Chapter 1327

This person must not be left alive!

Otherwise, he will surely become a grave threat to the Afterlife Palace!

Killer intent flared in his eyes, he held nothing back, slamming his hands together to form seals as his moon‑white robe billowed windlessly; a stream of reincarnation power far purer and vaster than that of the black‑robed judges surged skyward!

"Judge's Brush, decide life and death! Reincarnation Seal, suppress heaven and earth!"

He unleashed his natal magic treasure—a jade‑like judge's brush whose tip flickered with a chilling, stern light—and a palm‑sized black seal engraved with the characters 'Afterlife'.

The brush danced like dragons and snakes, etching in the void! A huge 'Death' character, emanating endless authority and judgmental intent, instantly formed, carrying soul‑hooking, life‑and‑death‑determining power, pressing down on Yan Buji! At the same time, the black seal expanded in the wind, growing to mountain size, the 'Afterlife' characters at its base blazing with light, resonating with the surrounding netherworld laws to form a tremendous suppressive domain meant to seal Yan Buji and this very space!

Bai Chen's first move was a hidden ace art, its power far surpassing the combined might of the four previous judges!

Facing an attack capable of subduing an ordinary celestial venerable, Yan Buji finally got serious.

He no longer relied solely on the autonomous defense of his chaos death qi; instead, he slowly raised his right hand. In his palm, gray‑gold chaos force rapidly condensed, the thread of azure light and specks of dark gold swirling incessantly, ultimately forming a diminished, constantly birthing‑and‑dying, rotating chaos seal phantom! The shape of this seal vaguely resembled the ancient god relic he had devoured, but was more restrained and far more terrifying.

"Your reincarnation cannot decide my life and death!"

"Your afterlife cannot suppress my heaven and earth!"

"Today, let you see what a true chaos prison is!"

He lifted the chaos seal phantom and, with a light press, met the incoming 'Death' character and black seal.

There was no earth‑shaking explosion, only a deep, muffled roar as if two worlds collided and the very foundations of law groaned.

The 'Death' character Bai Chen had written with all his strength, upon contacting the chaos seal phantom, instantly met its nemesis: its judgmental intent shattered, its soul‑hook power annihilated, the strokes crumbling bit by bit into pure soul energy sucked into the chaos seal.

And that mountain‑sized black afterlife seal was directly struck by the chaos seal phantom, sent flying back, its light flickering wildly and even a fine crack appearing! Bai Chen, whose mind was linked to it, reeled as if struck hard, his face paling as he spat a mouthful of soul‑blood, his aura instantly wilting.

Crushed! Absolute crushing!

After merging the ancient god's legacy and stepping into the Chaos Celestial Venerable realm, Yan Buji's strength now surpassed that of elite Afterlife Palace investigators like Bai Chen!

"Senior Investigator!" The four black‑robed judges were horrified, wanting to rush forward to help.

"You can barely protect yourself, yet you dare to be distracted?"

Yan Buji's icy voice seemed to ring in their ears. Without moving his body, merely a thought shifted, and four strands of condensed, substance‑like gray‑gold sword qi split from the chaos domain, piercing space to appear instantly before the four judges!

"Pfft! Pfft! Pfft! Pfft!"

Four soft pops sounded almost simultaneously. The black‑robed judges' protective soul light, as fragile as paper, was pierced; a tiny hole appeared simultaneously at each brow, their eyes instantly dimmed, and their souls, like eroding sandcastles, began to slowly dissipate—their very soul cores had been instantly slain!

In the blink of an eye, only Bai Chen remained on the field, gravely injured, his face filled with disbelief and despair.

Yan Buji took a step, appearing before Bai Chen as if by teleportation, looking down at him with an indifferent gaze, as if observing an ant.

"Now we can settle the score." Yan Buji reached out, his chaos death qi forming an invisible giant hand that seized Bai Chen's soul throat and lifted him, saying, "Tell me all of the Afterlife Palace's plans against me, and the secret deep within the Reincarnation Well."

Bai Chen's soul trembled, feeling the terrifying power within the chaos death qi that could utterly grind him to dust; fear finally showed on his face. Yet, proud as an Afterlife Palace investigator and fearful of the palace's rules, he clenched his teeth and refused to speak.

"You won't talk?" Yan Buji's eyes turned cold. "Then I'll search your soul."

Gray‑gold light flickered at his fingertips, about to forcibly invade Bai Chen's soul memories.

"Stop!"

At that very moment, a solemn, mighty shout, as if emanating from the source of reincarnation itself, thundered like a heavenly clap and exploded in this space!

Immediately after, a golden edict composed of countless reincarnation runes tore across the sky, ripping the mist above the Oblivion Marsh, bearing supreme authority and irresistible force as it pressed down on Yan Buji's head; upon the edict blazed a gigantic 'Order' character, its light vast, as if embodying the will of the entire netherworld reincarnation order.

The high echelons of the Afterlife Palace were finally stirred, striking from afar!

This edict's power far surpassed Bai Chen's afterlife seal, already reaching the level of a Netherworld Ghost Emperor (equivalent to a celestial sage of the outer world)!

Yan Buji's expression shifted slightly as he sensed the immense threat. Without hesitation, he abandoned the soul search, pouring all the condensed chaos force in his hand into the chaos seal phantom above his head, instantly solidifying it several degrees and boldly meeting the golden edict!

"Boom!!!!"

This collision truly meant heaven‑rending and earth‑splitting! Vast areas of the Oblivion Marsh turned to dust under the law's ripples, the entrance to the Soul‑Sink Abyss twisted violently, as if on the verge of total collapse!

The chaos seal phantom and the golden edict simultaneously burst with blinding light, holding for a few moments before both shattered, turning into a raging energy storm that swept the heavens!

Yan Buji staggered half a step back, his qi and blood slightly surging. While the golden edict did not fully dissipate after shattering, its remnant force swept up the wounded Bai Chen, instantly tore open space, and vanished.

In place, only the final echo of that solemn voice remained:

"Yan Buji… you have stolen the ancient god's legacy, slaughtered the Afterlife Palace's judges… this grudge, the Afterlife Palace has recorded! Though the netherworld is vast, there is no place left for you to drive even a nail!"

The energy storm gradually subsided; Yan Buji stood alone in the void, gazing toward the direction Bai Chen had been taken, his eyes icy as an ancient abyss.

He did not give chase; having just exchanged blows across space, he had felt the opponent's might—far beyond what he could confront head‑on at present.

"Afterlife Palace… Ghost Emperor…" he muttered lowly, not only lacking fear, but the corner of his mouth curled into an even more frenzied, defiant arc.

"A place to drive a nail? I need none of your giving!"

"When my chaos reaches perfection, it will be the time to overturn your reincarnation order!"

He turned, no longer lingering, transforming into a stream of gray‑gold light that fled toward the deeper, more chaotic and dangerous reaches of the netherworld, opposite the Afterlife Palace's sphere of influence.