Chapter 500: Today, I Come for Justice

Lu Yu's chest vortex of devouring suddenly expanded.

At the edge of the tear in the deep black domain, a massive black mass rolled and swirled, trying to chew up the pale hand that had reached in.

But the next second.

Lu Yu furrowed his brows.

It can't be devoured.

That intruding force was too wild.

Too violent.

It had no pattern of rules, no parseable structure, and no conceptual shell that the "Taotie" could dismantle.

It was right there.

Unreasonably hard.

Lu Yu pressed his palm upward; the darkness deep within the domain emitted a grinding, tooth‑gnashing sound, and dozens of devouring chains reached out from all directions, lashing toward the tear.

"Close it for me."

The words fell.

The tear did not close.

Instead, the hand forced it wider apart.

Click.

Click‑click.

A tooth‑aching crackling came from the domain's outer shell.

Lu Yu's pupils contracted to the limit.

It was the first time in his Demon‑Subduing Xingtian that he heard the domain being torn apart by someone else.

It wasn't cracked.

It wasn't bypassed by rules.

It was taken as a broken door and pried open with bare hands.

"What the heck......"

Liang Wen stood outside the passage, and the Black Flame Knife almost slipped from his hand.

He stared at the torn fissure, his Adam's apple bobbed, and he forced the half‑uttered cheesy line back down.

Su Ming leaned against the wall, a vein pulsing at his temple.

The Time Marrow Worm coiled inside his body.

"Not someone from the Investigation Bureau."

Su Ming wiped the blood from his lip.

"Nor from Eden Garden."

Liang Wen gritted his teeth.

"Then who could it be? It can't be a passing well‑meaning citizen, can it?"

The next moment.

The deep black curtain was sliced through its center.

It wasn't a blade.

It was a surge of eerie blue fire mingled with thick Black Water.

Black Water wasn't ordinary water.

It spread along the ground; wherever it flowed, the devouring suction of Lu Yu's domain was forcibly suppressed, the peeled metal shavings on the wall hung suspended, and Ji Bai's disintegrating flesh was pulled back into his body.

Su Xiaoya's resentful spirit, which was about to disperse, was gently supported by the Black Water.

She looked up blankly.

Within that eerie blue flame, someone stepped in.

The youth wore an ordinary black Windcoat.

The hem of the Windcoat was lifted by the cold draft of the Underground Passage, and rainwater ran down his hair to his shoulders.

His left eye was clear, while his right eye was an unfathomable eerie blue.

Those weren't human eyes.

They were something that, after being burned by revenge, resentment, obsession, and lives, had not yet been extinguished.

Beside him, a long‑haired female ghost curled up to his side.

Her white dress was tattered.

Black Water dripped from the tips of her hair.

Her semi‑transparent hand lightly rested on the youth's shoulder; her brows were calm, but her aura suppressed the alarms of the entire experimental chamber.

Quasi‑S level resentment.

Genuine and valuable.

Liang Wen was stunned for two seconds, then forced out a line.

"WTF, a couple‑mode copycat intrusion?"

Su Ming didn't play along.

He stared at the youth, his pupil color darkening.

That person existed in the database.

Lin Fan.

Symbiosis.

The core target of that early revenge case in Jiang Hai City.

It went out of control.

It disappeared.

It was also once listed as a top‑priority containment target.

But later, Weird Domains erupted worldwide; Gospel Church, Fake Person, and S‑Class Anomaly Domain appeared one after another, and the Investigation Bureau could not spare a hand.

Who would have thought a person would appear here.

It even tore open Lu Yu's domain.

Ji Bai fell to the ground, panting heavily.

Air finally flooded his lungs.

The pain that was about to be gnawed clean by darkness receded a bit, but what returned was an even harder‑to‑endure clarity.

He looked up, saw Lin Fan, and also saw the female ghost beside Lin Fan.

Su Xiaoya lay beside him, clutching a torn umbrella cloth, murmuring, "He… is he also here to rescue ghosts?"

Ji Bai gave no answer.

He only looked at Lin Zhi.

Black Water supported Lin Zhi, and the shattered spirit did not continue to disintegrate.

The red‑clothed fragment that had been heading for Lu Yu's chest was swept back by the Blue Flame of the Nether, gently landing in Ji Bai's palm.

Ji Bai's hand trembled once.

It was very light.

Lu Yu stood in the center of the domain, his school uniform still clean.

Only the vortex at his chest was deeper than before, and its edges showed uncontrolled ripples.

He stared at Lin Fan and spoke in a voice no one could hear.

"The future master of Black Water… Lin Fan?"

Lin Fan ignored him.

He first lowered his head to glance at the lingering soul on the ground.

The broken teacup fragments left after A Jie's dissolution.

Meng Wan's broken hairpin.

The half‑sleeve the one‑armed old ghost hadn't managed to retract.

The charred rag doll of Yuan Ying Lili.

And Ji Bai, lying in the pool of blood, exhausting all his strength just to crawl toward Lin Zhi.

The Blue Flame of the Nether in Lin Fan's right eye dimmed a few degrees.

Ling Xinyu pressed against his shoulder, whispering, "They didn't harm anyone."

"Hmm."

Lin Fan replied with a word.

Then, he lifted his gaze.

Those heterochromatic eyes locked onto Lu Yu.

"They mutilate the innocent, even sparing no ghosts who retain their sanity…"

His voice was hoarse, each word seeming to be squeezed out from old wounds.

"Is this the savior the Federation Investigation Bureau poured all its effort into cultivating?"

Su Ming's facial muscles twitched.

He had no way to refute that.

Because the experimental chamber was filled with rows of containment cells, ash remnants, records, and feeding charts.

The evidence needed no human explanation.

It lay there.

It was unbearably ugly.

Lu Yu looked at Lin Fan, fell silent briefly, then suddenly gave a slight smile.

It wasn't happiness.

It was irritation after his plan was interrupted.

"Don't you get tired speaking from a moral high ground?"

Lu Yu raised his hand, and a black vortex spun in his palm.

"I've seen the apocalypse after Weird loss of control. Cities became feeding troughs, humans turned into consumables. You rescue a few Fierce Ghosts who retain sanity today; tomorrow they lose control and devour a street—are you responsible?"

Lin Fan took a step forward.

Black Water pushed forward along.

"I am responsible for what I see."

Lu Yu squinted.

"Immature."

"Stronger than you."

Lin Fan raised his right hand.

The Blue Flame of the Nether danced at his fingertips.

"You preemptively sentence all crimes that haven't happened yet to death. Are you any different from those power‑wielding beasts who killed back then?"

When that sentence fell, Lu Yu's face finally grew solemn.

He hates most when others label him with the word "beast".

He hates even more when someone shackles him with today's notions of good and evil.

Because that would turn all his calculations into a joke.

"There's a big difference."

Lu Yu's devouring vortex at his chest suddenly swelled, and he stepped half a pace forward.

"They kill for personal desire."

"I do it for the endgame."

Lin Fan said coldly: "You dress yourself up as high‑end. To put it plainly, isn't it just to win, treating everyone on the roadside as expendable?"

Liang Wen, listening from outside, felt his teeth ache.

"This mouth is more poisonous than my Abyss."

Su Ming whispered: "Shut up, watch the battle."

Lu Yu said no more idle talk.

A push from his palm.

The deep black vortex slipped from his hand, the Devouring Rule condensed into a constantly contracting black core, the ground along the way vanished silently, even the sealing runes were gnawed into hollows.

It slammed toward Lin Fan's chest.

Fast.

Ruthless.

No fancy moves.

Lin Fan neither dodged nor evaded.

He raised his right hand.

Black Water rose from his feet, forming a thick water curtain.

The Blue Flame of the Nether burned within the water curtain; water and fire coexisted against common sense, intertwining, forcibly holding back that black core.

Sizzle sizzle sizzle.

The Devouring Rule frantically wore down Black Water.

Black Water also continuously polluted the devouring vortex.

The two forces got stuck in midair.

Neither could consume the other.

The floor of the experimental chamber sank in the middle, large sections of the wall peeled off, the remaining researchers behind the protective glass clutched their heads and fled in panic, the slower ones were lifted and thrown out by the aftershock.

Lu Yu finally had caution in his eyes.

Lin Fan's power exceeds Ji Bai's by far.

No.

It cannot be measured by high or low.

Ji Bai is a blade that burns itself as it rushes forward.

Lin Fan is a living person carrying a sea of resentment.

More troublesome is that he is not alone.

Ling Xinyu……the quasi‑S‑Ji resentment of the Suffocating Ghost Girl, code‑named, coexists with Lin Fan, forming a rare dual‑core cycle that far surpasses ordinary quasi‑S‑Ji, even reaching S Ji.

It is said that the original Suffocating Ghost Girl could not reach this level; her strength was only between B Ji and A Ji.

It was after the master of Black Water entered the Weird Domain that he discovered a way to strengthen the Fierce Ghost.

Now the two of them.

One is responsible for bearing.

One is responsible for contaminating.

The glutton can eat many things.

But it cannot digest this mixture laced with "love" and "hate".

Too filthy.

Too sticky.

And still spiky.

The power before them crushes.

Lu Yu coldly said: "Lin Fan, I know you from the files. You also came from being a victim. You should understand, the world is rotten to its core; without a strong medicine, it cannot be saved."

Lin Fan blocked the black core with one hand, the other hand hanging at his side.

"Strong medicine isn't brewed from the innocent."

"Innocent?"

Lu Yu's tone rose.

"The term Fierce Ghost itself is a risk. By protecting them now, you are planting a bomb for future disaster."

Ji Bai suddenly spoke.

"We have rules."

His throat was badly hoarse, yet he still spat out the words.

"The Ferry Port does not harm people."

Lu Yu turned his head to look at him, his eyes filled with coldness.

"Rules? How much are rules worth in the face of chaos?"

Ji Bai, supporting himself on the ground, rose to a half‑kneel.

"More valuable than you."

Su Xiaoya quickly helped him up.

Ji Bai didn't look at Lu Yu anymore, only looked at Lin Fan.

"Save her."

He looked toward Red Sister.

Two words.

Simple to the point of being almost shabby.

Lin Fan turned his face, saw Lin Zhi's spirit body about to dissipate.

Ling Xinyu moved first.

She drifted out from beside Lin Fan, her hair strands spreading in the Black Water, her fingertip touching Lin Zhi's forehead.

Zhun S Ji resentment no longer released outward, but condensed into fine dark-blue lines, stitching Lin Zhi's breaking Weird Core.

Lin Zhi's eyelashes trembled.

Ji Bai's breathing became irregular.

"Don't move recklessly."

Ling Xinyu didn't look at him.

"She's not completely dead yet."

This sentence is more useful than any comfort.

Ji Bai lowered his head, the messy bangs in front of his forehead covering his eye sockets.

Su Xiaoya hugged the umbrella cloth, finally sobbing out broken breaths.

Lin Fan's water curtain still stalemated with Lu Yu's black core.

Lu Yu suddenly withdrew his hand.

The black core recoiled, falling back into the vortex at his chest.

He stared at Ling Xinyu's movements, his fingers slowly clenching.

"You want to snatch food from my experiment."

Lin Fan also withdrew his hand.

Black Water fell to the ground, swirling around his feet.

"Don't speak so disgustingly."

Lu Yu said: "She is a registered Quasi-A Fierce Ghost under the Containment Object numbering, a resource of the Dragon-Rearing Plan."

Lin Fan raised his eyes.

"People are resources too, ghosts are resources too. Next step, will you even package and sell your own relatives?"

This remark was light, but it made Su Ming outside the passage's face grim.

The Dragon-Rearing Plan pushed by Duke Wei indeed has some inhumane aspects.

They all saw it.

But no one stopped.

Because Lu Yu is useful.

Because the divine crisis presses down upon them.

Because the two words "the big picture" are too useful.

So useful it can cover many people's crying.

Lu Yu wasn't angered by this remark.

On the contrary, he recovered that uncomfortable calm.

"I have no relatives."

"No wonder."

Lin Fan's right eye rose with a dark-blue flame.

"No one taught you, others' lives are not your chips."

Lu Yu raised both hands.

The remnants of the Subduing Demon Xing Tian's domain reassembled from all sides.

Darkness formed an incomplete outline of Xing Tian behind him.

Headless.

Wielding an axe.

Chest and abdomen have eyes.

"You want to talk about fairness?"

Lu Yu stepped down, the ground sank.

"Then I'll say one too."

"If you don't feed all your power to the level of being able to slay a god, in eight months, all the ghosts you're protecting and the people you want to save will die."

"So step aside."

"I don't have time to play a justice debate with you."

Lin Fan lowered his eyes.

The Black Water on the ground suddenly fell silent.

Afterwards, dark-blue flames lit up in circles from the water surface.

Ling Xinyu was still stabilizing Lin Zhi's core, her side face pale, her hair tips drifting without wind.

She whispered, "Lin Fan, don't lose."

Lin Fan hummed softly.

A very ordinary response.

Yet it made all the resentment in the experimental cabin converge on him.

Su Ming squinted his eyes.

"Incorrect."

Liang Wen gripped his blade.

"Where is it wrong?"

Su Ming looked at the Black Water beneath Lin Fan's feet.

"His resentment is not being released outward; it's forming a formation."

Before the words finished,

the Blue Flame of the Nether rose from the cracks in the ruins.

The Black Water surged backward.

Lin Fan reached his hand into the water.

Beneath the surface, he grasped some elongated object.

Lu Yu narrowed his eyes.

Ji Bai also looked up.

Lin Fan slowly drew a long sword.

The blade was condensed from resentment, its edge burning with Blue Flame of the Nether, Black Water flowing along the spine, spilling to the ground and then crawling back onto the blade.

It is not a Containment Object.

It is not a Weird organ.

Lin Fan raised the sword, pointing at Lu Yu.

"I was once persecuted."

"Today… I have come for justice."

Lu Yu's Gluttonous Vortex in his chest fully opened.

The domain afterimage lifted a great axe behind him.

Beneath Lin Fan, Black Water covered the experimental cabin.

The blue fire illuminated the ash‑strewn floor and also lit the torn umbrella cloth in Ji Bai's arms.

Outside the passage, Liang Wen muttered under his breath.

"It's over; if we truly fight, my Abyss will probably be churned into chaos."

Su Ming, seeing the killing intent drawing nearer between the two, picked up the Communicator.

"Wei Gong, the situation is escalating."

"Symbiosis Lin Fan enters… for some reason, he has become stronger."

"Lu Yu and Lin Fan, commence battle immediately."