In the narrow Border Prison, it seemingly became infinitely vast in an instant.

It's as if, the moment the giant eye opened, the entire world magnified along with it, making one feel so insignificant, like Dust.

And amidst that downward 'overlook', Ji Jue and Wen Wen's figures had already been captured within that pitch-black pupil.

Yet along with them, a figure appeared that did not belong here, seemingly emerging in front of them without a trace.

A slender man with long hair sitting carelessly with his knees pulled close.

A youth, a middle-aged man, or an old man?

Contours overlapped on him, shifting unpredictably, flickering incessantly, difficult to stabilize, yet seemingly intentional.

He held a few black and white stones in his hand, gazing down at the chessboard in front of him, absorbed in his own game. Now, with the giant eye, he lifted his face to look towards them.

Scrutinizing and observing.

No need for words or introductions; the moment that giant eye opened, Ji Jue had already realized what had appeared before him.

The so-called Holy God!

Wen Sheng.

But...

Ji Jue furrowed his brows, slightly disappointed, "Not the real body?"

Ji Jue was not surprised by the appearance of the Holy God; given the narrow-mindedness and malicious scheming, it was inevitable to set up appropriate defenses against such a significant hidden threat.

Countless legions within the Border Prison, the guard of the Saints, and even the absolute wall constructed by time within the Lost Light Well.

Indeed foolproof, yet still insufficient.

If I were the enemy army, I would surely place an ambush here, launching a surprise attack when the enemy is weary, to achieve a miraculous victory!

With such thoughts, Ji Jue was prepared for someone sinister waiting at the door, ready to strike the opponent with a Thunderbolt.

But unexpectedly, after the seal was lifted, there was only a lone Illusion.

A thought that Wen Sheng left here from the past.

After dividing some thoughts and spiritual presence, a fabricated incarnation emerged, deserving to be called 'Shadow of the Holy God'!

At this moment, within the deepest part of the Border Prison, the Shadow of the God had no interest in pleasantries, bluntly reached out, pointing at Ji Jue.

An inexplicable force emerged out of nowhere, distinct from Divine Power, more like some mechanism and law deeply entrenched within the Huangliang Illusion Dream, appearing on Ji Jue.

From the ground level, it began erasing every trace left by Ji Jue.

Including his very existence!

Erase!

Snap!

Ji Jue waved his hand, and after a crisp sound, an ear-piercing friction sound burst forth as the mechanism of erasure originating from the Illusion Dream was rebounded by his hand.

No, rather than saying it was bounced, it was more like an unabated clash of authority!

Confirming Ji Jue's longstanding suspicion.

Why would the opponent go to great lengths to isolate him in an illusion, enclosed layer upon layer, yet never truly killing or expelling him?

Because it's impossible!

Why then such a strategy?

Ah, that's it, when setting this seal and segmenting thoughts occurred before I even entered! From the start, I wasn't the imagined enemy of the Border Prison trap.

Merely a contingency measure.

So why wasn't there an update later? Unable to do so? Or no time?

"Meeting to delete account?"

Ji Jue laughed aloud, "What poor sportsmanship, can't play anymore?"

An Illusion-like emblem emerged from Ji Jue's palm, so clear.

Sorry, I'm also an access dog.

His five fingers spread open, then clenched, mockingly displaying the emblem in his palm.

"Want it?"

He said, "Here you go —"

His hand closed into a fist, extending out.

Boom!!!

In the instant the middle finger flicked out, the iron hand abruptly broke, the tail flame erupted, speeding forth!

——Rocket Flying Fist!

In the moment of the Shadow of the Holy God's bewilderment, it coldly sneered, but immediately, without even a flick of its fingers, erased the Rocket Flying Fist again!

In a flash, the iron hand transformed into a rocket vanished into thin air.

But when its shell was erased, the dark Thunderbolt within was revealed to the Shadow of the Holy God's eye, in this accelerated perception akin to time stopping, the black Thunderbolt bound within iron abruptly expanded, like a giant tree, growing, extending, roaring towards the reflection.

Upon sensing momentarily, Divine Power surged, attempting to block, but Divine Power proved futile, being shattered like bamboo, piercing through—

Snap!

The Shadow of the Holy God gripped the dark Thunderbolt, shackled, suddenly bewildered.

This is...

Heavenly Punishment Thunder?

No, the authority granted to the Saints, completely reverse-engineered, and even on this basis, infused with more of You Sui's techniques, reversing its nature completely, transforming from a tool to maximize Divine Power's destructive power, into a weapon specifically targeting Divine Power!

Ridiculous—

The Shadow of the Holy God tightly grasped and crushed it beneath its fingers dispassionately. Divine Power stems from belief, belief from nature, merely a byproduct born from rituals.

Since it is thus—

Stained Illusory Light lingered within that giant eye, reading every record. Instantly, it comprehended Ji Jue's actions, even down to every sin—

Numerous killing sins!

The flow of events, Cause and Effect entwined, this portion of Ji Jue's past inflicted upon others returned as 'karma'.

Sounds of wail filled the void, around Ji Jue, one by one illusions he killed in the Illusion Dream returned to entwine, transforming into writhing flames, rushing, magnifying every sensation they felt before dying hundreds and thousands of times, reimpacting Ji Jue's consciousness, inversely, tearing the Soul.

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