Lin Qiye's body was nailed to the black cross. Without the [Poet of the Sky], his figure was completely exposed in the ashes.

Just as he was about to sink his consciousness into the mental hospital of the gods in his mind, the body of Uriel, standing in the center of the crater, flapped its broken white wings and slowly flew into the sky.

The squirming red eyeballs stared at Lin Qiye and An Qingyu on the two crosses. His lips slightly opened, and tumors suddenly emerged on both sides of his cheeks, splitting into densely packed tiny sharp beaks.

Countless hideous and sharp laughter echoed under the sky along with Uriel's deep voice:

"Sin...Judgment..."

Uriel's voice was very hoarse, as if someone was pulling his vocal cords, and he uttered these words mechanically.

“Judgment of Sin——!!!”

In the valley, countless crazy tumorous ghosts roared along with Uriel's voice, and every scarlet eyeball on their bodies emitted excitement.

They were once judged by the angels of heaven and fell into hell with eternal torment. Now it is their turn to turn around and become "angels" to judge the sins of others.

This abnormal pleasure and resentment made them laugh uncontrollably, and the entire valley seemed to have turned into a wave of tumors under their excited squirming.

As these four words were uttered, Lin Qiye and An Qingyu felt the chains on their bodies tighten again. At the same time, it seemed as if an invisible force was pressing down on them, pressing their heads down.

Above the valley of the cheering flesh tide, two figures with their heads bowed, were nailed to the dark cross, like sinners awaiting judgment, bowing their heads in repentance.

Lin Qiye clenched his teeth, his eyes were red, he struggled to break free from that force and raised his head, the veins on his neck bulged out!

At this moment, Uriel in the sky spoke again:

"Past...sins..."

“Past sins——!!!” Wild laughter came from the tide of flesh.

A domain was released from Uriel's body, instantly enveloping Lin Qiye and An Qingyu. The mysterious power of time and space carried their past, and was pulled out of their bodies, flowing within the domain like a movie clip, and was wantonly spied on by the scarlet insect eye.

A peek into the past?

Lin Qiye's eyes narrowed slightly.

“An… Qing… Yu…” Uriel’s voice came out amidst the dense shrill laughter, “You have committed… killing… desecrating corpses… disrespecting… the dead… the sin… is unforgivable… you will be sent to… the eighth level of hell!”

Hearing Uriel's verdict, the tumorous souls in the valley became more and more excited.

"Hehehe...Eight levels of hell! He's dead!"

"Killing is a grave sin, and desecrating a corpse is an even graver sin! How dare he desecrate a corpse?"

"Sin, what a sin! I deserve to be sent to the eighth level of hell!"

"He's not like us. We never desecrate corpses!"

"We are angels, how could we desecrate a corpse? We are angels! Hehehe..."

“…”

An Qingyu was chained to a cross, his head lowered, looking at the wriggling spheres of flesh below with faces full of compassion and holiness, sneering.

A group of resurrected K-type monsters, they seem to really think of themselves as holy angels... If we talk about corpse desecration, their actions are the real corpse desecration!

"Lin...Qi...Ye..." Uriel's voice sounded again.

"Criminal... killing... arresting souls... blasphemy... killing gods... sins that are... unforgivable... damned... nine levels of hell!"

Amid the even more excited cheers from the meat balls below, Lin Qiye, who was nailed to the cross, had an extremely gloomy expression.

But when he heard the words "soul-binding", his heart twitched slightly.

Everything else was fine, Lin Qiye admitted that he had done them all, but the soul-capturing only happened when he used the hospital to recruit caregivers. Uriel could even talk about soul-capturing, did it mean that he had already noticed the existence of the Gods' Mental Hospital?

If the gods of the Ksitigarbha system knew the existence of the Gods' Mental Hospital... then things would be really bad.

Lin Qiye has already contacted Sun Wukong in the hospital. If the time comes to a last-ditch effort, he will have no choice but to risk his death and carry his soul again.

But this is hell. If he really did that, no Great Xia God would be able to save him this time.

Moreover, with Uriel's strength, plus the two demon execution racks from heaven behind him, even if he carried the soul of the Great Sage, he might not be able to escape.

After spying on the past of Lin Qiye and the other two and judging their sins, Uriel did not stop there, but spoke slowly again:

"Future...sins..."

The excited voices of the meatballs echoed in the valley: "Future Sin--!!"

future?

Hearing these two words, Lin Qiye and An Qingyu were both stunned.

The fragments of the past flowing around Lin Qiye and the others disappeared into thin air. At the same time, a mysterious force enveloped their heads, and two blurry rivers of time were materialized within the field.

The split scarlet worm eyes in Uriel's eye sockets looked down along the long river of time for the two people, as if trying to see all the sins they would commit in the future.

"He is looking back into our future?!"

When An Qingyu saw this scene, he spoke in disbelief.

Lin Qiye lowered his head and could only glance at the long river of time flowing above his head with the corner of his eyes, his eyes full of shock.

In this realm, Uriel could actually trace the past and the future? Was he a seraph who controlled the power of time and space? If so, how powerful must he have been when he was alive?

Lin Qiye and An Qingyu were nailed to the cross and could only passively watch the long river of time passing by above their heads. Blurry lights and shadows flashed through it and they could not see clearly what was happening inside.

"An...Qing...Yu..." Uriel's insect eyes stared at the future above An Qingyu's head and said in a low voice, "Commit..."

"Huh?"

Just as he uttered the word "offend", a light exclamation came from the long river of time above Lin Qiye's head.

The sound seemed to come from infinitely far away, yet seemed to be right within reach. When this sound appeared in an instant, whether it was Uriel, Lin Qiye, An Qingyu, or the excitedly watching flesh-ball ghosts below, they all froze in place.

In Uriel's eye sockets, the two split red bugs squirmed violently and quickly condensed into a whole eye, staring at the long river of time above Lin Qiye's head.

In Lin Qiye's peripheral vision, a blurry figure emerged. He stood in the long river of time, like a black shadow covered by frosted glass, and only a vague outline could be seen.

"…Who is spying on me…"

The voice came out from the long river of time again, and the blurry figure raised his hand and knocked hard on the frosted glass-like long river of time!

Swish——!

With a crisp bang, a corner of the barrier between the past and the future was shattered, and a figure from the future slowly emerged.