"Heaven, please open your eyes..."
"Save us..."
"Who... will save us..."
These voices were faint, chaotic, and filled with despair.
Yet, under the guidance of the Rebirth Mantra, they converged to form a resilient vow power.
Vow power had nothing to do with strength; it was only about heart-intent.
The malevolent ghosts were unwilling to sink further, unwilling to fall eternally into hell; they still harbored a lingering desire for life and a blurred memory of kindness.
Wu Gou used the vows of ten thousand ghosts to transform into a barrier protecting Chen Zhou, temporarily blocking the absolute suppression of the godhead.
"How is this possible?!" The judge's eyes trembled violently, his voice filled with disbelief.
"Mere remnants of mortal thoughts, the vows of ants—how can they block the arrival of a true god?!"
"The godhead is bestowed by heaven and earth to carry out its will; those who go against heaven will surely suffer heavenly punishment!"
Chen Zhou felt the faint warmth coming from the light screen before him. Listening to those prayers born of despair, he suddenly smiled.
"Why shouldn't it?"
He slowly raised the brush in his hand. The blood-red 'Sin' character condensed at the tip once more, blazing like fire.
"Who told you that all living beings are born only to comply with heaven and earth?"
"Who decreed that rules cannot be set by people?"
Chen Zhou's voice echoed above the sinkhole.
"Heaven and earth are heartless, treating all things as straw dogs."
"The rules set by heaven and earth turned the world into a purgatory and living beings into resources."
"Then why can't these rules be changed?!"
The brush swept down, and the blood-red 'Sin' character, carrying a golden divine majesty, fell toward the nine Dragon-Suppressing Stakes once again.
This time, there was no obstruction!
"I am the god of the Way of Humanity; I do not honor heavenly laws, nor do I kneel to earthly laws!"
"Where the hearts of the people turn, there is my path!"
"Where the vows of the masses return, there is my strength!"
"With this path, with this strength—"
The death qi around Chen Zhou's body erupted. The brush in his hand seemed to transform into a divine blade that split the world, making all things tremble wherever its tip passed.
"I can judge sinful karma!"
"I can slay injustice!"
"I can—"
"Slay false gods!"
"Boom—!!!"
As the last word was uttered, nine blood-red 'Sin' characters were simultaneously imprinted on the nine Dragon-Suppressing Stakes!
Countless golden lotuses emerged within the sinkhole.
Karma-fire soared into the sky.
The countless malevolent ghosts who had suffered in this hell seemed to feel a summons at this moment.
Their memories from when they were alive were revived under the surging golden lotuses emerging from the earth.
They remembered how they had been wrongfully killed, how they had been persecuted by the provincial capital's twisted laws, and how they had suffered a thousand years of torture in this dark underground.
The sky-reaching resentment gathered into a sea at this moment.
They hated the heartless heaven and earth, hated the cruel world, and hated the source that had created all these tragedies.
This immense, extreme emotion of hatred actively communicated with Chen Zhou's divinity of hatred.
The originally golden-red karma-fire instantly transformed into pitch-black Hatred Fire with the addition of this power of hatred!
Hatred Fire was even more ferocious and domineering than karma-fire; it used sin as fuel and hatred to stoke the flames, madly burning everything.
The fire spread instantly. Not just the nine Dragon-Suppressing Stakes, but even the three stakes the judge had abandoned that were floating in the air were drawn in by the Hatred Fire and ignited.
All twelve Dragon-Suppressing Stakes burned simultaneously. The scene was magnificent and terrifying, as if it would burn through the very heavens.
When the malevolent ghosts in hell were about to lose control due to their rampaging resentment.
A burst of interweaving black and white light shone from the direction of the provincial capital drill grounds.
The sound of dragging chains mixed with the melodious and ethereal Soul-Guiding Bell rang out.
A gentle female voice echoed from the horizon.
"Souls of the dead, ashes to ashes, dust to dust."
"Follow us to be settled; do not let hatred cloud your minds."
After speaking, strings of Soul-Hooking Chains bound the malevolent ghosts, forming a long line. Led by the chains, they slowly moved toward the provincial capital drill grounds.
The crumbling speed of the Dragon-Suppressing Stakes accelerated sharply!
The judge tried to draw more black spots from the ground to increase his power and stop everything.
But he suddenly realized he could no longer draw them!
Not only had the black spots beneath the provincial capital almost vanished, but even the aura of black spots that should have been flowing back from the Eastern and Western Regions seemed to have disappeared.
"How is this possible?!"
A look of shock and uncertainty appeared in the judge's eyes.
"The corpse spots of the divine remains are one with me."
"The Eastern and Western Regions were polluted long ago and are covered in them; how could I not draw them out?!"
While Chen Zhou maintained the judgment with all his strength and urged the Hatred Fire to burn the Dragon-Suppressing Stakes, the corner of his mouth curled up imperceptibly.
As expected, they hadn't let him down.
"Crack—Bang!"
The first Dragon-Suppressing Stake exploded completely under the burning Hatred Fire, turning into countless black ashes that scattered in the air.
Then the second, the third...
Watching the source of sinful karma he had plotted for a thousand years be destroyed one by one, the judge's rage finally overwhelmed his reason.
"Ants!"
"A pack of ants! You dare to challenge the authority of heaven and earth?!"
The eyeballs on the judge's neck were bloodshot, nearly bursting.
"I am a true god, recognized by the Sky-Monitoring Vermilion Judgment!"
"I rule over sinful karma! You false gods, you mortals—all of you deserve to die!"
The black spots covering his body began to writhe and peel off violently, like a black rainstorm.
These peeling black spots all surged toward the sinkhole below, toward the collapsing remains of the corpse dragon.
Since he couldn't draw black spots from the outside, he would use the reserves from his own body!
Even without the sinful karma, he still had a corpse dragon to use!
"In my name as the judge, I command the death qi: reconstruct the dragon's body!"
The black spots surged into the remains of the corpse dragon. The bones and rotting flesh that were originally decomposing regenerated rapidly, and two clusters of crimson light lit up in the hollow eye sockets.
The judge's will was being injected.
The corpse dragon's shattered head reared up, letting out a venomous roar, and actually struggled, trying to pull its broken body out of hell!
This was his final trump card.
He was something created by the Vermilion Judgment, born noble, and now he was being toyed with by a false god and a bunch of ants.
"Unforgivable, all of you are unforgivable!"
As the judge accelerated the peeling of black spots from his body, he suddenly trembled violently, his pupils shrinking.
He felt the power within his body draining away uncontrollably.
Something far away in the West was madly devouring and extracting the power that belonged to him.
"What's going on?!"
The judge was both shocked and furious.
"My power... is being devoured? No, is it returning?"
"What is it?! What kind of thing can swallow my divine power?!"
He tried to sever the connection, but he found he couldn't do it at all.
That devouring force was forcibly calling back and reclaiming the scattered power.
He couldn't move.
The judge suddenly felt a tearing pain in his eyeballs, and blood gushed out from them.
Chen Zhou keenly noticed the judge's abnormality.
The status suppression exerted on him was rapidly weakening!
Although the phantom of the black-spot judge was still there and the corpse dragon was strengthening, the judge's main body seemed to have run into a major problem?
Now was the chance!
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