A master of comedy!

Lu Pan suddenly opened his eyes, his gaze filled with ferocity. His usually sharp and piercing eyes were now bloodshot.

Faced with Zhou Sheng's strike, the faint divine aura He had just sensed was scattered again, forcing Him to deal with this ant before Him once more.

"die!!"

The extremely violent Lu Pan's eyes were filled with killing intent. He pressed down on the sword light with both arms, while his other two arms rippled with divine light and slammed towards Zhou Sheng.

A loud bang.

The sky was filled with flashing sword light, and Zhou Sheng's figure flew back like a cannonball, carving a long furrow in the hard and cold Netherworld soil.

His tiger's mouth was split open, and his soul trembled, but fortunately, the Heavenly Robe withstood most of the damage, and he still had the strength to fight.

But when he looked at the blade of the Green Dragon Crescent Blade, he couldn't help but freeze.

On that seemingly indestructible and domineering blade, a cracked edge had appeared.

This is a huge gap in strength. Even with Ya Zi Feng Mang, his strength is far inferior to that of Lu Pan.

Zhou Sheng vaguely sensed that the vast divine power and the indestructible Dharma body might only be able to defeat it head-on when he reached the Tribulation Transcending Realm.

It's not that the fourth level is weak, but that Judge Lu is too strong.

boom!
A giant hand, radiating divine light, descended from the sky, with a crack in its palm.

Those were not marks left by the crescent blade, but rather traces of its golden body automatically cracking. After the first crack appeared, the second, third, and fourth cracks appeared one after another, rapidly increasing in number.

Judge Lu was both shocked and frightened, but he knew that only by quickly and completely killing Zhou Sheng could he have a chance to descend to the Judge Temple in the human world.

Click!

Even before the giant hand arrived, the terrifying pressure caused the ground beneath Zhou Sheng's feet to collapse, spreading cracks everywhere.

Its divine power is boundless, as vast as mountains and as deep as the sea.

Not only did it seal off the surrounding space, but even the underworld beneath its feet was somewhat imprisoned, making it impossible to escape using the earth-遁法 (earth-遁法 is a type of magic or technique).

It felt like Mount Tai was pressing down on you, and there was no way to avoid it.

In that instant, Zhou Sheng felt the fear of death. His intuition reminded him that if he didn't come up with a solution soon, he would truly die.

This underworld is his final resting place.

The Luo Shu, which he had always relied on, had now exhausted its energy, and he could only rely on himself.

How can we break this deadlock?

……

Inside the Judge's Temple, the flash of swords was like a rainbow.

Bao Ying sacrificed his own blood, using his righteous energy to break through the protective divine power, and continued to strike the green-faced, red-bearded judge statue.

Although the statue was made of clay, it had undergone a miraculous transformation after years of being imbued with divine power and being in harmony with Lu Pan's destiny.

As the blade struck, the clay sculpture made a clanging sound, and only small cracks appeared under the blade.

Even more bizarrely, blood was still flowing from the crack, filling the temple with a strong smell of blood.

It was as if Bao Ying was not chopping down a clay or stone statue, but a real person.

Boom!

When the sixth strike was delivered, a thunderclap suddenly resounded in the sky, which had just begun to lighten, followed by rolling dark clouds, a fierce wind, and a torrential downpour that stained the entire Cloud Pass Fortress blood-red.

Yes, that wasn't ordinary rain; it was blood rain.

At this moment, it seemed as if the heavens themselves were enraged that such an insignificant mortal dared to attempt to kill a god.

Boom!

A bolt of lightning struck, shattering the temple roof. It was only a few feet away from Bao Ying and almost hit him.

Everyone was startled, remembering Bao Ying's earlier resounding oath.

"May Heaven bear witness, and may the sun and moon be my witnesses. If I, Bao, have uttered even the slightest lie, may I be struck by lightning and die a horrible death that very day..."

Could there be more to this story?

"Brother, should we stop? Something doesn't seem right!"

"Yes, it seems even the heavens are furious. Could it be that we've misunderstood Judge Lu?"

"Or... is Judge Lu about to arrive?" Bao Ying's subordinates were all elites of the Xuanqiong Division. They had followed him all over the country and solved countless major cases. They were not lacking in courage.

Even they felt fear and trepidation in the face of this terrifying celestial change. As mortals, they had an instinctive awe of the heavens and the gods.

That's something ingrained in our bones since the days when we ate raw meat and drank blood.

"Brother, how about we... stop fighting for now?"

Finally, someone spoke those words in a trembling voice.

However, his response was Bao Ying's relentless clanging of his sword.

One cut, another, and yet another!

Each strike aimed directly at the idol's vitals, either blinding it, severing its neck, or piercing its heart...

Even when the thunderclap exploded just three feet in front of him, he was completely oblivious, his eyes shining brightly like stars.

"The evidence in Shen Jinhua's case is conclusive; how can there be any misunderstanding?"

His voice was as loud as a bell, and even the rolling thunder could not suppress it.

"Shen Jinhua died tragically on the stage, and the scholar had his exquisite heart ripped out. Heaven has no ears, how can it not hear the cries of ghosts?"

He laughed loudly, and in a daze, the crescent moon mark between his eyebrows became even more obvious.

"In the past, Judge Bao investigated the underworld, and in the netherworld, he beheaded the judge. The gods were unjust, so he executed a god. Heaven is unjust..."

He slammed down the precious sword, his gaze resolute, with an almost obsessive madness.

"Slay—the—Heavens!"

Boom!

Another thunderbolt struck, getting a few steps closer to him, and the sparks it sent burning holes in his robes.

But Bao Ying remained unmoved. He even figured out the pattern and kept cutting along a certain line, widening the crack. The splattered blood hit his face, but he licked it and laughed, saying it felt good!

Boom!

Thunder rumbled and fell continuously, but it never reached Bao Ying; it only exploded around him.

His men were also inspired by his courage, and they rallied, their fear fading from their faces.

"Big brother, we'll help you!"

"Hahaha, being able to slay the evil god and rid the people of evil alongside my brother, even if I get struck dead by heavenly lightning, it's all worth it!"

"Damn you, God! I'm not afraid of you!"

They stepped forward one after another, imitating Bao Ying by offering blood as a sacrifice to their swords, making solemn vows, and then slashing at the statue.

Although he couldn't break through the protective divine power as easily as Bao Ying, he was much better than before, and even managed to strike the statue a few times.

Only Bao Ying, deep within his resolute and courageous gaze, showed a hint of worry.

Fourteen Sister was telling him about the situation at Duyun Tower. Boss Long had persisted until now, but he had reached the end of his rope.

He has to be faster, much faster!
……

How can we break this deadlock?

At the critical moment, Zhou Sheng seemed to hear a secret voice in his ear.

"Ksitigarbha".

The voice sounded somewhat familiar, but he didn't have time to think about it. His gaze instantly swept over Tan Sheng, who had previously played the role of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva.

At this moment, Tan Sheng was seriously injured, his magic power exhausted, and he lay on the ground unable to get up.

He held the Nine Dragon Seal tightly in his hand.

Nine Dragon Seal... Ksitigarbha...

A flash of inspiration seemed to strike Zhou Sheng, and a bold idea popped into his head. Without any hesitation, he reached out towards the Nine Dragon Seal and let out a dragon's roar.

Those were the cries of Yazi and Chiwen.

In an instant, the Nine Dragon Seal seemed to sense some kind of summons, radiating brilliant Buddhist light, while the startled Suanni flew out excitedly, transforming into a stream of light and rushing towards Zhou Sheng.

...(End of this chapter)