I'm not a theatre god

Compared to the Red Dust Realm, the state of the "human" figure seemed to have declined.

The shadow-like body seemed to have been cut with scissors, with many gaps on the corners. The big red paper umbrella on the shoulder was also full of mud, and the connection between the umbrella and the handle seemed to be broken, making a crackling sound.

This world-destroying war has been fought to the point where the heaven and earth are broken. Although Chao Zai finally killed through the Sighing Wilderness, he seemed to have paid a heavy price...

Woo--

The wind in the Sighing Wilderness was intermittent, like a sobbing desperate person.

This "human" figure walked out of the broken wilderness, and there was no disaster to stop it. It carried the only bright red umbrella in the gray world, like a triumphant king.

In the sobbing wind, the brim of the red umbrella raised a corner, and its eyes fell on the master not far away.

The pair of scarlet crescent-like eyes narrowed slightly...

It did not stop.

It walked forward calmly holding the umbrella, without any pause in its steps. Even though it was injured, the king's arrogance still looked down upon the world... Without dodging or giving way, it walked straight towards the master, as if the person blocking the way was just an insignificant ordinary person.

Under the lead-gray clouds, two figures were slowly approaching;

"【Mockery】." The master said calmly, "...you should go back."

The pair of scarlet crescent eyes glanced at the master, and the curve became more exaggerated, as if full of disdain and ridicule.

The master's eyes narrowed slightly, and when the gap between the two was only five steps, the wide sleeves flicked gently, and the next moment, the surrounding scene suddenly changed!

Countless high-rise buildings, mountains, rivers, and rivers rose from the five steps between the two people, and the space was instantly infinitely stretched. Layers of completely different worlds surrounded the "human" figure like patches!

But these worlds are not just empty shells. You can see all kinds of characters living and walking in them. Some are in the snowy palace in ancient costumes, some are steam trains in Republic of China costumes, some are modern buildings covered with famous brands, and there are even non-human scenes with lions, cats, mice, and bears as the protagonists...

It's like a real world derived from a drama, wrapping the world where the "human" figure is. Time and space have lost their meaning here. No matter which direction you go, whether to the past or the future, you can't escape... Because what is trapped in it at this moment is the "story" itself.

And the "human" figure at this time did not stop, but calmly walked forward at the original speed...

It walked between endless stories, one hand raised casually, and the fingertips lightly tapped the nothingness. As it moved forward, waves of ripples rose from the nothingness!

The hideous cracks instantly broke from its fingertips, spreading around like a spider web, covering these endless worlds in an instant, and those stories that were still being played were frozen at the same time, eclipsed.

It retracted its fingertips, gently placed its index finger on the shadow's face where the mouth should be, and playfully made a "silence" gesture.

It denied all the stories being played out.

Bang --! ! !

The next moment, all the worlds exploded!

The beautiful world was torn into pieces in an instant, falling down in the gray sky. Almost at the same time, the footsteps of the "human" figure stopped in mid-air...

The curtains in the void gradually closed, and the master's figure disappeared.

Then, the surrounding world was folded and gathered like a tide, and the "human" figure was shrinking. When it looked up, the master's huge palm seemed to be outside the world, grabbing here like covering the sky and the sun;

It and this time and space are sealed in this disc!

The "human" figure held an umbrella, looked up and stared at this scene, and the next moment his body was folded into the closing world and disappeared...

Finally, a blank disc fell steadily in the master's palm.

The master looked down at the disc, but his face did not relax at all. Instead, his brows were furrowed tighter and tighter... He put the disc in his arms, turned around and was about to leave, but he suddenly froze in place!

Woo--

The sobbing cold wind lifted a corner of the robe;

Five steps behind him, a figure holding a big red paper umbrella was staring at him silently, with a playful look in his scarlet eyes.

"... Failed?" The master's expression changed continuously, and finally he sighed helplessly,

"As expected of the natural enemy of Xishendao, my ability is basically ineffective against you..."

[Mocking] Zai has the power to deny everything, which naturally includes the "performance" of Xishendao. Even if the master is at the same level as it, he is completely restrained... Even the means that can freeze including Hongchen Jun and Xizai are ineffective against [Mocking] Zai.

It is the real natural enemy of Xishendao. As long as the owner of Xishendao, no matter the level, it is almost impossible to defeat it!

"Fortunately, I have prepared other means."

The master said the second half of the sentence lightly.

He raised the sleeves of his hands, and four light shadows flew out instantly. The moment he sensed these things, the figure of the "human" figure shook slightly, and a rare vigilance appeared in his scarlet eyes...

Those were four tablets.

They looked like the tablets of ancestors taken from the ancestral hall, and there was still a faint smell of incense. They were like four oppressive stone tablets, suppressing the four directions of southeast, northwest, and trapping the "human" figure in the center...And on these tablets, the same name was engraved:

——【Actor Wuming】.

The moment these four tablets appeared, the auras of the four performing gods burst out at the same time. They impacted the body of the "human" figure, and even the damaged red paper umbrella began to creak harshly!

The face of the "human" shadow changed, and it immediately tried to break out of the blockade of the four tablets, but it was like there was an invisible wall between them, and even it could not pass through.

At the same time, the master outside the tablet slowly spoke:

"--Lock."

As the words fell, the four tablets began to rotate and shrink toward the center. The invisible wall that trapped the disaster also shrank rapidly, completely blocking all its movement space...

In the end, the four tablets turned into four white pieces of paper, locking the limbs of the "human" figure like shackles. Although it seemed to have no weight at all, it dragged the "human" figure and smashed it directly into the ground, making a roar. Loud noise!

Boom——! !

Ferocious cracks spread across the ground, and the power of the "human" shadow was instantly blocked.

It angrily tried to break free from the four white paper shackles, but no matter how hard it tried, it could not tear the shackles off its body!

The master in opera robes, with his hands behind his back, slowly came to the angry and struggling [Mo] disaster, and said in a deep voice:

"I'll say it again..."

"Bring my apprentice back."