Chapter 167 Night Candle Rules 45 Why didn't you dare to ask further? ...
The sound was shrill and hoarse, almost piercing people's eardrums, and many people covered their ears in unbearable pain.
Nanmen Jue's expression turned to disbelief for a moment, and she immediately looked up—
"Don't do it!"
The voice was still shouting.
Soon, a dark figure appeared in the pure white barrier, staggering and flying up and down.
"That's... a crow?" someone asked, bewildered.
There were no animals in this strange place except for them, not even a hair. Where did these crows come from?
Nanmen Jue's eyes lit up, and she shouted, "Xiao Nuo!"
The crow paused, seemingly recognizing Nanmen Jue's direction. It swayed precariously, spread its wings, and tumbled straight into Nanmen Jue's arms, like a wretched fledgling after a storm, heading towards its nest.
Nanmen Jue also raised her hands with joy, ready to welcome her companion back.
However, a hand suddenly reached out and intercepted Nanmen Jue, grabbing the crow's wing.
It wasn't Zhang Jin who made the move; he stood to the side the whole time, smiling as he watched Nanmen Jue.
The person who caught the crow appeared suddenly. Before that, neither Nanmen Jue, Ying Yao, nor any other perceptive person had sensed the presence of the newcomer. However, when they looked over, the harmonious aura was not abrupt at all, as if it had always been there.
Upon seeing the person clearly, Nanmen Jue fell silent.
In contrast, Mo Gui and Wei Chongru wore expressions of shock.
"Wait a minute, isn't this...that guy?" Mo Gui's voice faltered, as if he were dreaming, then softened, "He...wasn't he killed by Brother Jue?"
Standing in front of Nanmen Jue was clearly Huo Wei, whom she had killed with her own hands long ago.
The boy who led them to the human refuge when they first entered the Snow Maiden's Ghost Realm harbored hatred after witnessing Nanmen Jue slaughter the entire refuge. He then entered the Harmony Community in an attempt to take revenge, but was ultimately strangled to death by Nanmen Jue.
He died right in front of them; they watched him breathe his last.
But now, he was standing right in front of him, smiling, holding the crow easily in his hand. The crow didn't struggle; it seemed to know that struggling was useless. Its black bean-like eyes blinked wearily as it looked at Nanmen Jue.
After a brief moment of shock, Nanmen Jue's gaze was fixed on Huo Wei. Even though she was trying her best to remain calm, her pupils could be seen to be slightly contracting.
Howe smiled. "It seems you've already realized who I am."
The unusual opening remarks and the unprecedented wariness and tension that Nanmen Jue displayed made the others realize that Huo Wei's identity was probably not simple.
Howe held the crow in his arms and walked towards Nanmenjue.
Ying Yao shifted his body, but Nanmen Jue raised a hand to stop him.
She slowly straightened her back, forcing herself to face Howe, who was walking towards her.
“Your reaction was calmer than I expected.” Huo Wei circled Nanmen Jue once, stopping beside her. He leaned forward, getting close to Nanmen Jue’s neck, his nose twitching. “Unfortunately, what you’re emitting is still the scent of human fear and tension. Your pheromones have given you away.”
Nanmen Jue's face was pale, his gaze fixed, as if he hadn't heard a word he was saying.
Those around were stunned by the scene, but given the strange expressions on the faces of the top-ranking individuals, they dared not make any rash moves or interrupt.
Nanmen Jue was facing overwhelming pressure.
This pressure must have been directed at her alone, otherwise everyone would probably have knelt down by now. Her back muscles, which were supporting her spine, ached, and she could hear a slight grinding sound coming from her knees. Howe was forcing her to kneel down.
But she refused.
Unless she dies, no one can force her to do this unless she is willing to.
"This child is quite stubborn, isn't he?" Seeing this, Huo Wei smiled slightly, looked down at the crow in his arms and said, like a gentle elder, "You've been taking care of him for so long, it must have been hard for you."
The crow seemed unable to bear witnessing Nanmen Jue's suffering and closed its eyes.
The pressure grew heavier and heavier, and Nanmen Jue's muscles trembled all over. Not only his kneecaps, spine, elbows, and neck bones all emitted faint sounds, demonstrating the extent of the pressure they were enduring.
The sound reached those nearby, who stared at Nanmen Jue, their faces turning pale.
What kind of being could suppress Jin Ming, who stands at the top of the cycle of reincarnation space, to this extent simply by virtue of its aura?
Previously, even Zhang Jin couldn't do anything to Nanmen Jue. He could only go through such a long and complicated process, using the rules of the judge and inciting people's hearts to deal with Nanmen Jue. Who exactly is this guy they once thought was an indigenous person?
Ying Yao and Terra both took action. They wanted to use some props on Nanmen Jue, and even wanted to directly attack Nian, this unpredictable young man. However, they only took one step forward before they were firmly suppressed in place, unable to advance or retreat.
In the silence, Nanmen suddenly let out a hoarse laugh.
“I’m curious, how did you survive?” she said. “Even beings like you have to follow the rules here, right? I remember clearly that I snapped your neck.”
"You can still talk?" A strange glint flashed in Howe's eyes as he grabbed the raven's feather. The raven remained silent. "You know quite a lot. You've made me experience the taste of death... This is the first time I've ever experienced the pain of death and the annihilation of my spirit at the same time."
He murmured, as if he were immersed in some kind of inescapable emotion. Under his deliberate silence, Nanmen Jue spat out a mouthful of blood.
"South Gate!"
Everyone who tried to step forward was pressed down by that overwhelming pressure, and all those who approached Nanmen Jue fell to the ground.
Only two people stubbornly made their way to Nanmenjue.
With the astonishing willpower of a soldier and with their well-trained bodies, Ying Yao approached Nanmen Jue. Ying Yao reached out and placed a hemostatic talisman on Nanmen Jue's back, while Tara supported Nanmen Jue's body.
A warm current spread from her back, and a little color returned to Nanmenjue's pale face. Her icy fingers grasped Terra's hand and squeezed it tightly.
"Back off," she said in a hoarse voice.
Terra's eyes narrowed as she stared at her determined profile.
She took a deep breath, slowly released Nanmen Jue's hand, and at the same time grabbed Ying Yao, who was unwilling to back down, and pulled him backward.
With every movement, a burning, aching pain coursed through their bones, and they weren't even the ones actively attacking. They found it hard to believe just how much pressure Nanmen Jue was under, facing this man directly.
Hearing the heavy breathing recede, Nanmenjue faced Huo Wei again.
Her gaze shifted from Huo Wei to the quiet raven in his arms, and then to Zhang Jin behind him.
Since Huo Wei appeared, Zhang Jin has completely reined in his arrogant demeanor. He lowers his head, stands obediently and respectfully behind Huo Wei, and awaits Huo Wei's instructions.
“So it turns out you two are in cahoots.” Nanmen Jue said softly. “Xiao Nuo told me that even you can’t do much in this space, so you found a collaborator, a spokesperson, just like Xiao Nuo is to me. The person you chose is Zhang Jin.”
"So he will be the longest-lived one, so he will know the secret of the anchor point, so he wants to kill me at any cost."
“You know everything about this place, and it was Zhang Jin who tipped you off. Xiao Nuo and I thought you only possessed this space, but your control over it is deeper than we imagined.”
Zhang Jin raised his eyes, winked playfully at Nanmen Jue, confirming her guess.
With Nanmen Jue's voice, anyone with a quick mind, whether they knew it or not, guessed Huo Wei's true identity.
"Are you kidding me?" Mo Gui said, "This is the master..."
"Shut up!" Deng Erhuai shoved a hand over his mouth. "Do you want to be punished?"
Mo Gui was stunned, a look of lingering fear appearing in his eyes.
There were also many indigenous people present. If they directly mentioned the name of the main god, it's hard to imagine what level of punishment would follow.
But... that's the Supreme God! The Supreme God who, according to legend, created this cycle of reincarnation and gave those who reincarnate both fear and hope—why would He personally appear here? Just for Nanmen Jue?
Everyone knows that the God of War wants to kill Nanmen Jue and has even issued the only wanted poster in the entire space, but for the God of War to personally go and kill a reincarnator is still too much.
Why did Nanmen Jue do that?
No one dared to say it aloud, but the news of the divine being's arrival spread rapidly among the reincarnators through various channels. Another emotion began to spread: some people knelt down, some wept bitterly, and shouts rang out, filled with a reckless fervor.
"Lord God!"
"Lord God, please save us from suffering!"
"May the Lord God grant me life!"
They were not punished.
The others stared at them in disbelief.
Mo Gui murmured in astonishment, "Have all these people gone mad? The God of God saves people from suffering? Isn't it the God of God who throws everyone into these hells?"
Surprisingly, it was Yu Wanyan who answered him.
The sixteen-year-old girl said coldly, “They are just a group of weaklings who need to cling to something to survive. They worship whoever is stronger than them. Since they are already in hell, they worship the king of hell. They have no soul and no bones.”
Mo Gui turned around blankly, as if meeting her for the first time, "Aren't you scared?"
Knowing that the person in front of them was the Supreme God, no one present was not afraid. Zhou Yiming even took several steps back, hoping that the Supreme God would not notice him. Nanmen Jue's defense was also raised to the extreme, his body as tense as a taut bowstring.
Surprisingly, only this girl looked at the main god and no one else. She wore a fluffy white princess dress and held her chin high, like a little swan that didn't conform to the world.
“What’s the use of being afraid?” Yu Wanyan said. “If the opponent is a god, it doesn’t matter if we can’t beat him. Since it doesn’t matter, then it doesn’t matter.”
"...I think there's something wrong with your logic, but I can't quite put my finger on it," Mo Gui said. "You're just a pure 'worshipper of the strong'! Is losing a fight more terrifying than death?"
Yu Wanyan rolled her eyes at him, then turned to look at the center of the confrontation.
Nanmenjue stood alone before the main god, just as she had observed in the past when facing any danger.
In the past, she stood opposite Nanmen Jue, but this time, she became the one being protected behind Nanmen Jue.
She gave a dreamy smile. "I wouldn't be happy to die by myself, but how wonderful it would be to die with the person I love. It's just that there are too many people. If I kill you all beforehand, can I go on my way with Brother Nanmen?"
The sounds behind her did not affect Nanmen Jue; her expression grew even colder and her eyes sharper than knives.
She wasn't afraid of the God of War killing her, nor was she afraid of dying today, but the only thing she feared, the only thing she cared about...
"Nanmen Jue, is there anything you want to ask?" Huo Wei, the main god, asked.
"Is this a body you've conjured, or one of the natives?" Nanmenjue asked.
The Supreme God was taken aback. "At this point, you still care about this kind of question? You really are... Fine, I'll answer you. This is a body I stole, but you've already killed that body. Now I'm an energy body, and I'm no longer bound by a human body. In a way, I should thank you."
“I didn’t kill him,” Nanmen Jue said sharply. “You killed him. His soul died long before he met me.”
The supreme god watched her silently, his black pupils gradually widening until they reached the entire white of his eyes.
He gazed upon the human before him, as if seeing through the flowing, vibrant flesh and blood to a heart that throbbed with fear.
"Let's put these minor issues aside," He said. "Why don't you dare ask why this raven won't let you kill the judge, Nanmen Jue?"
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Author's Note: After pondering for several days, I feel I've figured some things out, so I'm writing this down to verify them. (Brain spinning.jpg)
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