Chapter 1415: Han Meng's Judgment

Han Meng's Judgment

Along with the sound of Han Meng's voice, the area beneath his feet continuously rose higher within the Judgment Court. The black Enforcer windbreaker fluttered without wind, looking like the ultimate judge ruling over the truth of this domain.

At the same time, the defendant's seat rose up in front of Teacher Ye.

Endless chains bound Teacher Ye's figure. He knelt on the defendant's seat, the scene before his eyes gradually overlapping with the judgment from over three hundred years ago in his memory. In a daze, he seemed to see once again that version of himself furiously denouncing Chu Changqing and the Nine Great Bases from the defendant's seat...

But this time, Teacher Ye was very quiet.

He knelt there quietly, his head lowered, like a despairing penitent awaiting the judgment of death.

"...It should have been this way long ago." Teacher Ye smiled bitterly.

Little Chu, ah, Little Chu...

If your heart had been a bit harder back then, directly executing me in the courtroom... how good would that have been?

"Shanghai City, second son of Ye Jianguo and Han Xuewen, Leader of the Integration Faction... Ye Mu."

Along with the activation of the Grand Sin Judgment, Han Meng's pupils were dyed with a trace of dark red. Those eyes that seemed able to see through everything gazed fixedly at the figure kneeling on the defendant's seat... A low voice, like an unquestionable divine oracle, echoed above the Judgment Court.

At this moment, sin and punishment intertwined in Han Meng's pupils. Those past events surged into his mind, slowly placed upon the scales of "justice."

Unsure of what he saw, he was somewhat distracted for a time...

The last time this kind of wavering appeared was when judging Chen Ling in the Wuji Domain.

When good and evil coexisted in chaos, black and white were like frantically spinning yin and yang fishes, me in you, and you in me. It had long been impossible to distinguish and measure them using conventional methods... But Han Meng didn't make a casual decision. The scales of justice in his heart continuously rose and fell amidst creaking sounds, meticulously weighing every inch of the weight of human nature.

Ultimately, he seemed to have made a decision.

Holding the hammer in one hand, he slowly raised the gun muzzle with the other...

On the defendant's seat, Teacher Ye took a deep breath, quietly closed his eyes, and awaited the descent of death.

In the next moment, Han Meng's calm and firm voice rang out above the Judgment Court:

"Ye Mu, Not Guilty."

Teacher Ye was stunned.

As if doubting he had misheard, he abruptly raised his head, looking in confusion at Han Meng above the court...

And at the same time, Han Meng's pitch-black gun muzzle had already swept past Teacher Ye kneeling on the defendant's seat, aiming straight at the nothingness above Teacher Ye!

Over there,

A blurry Thought Storm was sketched out within the Judgment Court!

"Thought Calamity, your sins deserve ten thousand deaths!!!" Light exploded in Han Meng's eyes. Standing straight and tall, he pulled the trigger at the Thought Calamity without the slightest fear!

BANG——!!!

The instant Han Meng pulled the trigger, the Judgment Court let out an ear-shattering roar. Endless blinding lightning shot out from behind Han Meng, seemingly converging into a spear of justice capable of piercing through everything, whistling towards the Thought Storm above Teacher Ye!

Berserk lightning exploded above the Judgment Court. A scorching and dazzling deep blue sun glared furiously like the Eye of Justice!

BOOM——!!!

The surging air waves swept across every corner of the court, blowing Han Meng's Enforcer windbreaker until it fluttered loudly!

Teacher Ye looked at this scene in disbelief, seemingly not understanding why Han Meng would give up on judging him... He slowly raised his head to look at the sky. That exploding Eye of Lightning began to slowly drift apart and dissipate...

A blurry Thought Storm still surged unharmed above Teacher Ye.

Hollow eyes opened from within the storm.

The Thought Calamity's gaze seemed to use this storm as a medium to directly stare at Han Meng within the Judgment Court. Faintly, a laughter full of mockery echoed in the sky above.

Just with you...

You also vainly wish to judge me?

Although the current Han Meng was the Pathway Chief of Judgment, he was still only at the Seventh-Tier. Even if he had the heart to judge the Thought Calamity, leaving aside whether his attack could hit the Thought Calamity that had no physical body, even if it hit, it fundamentally wouldn't cause much damage.

Han Meng actually knew this point, but he still firmly chose to judge the Thought Calamity...

Being unable to do it, and whether to do it or not, were two different things.

If he didn't do it, justice would have no peace.

"I indeed cannot judge you." Han Meng spoke coldly,

"But in this world, there will always be someone who can do it... Justice will not be absent."

Within the storm, the Thought Calamity's mocking and arrogant laughter grew increasingly clear. It casually swept a glance at Han Meng. A Thought Storm invisible to the naked eye, carrying a terrifying oppressive aura, smashed toward Han Meng's body!

That was a strike across space from a World-Ending Calamity!

"NO!!!"

On the defendant's seat, Teacher Ye's pupils instantly widened. An identical Thought Storm exploded from the bottom of his heart, forcefully smashing into the Thought Calamity's attack, deviating its trajectory slightly, and sweeping past almost brushing Han Meng's body!

That gaze from the World-Ending Calamity immediately fell back onto Teacher Ye, seemingly carrying a hint of anger.

Right at this moment, Teacher Ye seemed to have realized something.

Without hesitation, he pulled out the final two potions tucked in his chest pocket. Viciously stabbing them into his chest left and right, he injected all the potions into his body...

"Pfff——!!!"

Teacher Ye violently spat out a mouthful of fresh blood. At the same time, blood also trickled out from his eyes, nose, and ears. Even his capillaries exploded in large patches, dyeing his skin a layer of blood-red.

"Spirit and flesh are closely linked..."

"Normally you can casually control my thoughts. But when I overdraw my physical body and forcefully raise my spiritual tier, even you cannot easily control me, who possesses the same abilities as you!"

Teacher Ye's vitality rapidly collapsed. Having transformed into a bloody man, he stared fixedly at that storm, speaking hoarsely,

"I have been acting as your marionette for my entire life..."

"For these final ten minutes, I will live for myself."

With three times the dose of potion injected into his body, Teacher Ye's spirit expanded rapidly. He could clearly sense a thought attempting to interfere with his brain. But possessing the Thought Storm as well, he had already turned his brain into a battlefield, fighting to the death against the power of the Thought Calamity!

Teacher Ye's abilities originated from the Thought Calamity. Even if he bet his life, he couldn't defeat the Thought Calamity... Right now, the only thing he could do was guard his final true self.

Teacher Ye waved his bloody palm, and a Thought Storm swept out. The surrounding Judgment Court was forcefully suppressed back into nothingness!

In the devastated laboratory,

Dragging his blood-covered body, Teacher Ye staggered toward Han Meng.

Han Meng frowned as he looked at him. After a long while, he spoke in a deep voice:

"...You are about to die."

"I should have died a long time ago." Teacher Ye laughed bitterly. "In the end, I want to ask Chief Han Meng for a favor..."

"Speak."

"Lend me your gun."

Han Meng's gaze fell on the gun in his own hand. "This gun can exert its power because it has the enhancement of [Judgment]. Without me, it is just an ordinary handgun."