Starting with SSS-rank talent, I contracted the Forbidden Ferocity.

[One party dies. 】

[One side gets the full name.]

The verdict was delivered.

The sixth seat's broken true name, like a black snake with its spine severed, suddenly pounced on Shen Ye.

It was not an attack.

It is the ownership of the spoils of war.

But the spoils of war are too dirty.

As soon as his true name entered the Night King's Name Book, countless contracts, severed hands, remnant souls, and debt threads appeared before Shen Ye's eyes.

Those things surged along with the full name of the Sixth Seat, trying to press into his mental sea as well.

A system warning popped up.

[Receiving the loser's real name.]

[A large amount of old debts, death contracts, and remnant soul backlash have been detected mixed in.]

Should all be inherited?

Shen Ye's eyes were icy cold.

"No inheritance."

The Night King's Scripture unfolded with a bang.

[Gaining power is not a succession] is highlighted.

[Name revocation and citizenship denied] is highlighted.

The message "[The loser returns to the pact, but there is no return]" lights up.

[Stolen goods and lives are not valued] Lights up.

Page after page of black and gold certificates fell like knives.

The sixth seat's real name was forcibly split apart.

Seats, stripped away.

Job title, stripped away.

Old debts, stripped away.

A dead contract, to be severed.

The remnant soul turned against them and was stripped away.

In the end, all that remained were the three things that Shen Ye deserved.

The true name of this covenant.

The authority of this covenant.

This covenant remains.

The sixth seat's final voice emanated from the remnants of the true name:

"You didn't take it clean."

"If you get involved in a contract, you'll end up in debt."

Shen Ye said:

"Then wash it clean before taking it."

Night Feathers flapped their wings.

The black sun and ghostly fire fell into the annals of names, burning away the false inscriptions on the true names.

The shadow of the candlestick.

The Nine Netherworlds dragged out the hook of the remnant soul hidden behind the true name.

Long Yuan grabbed a piece of pitch-black skeletal bone with both hands and forcibly pulled it out of the power.

Jie Chen opened his eyes.

The divine lightning strikes, piercing through the very source of every old debt.

Returning to the Void is the most direct approach.

It crouched beside the gate and bit whichever door frame it saw trying to squeeze through.

"No."

Click.

The last door cable broke.

The sixth seat's true name has completely lost its struggle.

The system message has finally changed.

[Received successfully.]

[Obtained: The incomplete full name of the Black Balance Master.]

[Obtained: Fragment of the Balance of Power.]

[Obtained: Remnant of the Black Balance Treaty Authority.]

[Received: Remains of the Contractor.]

[Received: Sixth seat vacancy seal.]

[Note: Due to the "acquisition of a seat does not guarantee its place, and removal of a seat does not guarantee citizenship" rule being in effect, the host will not inherit the sixth seat.]

The seal for the sixth vacant seat has been sealed.

The fourth empty space seal appears.

It is heavier than the ninth, eighth, and seventh coins.

The seal face is jet black.

A cracked scale is carved in the center.

As soon as it appeared, it tried to burrow into Shen Ye's palm.

Shen Ye pressed down with his backhand.

The Night King's name was covered.

"seal up."

The sixth vacant seat trembled violently before being forced deep into the Name Canon.

There, the three old empty space stamps lit up simultaneously.

Ninth seat.

Eighth seat.

The seventh seat.

Now there's one more.

The sixth seat.

The four empty seals are placed side by side and sealed, like four nailed black stars.

Shen Ye glanced down at it.

"Five more to go."

After those words were spoken, the space within the life-or-death pact suddenly fell silent for a moment.

It was as if something behind the door had heard them.

The next moment, the fragments of the Total Balance Heart lit up.

An image forcibly flooded into Shen Ye's mind.

He saw a door.

It is not outside the ruined gate of the First Court of Ten Thousand Beasts.

It's the inside.

Inside the gate was a huge black well.

Countless wedges hang from the well.

Each line of the wedge leads to a seat at its end.

Ninth seat.

Eighth seat.

The seventh seat.

The sixth seat.

These lines are broken.

But further up, there are five thicker lines.

Fifth seat.

Fourth seat.

Third seat.

Second seat.

First seat.

Above the five interlocking lines, there was a shadow whose face was not visible, sitting at the end of the black well.

It has no name.

Or rather, its name was completely obscured by the door.

Shen Ye only glanced at it, and blood began to seep from between his brows.

The system is beeping wildly.

[The projection of the total well has been detected.]

[Deep seating structure detected in the porch.]

[The fragment of the unknown beast's name card is resonating.]

[The following strokes have been revealed: crown, door, pupil, claw, contract ring, balance.]

[The analysis level of the Beast Pact Fire Seed has been increased.]

Current resolution: 35%.

Deep within the well, the shadow seemed to raise its head.

It looked at Shen Ye through the broken projection.

No sound.

But Shen Ye heard a sentence.

It wasn't heard with the ears.

It is a classic text that has been heard.

"The Night King"

"You pulled out the fourth nail."

Shen Ye gripped his sword.

"We will continue to pull them out."

The shadow showed no anger.

He didn't laugh either.

It simply raised its hand and tapped lightly on the edge of the black well.

thump.

The fragments of the overall balance of the heart shattered on the spot.

The projection shattered.

The dark sky within the life-and-death pact also collapsed completely at this moment.

External voices are flooding in again.

Rumors of Zhenmo Pass.

The blood and gore of the battlefield.

The distant rumble of the remaining enemy troops.

And there was Qin Wuji's voice, suppressing his anger:

"Shen Ye!"

The darkness dispersed.

Shen Ye reappeared in everyone's sight.

He stood still.

His face was pale.

The ashes of the death pact still remained on his chest, between his eyebrows, and on his wrists.

The sixth seat is no longer there.

Only a piece of black broken bone remained, which was trampled under Long Yuan's feet.

Wei Cang took a step forward, his eyes scanning the surroundings.

"What about the sixth seat?"

Shen Ye put away the Night King's Classic.

"He's dead."

Zhou Xuan watched the fading remnants of the life-and-death pact behind him, and his Adam's apple bobbed.

"Really dead?"

Shen Ye nodded.

"The verdict is in."

Qin Wuji breathed a sigh of relief, then saw the fleeting mark of the sixth empty seat in Shen Ye's palm, and his lips twitched.

"You took another one?"

Shen Ye said:

"Spoils of war".

Li Xuance said softly:

"Is there a reaction behind the door?"

Shen Ye looked up, towards the direction of the ruined gate of the Myriad Beasts' First Court.

"have."

"The sixth seat is not the last one."

Lu Chenzhou gripped the old Night King Blade, his voice low and deep:

"Who's next?"

Shen Ye has not yet answered.

The fragment of the total balance in his palm suddenly lit up again.

Deep within the fragments, a new wedge pattern emerges.

It's not the sixth seat of the Black Balance Pattern.

Instead, it was a blood-red judgment mark.

The system prompts an error.

[Traces of the fifth seat were detected.]

[Code name locked: The Judge.]

[Note: The fifth seat has received the death report from the sixth seat.]

At the same time.

A blood-red judgment suddenly fell from the sky above the Demon Suppression Pass.

The judgment unfolded without wind.

There is only one line of text above.

[Night King Shen Ye is guilty of beheading Xi.]

Three days later, the trial court opened.