, and Jian Changsheng's pendant was gradually wearing down, but he showed no sign of stopping.

Sun Bumian's and Jiang Xiaohua's pupils incredibly constricted.

Chen Ling's life was a pre-arranged script; his life had no 'ifs.' But this time, perhaps the fighter had bet everything, perhaps the audience was moved, perhaps everyone was hoping for a new possibility… And so, a brand new page appeared in his destiny.

This was the 'if' of 'if.'

BOOM—!!!

A thunderous roar came from the firmament!

Qian Fan, who had just raised his gun and aimed at Chen Ling's forehead, felt the ground shake and looked up in bewilderment.

Rose red, pitch black, deep purple; the three divine stars in the sky that should have vanished, at this instant, shone with magnificent brilliance!! The three divine paths almost simultaneously broke through the firmament and the wind and snow, like unstoppable swords, enveloping Chen Ling, who was nailed to the skeleton. A surge of energy swept across the ground, knocking everyone in the courtyard to the ground!

This time, the divine paths returned because of them.