Chapter 168 Night Candle Rules 46 "Long time no see, Nanmen Yu."...
Why don't you ask? Are you afraid?
His calm demeanor and tone were like a devil's temptation, waiting to strike at the heart of the prey once the bait was taken.
Nanmen Jue's breathing became heavy for a moment, but she quickly regained her composure. If one were not perceptive and had not been observing her closely, one would not have noticed her momentary loss of composure.
"Xiaojue."
Ying Yao's hoarse voice sounded from behind, carrying a deep sense of suppression and a hint of fear.
Even Ying Yao, who remained unmoved by the eight winds, finally showed signs of fear, indicating that their thinking had led to the same guess.
It's unacceptable, unbelievable, and makes you want to scream, go crazy, and shout that it's impossible.
Why not let Nanmen Jue kill the judge?
The raven now looked extremely weak, clearly at a disadvantage in the struggle against the chief god, and was being tormented to the point of exhaustion. Even in this state, it still rushed out and stopped Nanmen Jue from killing the judge.
Why? Why else could it be?
In this world, only two people call her Xiao Jue. One is right behind her, calling her name in a fearful voice. The other is the reason they met, the destination they were searching for, and the person she believed she would give her life for.
It was her older sister, Nanmen Yu.
Nanmen Jue was surprised that she hadn't broken down yet. Her brain analyzed the result, but she didn't seem to realize what it meant. Another feeling forcefully suppressed the impending collapse.
There are still many people here. She is the only one who has dealt with these "gods," and she wants to help more people survive.
So she stood still, without breaking down, without tears, and without even a superfluous expression.
The feeling surged up in waves, as if she had returned to a previous world, entering the silent deep sea to find the spore mother. The seawater was dark and silent, enveloping her everywhere, but back then she could still breathe.
"This reaction is not what I expected." The Supreme God stared at Nanmen Jue with his eyes that had no whites.
"I'm sorry to disappoint you." Nanmen Jue's voice was colder than ever before.
The crow suddenly spoke up: "I didn't tell Him."
Nanmen Jue lowered his gaze, and the crow opened its eyes, its black bean-like eyes filled with sorrow and apology. "I'm sorry..."
"Since you didn't say it, what do you have to apologize for?" Nanmen Jue's face felt numb, as if thousands of insects were gnawing at it. She twitched her fingers, wanting to slap herself, but then clenched them into fists.
The main god turned around and glanced at Zhang Jin.
Zhang Jin immediately knelt on one knee, trembling with fear, "My lord, I absolutely did not lie to you. Nanmen Yu is definitely Nanmen Jue's biological sister, his only family."
If the crowd didn't understand before, now that Zhang Jin is kneeling before the God, who can't see that he's in cahoots with the God?
The entire audience erupted in uproar. The astonished reincarnators, disregarding the fact that they were in the presence of the Supreme God, began to murmur amongst themselves.
"Zhang Jin is actually a lackey of the Supreme God!"
"How can you call him a lackey? The Supreme God is a god, and Chairman Zhang Jin is just a...believer of the Supreme God!"
How can one become a believer in God?
"Does becoming a follower of the Supreme God make one the strongest reincarnator?"
"I also want to become a believer in the Lord God! May the Lord God bless me!"
"Are you all crazy? God dragged us into this kind of world, and you still see Him as our savior?"
"Who cares! As long as I can gain great power, what difference does it make which god I believe in?"
Unexpectedly, the atmosphere became lively, with all the reincarnators surging forward. The natives stood there dumbfounded, and the attitudes of the two sides were immediately apparent, even without looking at the names above their heads.
The Supreme God frowned, but without making any move, all those who rushed forward fell to the ground as if they had crashed into an invisible wall.
Ying Yao suddenly came to his senses and tried to ram forward, but as expected, he was also blocked outside.
He slammed his fist against the wall, his eyes instantly turning bloodshot.
"Xiaojue."
He stared intently at the exceptionally thin figure within the encirclement, and murmured in despair.
At this point, only Nanmen Jue, Crow, the Main God, and Zhang Jin remained in the isolation zone.
The two gods who have been secretly vying for power, along with their respective contractors, finally engage in a fateful confrontation.
The main god did not allow Zhang Jin to get up, so Zhang Jin remained kneeling on the ground, his eyes lowered, filled with mockery and a hint of fear.
These idiots, do they really think being a contractor of a god is a good thing? Nobody knows what he's been through, or what he's sacrificed to gain power and status.
What kind of good god could pull perfectly healthy people into a cruel cycle of reincarnation? No, what kind of god could use such a doomsday cycle of reincarnation? Even if they were a god, they would be an evil god. Making a deal with an evil god is...
Thinking about it, Zhang Jin suddenly paused.
He raised his head and stared intently at the raven in the bosom of the supreme god.
He recalled the scenes of Nanmen Jue and the crow spending time together.
Everyone thought the crow was Nanmen Jue's special prop, which shows that the crow had no airs of a god in front of Nanmen Jue. Their relationship was warm and peaceful. Zhang Jin had seen the crow fight desperately for Nanmen Jue, and he had also seen Nanmen Jue worry about the crow. They... were equals.
They might even be friends.
So, making a deal with the gods doesn't require groveling and selling your soul?
"Of course, you are my most loyal servant, and I never doubt you." The voice of the supreme deity seemed to come from a great distance. "But it seems we have all overestimated Nanmen Jue's affection for his sister, haven't we?"
Zhang Jin glanced at the back of the Supreme God, then coldly lowered his head. "Yes, my respected Lord."
Yes, he is a servant of God.
He certainly wouldn't doubt him; his soul was still in His hands. He would only punish him for his poor performance.
However, with the two beings that the Supreme God is eager to kill and torment right in front of him, He cannot attend to him for the time being.
Zhang Jin slightly raised his eyes and glanced at Nanmen Jue.
When Nanmen Jue met his gaze, he felt that deep within his cold eyes, he could glimpse a trace of insignificant... sympathy?
Standing on the opposite side of a god, being killed by Him with all His might—no one but Zhang Jin could understand that feeling.
Nanmen Jue thought she was hallucinating, and at that moment she didn't have time to consider Zhang Jin's abnormality.
The chief god said, "Let the judge come down and let the brother and sister meet."
Nanmenjue's breathing stopped.
She watched as Zhang Jin respectfully rose, seemingly giving an order in his mind, and stood high on the scales. The judge's figure, which had been forgotten by everyone, disappeared and appeared in front of Nanmen Jue in the blink of an eye.
Nanmen Jue exerted a great deal of effort, staring expressionlessly at the yin-yang mask.
"The Yin and Yang side, judging Yin and Yang. You two siblings both love to meddle in other people's business, so it's perfect for her to be the judge." The chief god said with a smile, "What are you waiting for? You've gone to so much trouble to find your sister, and now she's right in front of you. Go and see her."
Nanmen Jue pulled his gaze away from the yin-yang mask and looked directly at the main god.
"Why?" she asked.
The Supreme God raised an eyebrow. "What? Why?"
"I hadn't reached an agreement with Xiao Nuo at that time, so why did I kill her?"
Upon hearing this question, the main god paused for several seconds, and Zhang Jin also glanced at her.
Then the main god chuckled: "Nanmen Jue, I thought you had grown up, but you're still that naive child."
"Why did you kill her? Zhang Jin, you answer him."
Zhang Jin stared at Nanmen Jue expressionlessly and said, "She's very useful."
Four simple words, nothing special, and just like that, a person's life or death was decided.
It determined the life or death of her only relative.
Nanmen Jue slowly lowered his head, his shoulders shrugging.
The chief god paused, startled. "Nanmen Jue, are you crying?"
He suddenly became excited, and stepped closer to Nanmen Jue, "So you've finally cried? I've been waiting and watching, seeing when you would cry, and what you would look like when you cried. Have you finally cried now? Poor thing, lift your head and let me see..."
His expression froze on the upward curve of his lips.
Zhang Jin's pupils contracted, revealing an incredulous astonishment, and those who saw this scene outside the wall also gasped in surprise.
Nanmen Jue's hand pierced through the main god's chest. In her hand she held the renowned white bone knife, which was spotless, without a single drop of blood.
How dare she attack the Supreme God?!
That's a god! A god who created the entire cycle of reincarnation, whose will determines life and death!
Humans are no better than mayflies and ants to God, so how dare she? How did she overcome that oppressive aura that threatened to crush her bones and attack Him?
The chief deity twitched his brow slightly and stepped back.
Nanmen Jue didn't move, watching his arm gradually emerge from the body of the main god, and he swallowed the blood that surged into his throat.
Her arm hurt so much that it was almost numb. She couldn't pinpoint the exact location of the pain. Perhaps the bones in her arm had developed tiny cracks, and if she moved, they would shatter into dust.
Nanmen Jue was just smiling.
In the deathly silence, she burst into laughter.
With an expressionless face, the Supreme God stared at Nanmen Jue with his dark eyes and coldly asked, "What are you laughing at?"
No blood flowed from the hole in His chest; countless tiny fleshy buds wriggled rapidly, filling the hole.
Everyone who witnessed this scene was struck dumb. Whether they were reincarnators or natives, regardless of their level, they all stared at the writhing fleshy buds as if they had lost their minds, feeling their souls vibrate and howl. The fleshy buds seemed to have grown into their souls, causing them to itch, feel pleasure, and crave... They began to bang their heads against the wall again, making loud thumping sounds.
Even Zhang Jin was momentarily stunned, but he quickly came to his senses and immediately lowered his eyes, not daring to look anymore.
He glanced at Nanmen Jue out of the corner of his eye and found that she was completely unaffected. She stood in front of the frenzied crowd like a crane detached from the world.
Did that crow even offer her "protection"?
Nanmen Jue smiled, her expression utterly sarcastic and chilling. Without uttering a word, she walked straight to the motionless judge, deftly flipping the white bone knife in her hand and slicing upwards.
The mask shattered with a crack and fell from the judge's face.
Beneath that hood, the face that Nanmen Jue had been longing for was revealed.
Gone was the indifference and weariness, gone was the anger and disappointment. She stared quietly at Nanmen Jue, like a puppet waiting for instructions, even more rigid than Yu Wanyan's puppets.
"Long time no see," Nanmen Jue said softly. "Nanmen Yu."
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