The Outcast: Divine Persona Mask, I’m No God of Drama

[The Outcast fan fiction + Opera God fan fiction + starting in Biyou Village + making up for regrets] After falling from the stage, Chen Ling discovered he had transmigrated into the world of The Outcast. When the “Lamb Spine Taoist” Zhao Guizhen cornered him at home and left him on the brink of death, the “audience” in the theater would not stand for it. [The audience’s anticipation has fallen by 20%. The audience is beginning to intervene in the performance.] Possessed by the audience, Chen Ling, raving like a madman, was about to kill Zhao Guizhen when he realized... he had been played. Unwilling to accept this, Chen Ling went mad and pressed his sword to his own throat. “You like watching plays? Have you ever seen Nezha cut his own throat?” [Actor connection lost again. Performance interrupted.] [VIP audience members are beginning to intervene in the performance!] On the stage, Chen Ling stared blankly at the big screen. Those three troublemakers were VIP audience members? Biyou Village’s production: No One Makes It Out Alive. At the Twenty-Four Valley, an ancient immortal site was discovered, sealed away. Mount Longhu released the Heart Ape and staged a fake-versus-real Monkey King battle, leading a host of [Dusk Society] members in a rampage through the Luotian Grand Ceremony. The Old Celestial Master stared in astonishment. “You’re the Red King who founded the Dusk Society?” Chen Ling: “Yes.” Old Celestial Master: “And the newly appointed leader of the Quanxing Sect?” Chen Ling: “Yes.” Old Celestial Master: “You also started the spiritual qi revival early?” Chen Ling: “Yes.” Old Celestial Master: “What else are you hiding from me?” Chen Ling: “I’m also the Crimson Sovereign of the Ghost Tide Abyss, the Formless King who toys with fate...”