I can find treasures in my dreams.

Xiao Tianhai's figure was somewhat hazy, with wisps of mist constantly dissipating from his body, seemingly not lasting much longer before completely dissipating.

His eyes were filled with confusion: "Where is this?"

Judging from those words, it seemed as if he had regained his original consciousness.

Yang Wanyu stared at the other person without saying a word.

She naturally understood that this was the power of the Sword of Judgment, which severed the pollution in Xiao Tianhai's soul, causing this change in him.

The fact that the weapon of willpower could deal with the contamination of the ancient god's remains made her admire her father's methods even more.

She also understood that this "severance" was only a temporary break, and that the other person's soul was deeply entangled with the pollution.

In other words—it's hopeless.

Xiao Tianhai's lips moved slightly, as if he was about to speak.

But the next moment.

His face suddenly contorted into a ferocious expression, and he roared menacingly, "I need power! I need even greater power! No one can stop me!"

Yang Wanyu's gaze was a mixture of pity and disgust.

She understood perfectly that the reason this classmate desperately needed power was to get what he wanted.

This desire gradually warped his soul, ultimately leading to his downfall.

Of course, this person's soul must have something special about it, otherwise it wouldn't have attracted the divine power of the ancient god's remains and eventually transformed into a monster.

"Ah~"

Xiao Tianhai let out a non-human howl, his mouth stretching all the way to his ears, looking quite terrifying.

He struggled frantically, shouting repeatedly, "I need power!" and "No one can stop me!"

Hundreds of black mist tentacles danced wildly, seemingly trying to break free of their restraints and merge with Xiao Tianhai.

Yang Wanyu did not stop her, but waited quietly.

A few seconds later.

Scales sprouted all over Xiao Tianhai's body, and hazy wings appeared on his back.

He—no, it should be it—has now reverted to its monster identity.

The monster's gaze immediately locked onto Yang Wanyu, who was floating in the sky.

"You are Yang Wanyu!"

It roared.

The monster's eyes blatantly gleamed with lust: "You actually rejected me! I will definitely have you, and then cruelly torture you to death!"

Yang Wanyu didn't waste words with the monster. She simply moved her left hand and threw the scales of judgment out.

In her vision, a dreamlike mark released by the Sword of Judgment had already anchored the other's soul through projection.

The sword of judgment had previously blocked the contamination, all for this moment.

That was her ultimate purpose in unleashing that sword strike.

"Boom!"

A thunderclap was heard.

Tens of thousands of light threads burst forth from the scales of judgment, instantly enveloping the monster in layers.

Shouts echoed throughout the area.

"You are a sinner!"

"You have betrayed the Great Xia!"

You should be put on trial!

The monster began to struggle frantically again, its hands and feet—no, its four claws—growing out dark, sharp blades, which it swung violently, severing strands of silk.

But the threads seemed to have a life of their own; the two broken pieces of thread attracted each other and instantly connected. Then, a flash of light appeared, and the threads returned to their original state.

Because this is the thread of willpower.

As long as there is sufficient willpower, the thread of willpower will never be broken.

The scales of justice contain the willpower of hundreds of millions of lower-class Peacock people, which can be described as "massive" and cannot be exhausted in a short period of time.

Not long after.

The scales of justice underwent a strange change.

A miniature version of Xiao Tianhai appeared out of thin air on the tray at one end of the balance scale.

Yang Wanyu immediately smiled.

nailed it!
Because at this point, the monster can no longer escape.

the other side.

The monster mysteriously transformed into a semi-illusory state, but remained trapped within a cocoon of light woven from threads of willpower.

No matter how hard it tried to wield its sharp blade, it could no longer cut a single filament of light.

Then, a majestic voice announced, "In my name, Xiao Tianhai shall now be put to trial!"

The thunderous shouts immediately responded.

"guilty!"

"guilty!"

"guilty!"

A deep fear flashed in the monster's eyes. It opened its mouth as if to argue, but couldn't utter a single word.

Two seconds later.

The authoritative voice delivered the final verdict: "In my name, Xiao Tianhai is found guilty!"

"Boom!"

The sound was like a hammer falling.

Large ripples then appeared.

The monster's true form was suddenly pulled into a dreamlike illusion.

Despite being a knight-level powerhouse and a being born from the power of the ancient gods, and in some ways a descendant of the ancient gods, he still could not withstand the power of the final judgment.

And then.

Large patches of grayish-white color emerged from the monster's body and quickly spread throughout its entire body.

It seemed to have turned into a stone sculpture, unable to move an inch.

But this is not a stone carving; rather, it represents a specific supernatural state.

"Oh!"

There was a loud bang.

The statue instantly turned into a cloud of dust.

The dust drifted down, but just as it was about to hit the ground, it suddenly disappeared.

Yang Wanyu stared at this scene, feeling both joyful and surreal.

I'm just a novice warrior, yet I killed a powerful knight?
She glanced down at the scales of judgment that had returned to her hand and muttered to herself, "Just how powerful is Dad?"

My father built the Dream City and helped me condense a weapon of willpower, which allowed me to kill knights of higher ranks. So what is my father's true strength?
Yang Wanyu vaguely guessed the answer, but dared not believe it.

After all, how many years has Azure Star been around?

too exaggerated!

She resolved the biggest crisis of her life so far, and felt extremely relieved and that she had grown a lot.

"Ouch!"

The winged tiger let out a cry.

Yang Wanyu patted Fei Hu's head and said with a smile, "Let's go back!"

Flying Tiger flapped its wings and disappeared into the distance as a blur.

*
five minutes later.

Something happened at Kunlun Academy.

A sophomore named Xiao Tianhai has mysteriously disappeared from his dormitory.

His roommates did not see him leave, and the security camera at the door did not capture him.

Only a large amount of grayish-white powder remained on the dormitory floor, which made it seem very eerie.

soon.

The powder was sent to the laboratory, and after extensive testing, the college's experts discovered that its properties were very peculiar.

The strangest thing is that once some kind of supernatural power is applied to the powder, Xiao Tianhai's voice can be heard.

From some of his words, it can be inferred that Xiao Tianhai's mind is extremely twisted, and that he has come into contact with an indescribable being.

It's not hard to deduce that Xiao Tianhai's disappearance is related to this existence.

At last.

After discussions between the college and the inspection department, Xiao Tianhai's personal file was sealed.

His roommate, who lived with him, underwent a special "psychological treatment" and completely forgot about Xiao Tianhai.

*
at the same time.

The Dreamlike Divine Capital.

Inside the Mingtang Hall.

Yang Wanyu had just put the scales of judgment back in their place, allowing them to continue absorbing the power of will to restore their energy.

A male voice, tinged with laughter, suddenly rang out: "Wan Yu, you did a great job!"

Yang Wanyu exclaimed with delight, "Dad!" (End of Chapter)