Perhaps it was because Bihaitian's words were too terrifying that the people below, who were initially hesitant, suddenly found courage upon hearing these words.

"This is what you deserve today, so why are you blaming us?"

"I'm not afraid of you. Someone like you is destined for the eighteenth level of hell even if you go down there."

"You can be reasonable! We're not the ones who sentenced you to death!"

"..."

Noon is approaching.

At the executioner's command, the executioner raised his large steel blade and spat a mouthful of wine onto it.

Bihaitian remained silent, head held high, staring intently ahead.

The people below were somewhat guilty and dared not look him in the eye.

The executioner raised his blade and brought it down; Bi Haitian's head rolled to the ground, his eyes wide open, dying with unseeing disbelief. In an instant, the weather changed; the once clear sky was now covered with dark clouds, accompanied by rumbling thunder.

It's hard to tell whether the injustice suffered by Dou E is greater than the injustice of the vast blue sea and sky.

Jiang Si is unaware of the details yet.

But this celestial phenomenon clearly indicates a great injustice.

It's very difficult and very tricky.

Looking at the scene before her, Han Yunluo suddenly burst into tears for some reason.

Jiang Si: "??"

There's no need to be so emotional, is there? In any case, he's a ruthless killer.

Han Yunlu gave a wry smile. "I'm just suddenly feeling a little sad."

Jiang Si sighed: "You still have to ferry countless wronged souls across the underworld. You can't always be so emotional."

In modern terms, it can cause depression.

In the seven days following Bihaitian's death, the people in the city lived in a state of fear and unease.

Jiang Si and Han Yunluo wanted to find out more, but everyone seemed to be keeping quiet about the inside story, just desperately trying to find a way to save them from death.

Time flies by in dreams, and the seven-day period is fast approaching.

Han Yunluo noticed that a large number of trees in the city had died, and snakes, insects, rats and ants were fleeing one after another. The people inside wanted to escape but were blocked by ghost walls, and eventually they returned to the city.

At this point, the people in the city began to truly feel fear.

The family huddled together, shivering.

Some people with fragile mental states began to complain and argue.

"It's all your fault for being so greedy!"

"You're only blaming me now? Didn't you agree to it in the first place?!"

From the argument, the two of them pieced together the approximate truth of the matter.

Bihai Tian was originally a wealthy man in the city, with businesses all over the country and even business dealings with neighboring countries. In short, he was an extremely rich man.

Moreover, he was not the kind of person who was rich but heartless. He built bridges and roads for his hometown, cared for orphaned and out-of-school children, and established schools in many places across the country free of charge.

In modern times, it would be unreasonable not to award a list of ten outstanding entrepreneurs and ten outstanding philanthropists.

His wife died young, leaving him with only one beloved daughter. Unfortunately, fate was cruel to her, and she fell ill with a strange disease. He promised to spend a fortune to find renowned doctors to cure her.

Finally, a wandering doctor with rather strange behavior arrived.

He cured Bihaitian's daughter, and Bihaitian treated him as an honored guest.

At this time, people in the city gradually fell ill and died soon after, all after being treated by this itinerant doctor.

Rumors circulate that this is not some wandering healer at all, but a demon from the Western Regions who is hundreds of years old and looks young only because he uses evil techniques to absorb people's life essence.

The rumors intensified and became increasingly rampant.

Some even said that Bihaitian's current wealth and prosperity were entirely due to this evil spirit. The common people are easily swayed, and many gathered in front of Bihaitian's palace to demand an explanation.

Eventually, things spiraled out of control. No matter how Bihaitian tried to explain, the people ignored it, and Bihaitian's reputation was ruined.

In the end, the people even looted and vandalized Bihaitian's properties, and the government turned a blind eye, even secretly participating in it.

Having tasted the sweetness of success, the people would not let this opportunity pass. They claimed that the wealth of Bihaitian was due to the theft of their fortune, and in the end, they all rushed into the mansion.

The beloved daughter of Bihaitian was exceptionally beautiful, with a face like a flower and a beauty that could topple kingdoms. A man who broke into the mansion was captivated by her beauty and committed a crime. Unable to bear the humiliation, the daughter struck her head against a rockery and died.

The government ordered a thorough investigation. Many people, looking at the gold and silver treasures they had taken from Bihaitian Mansion, went against their conscience and gave false testimony, saying that there was an evil aura in Bihaitian Mansion and that servants in the mansion would die suddenly from time to time.

Why would you give back something you've already got?

Now it's either Bihaitian dies or they perish. Between the two, it's definitely better for Bihaitian to die.

The imperial envoy who came to investigate finally determined that Bihaitian had colluded with evil spirits and deserved to be executed, and all his property was confiscated and turned over to the state.

Bihai Tian did good deeds and accumulated virtue throughout his life, but in the end he suffered the tragic fate of having his family destroyed, his head separated from his body.

Seven days later, it will be the seventh day after the death of Bihaitian.

That night, a chilling wind swept through the entire city, and everyone stayed indoors.

But Bihaitian arrived as scheduled, carrying his own severed head in one hand.

That night, all the people in the city, except for young children, were beheaded and died, their blood flowing like a river, a horrific sight that filled the air with resentment.

Resentment is more ferocious than resentment.

All this resentment was absorbed by Bi Haitian alone, causing his magical power to surge. Lu Pan and the others tried to grab him, but they were no match for Bi Haitian, who had absorbed countless resentments.

The Book of Life and Death in Lu Pan's hands was returned to Bi Haitian.

He completely altered the fate of this city, and after death, it was reborn as an animal, never to meet a good end in any future life.

Bihaitian truly lived up to its word.

In the end, the heavens punished Bi Haitian, and he was imprisoned in the Avici Hell.

When Han Yunluo and Jiang Si woke up, they looked at each other and didn't know what to say.

While Bihaitian was certainly biased, these people were not entirely innocent either; one could say they contributed to Bihaitian's tragedy.

Put yourself in her shoes; without the constraints of her sect, Jiang Si doesn't know what she might have done.

In their dreams, it felt like an eternity, but in reality, it was only a few breaths.

Qi Yan and She Zhang, resting their chins on their hands, asked, "So, what did you find?"

Jiang Si sighed: "I've discovered that this is a very difficult thing to do."

Han Yunluo was ultimately more compassionate. "His sins were already very deep, and for that he was also spending time in the deepest hell."

Countless years have passed; we should not commit further acts of killing.

Jiang Si looked at the Dream God: "You know where he is, right?"

The Dream God can traverse countless times and spaces, and it is not impossible for him to even enter the dreams of the ghosts in the Avici Hell.

The god of dreams remained silent.

He is a God of principles.

Han Yunluo appealed to his emotions: "I just want to persuade him to let go of his obsession."

Meng Shen was hesitant and didn't quite trust Jiang Si. Jiang Si seemed like the type to resort to violence if she couldn't win an argument, but she did have some trust in Han Yunluo.

Jiang Si seemed to know what he was thinking and said, "I do have a bad temper, but it depends on the person. Do you think I can beat someone like Bi Haitian?"

She's not stupid.

After much deliberation, the Dream God finally spread his divine sense to find the Azure Sea and Sky for them, and revealed his current appearance as he was hiding in the human world.

Qi Yan's mouth opened into an "O" shape.

"Isn't this the Han family's son?"