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"Snapped!"

The exquisite jade cup turned to dust in Lin Xuan's hands.

He abruptly stood up, his face terrifyingly grim. The gentle and refined demeanor he had just exuded vanished instantly, replaced by a suffocating murderous intent.

"What's wrong?" Yunxiao was startled. She had never seen Lin Xuan show such a terrifying expression.

"Di Jun, he's courting death," Lin Xuan squeezed out through gritted teeth.

Just now, the Book of Life and Death in the Underworld suddenly began to shake violently. Countless names that had not yet reached the end of their lifespan instantly turned gray. That was a large-scale outbreak of unnatural deaths.

Moreover, through the tunnel's power, he heard the cries of countless wronged souls before their deaths.

That was despair, that was fear, that was a call to him.

"Thirteenth Brother! Something's happened!"

The door was flung open. Dijiang led the other Ancestral Witches in, their eyes bloodshot and their bodies surging with murderous aura.

"Those horde of birds have gone mad!" Zhu Rong was so angry his hair stood on end. "They're slaughtering our own people! The rabbit tribe that brought us radishes—they've all been killed! They didn't even spare the newborn baby rabbits!"

"I will storm the Heavenly Court! I will tear that old dog Dijun to pieces!" Gonggong roared, the water-splitting blade in his hand humming.

"Calm down!" Lin Xuan shouted.

This sound, imbued with the oppressive power of the underground tunnels, instantly silenced the enraged ancestral witches.

"Charge to the Heavenly Court? What's the use of going now?" Lin Xuan said coldly. "Since they dared to make a move, they must have been prepared long ago. If you rush over now, you'll just fall into their trap."

"What can we do? Are we just going to watch them kill our people?" Qiangliang clenched his fists, his knuckles turning white.

"Of course not." Lin Xuan walked to the window, looking at the blood-red night sky outside. "A blood debt must be repaid in blood. But Di Jun wants to provoke us in this way, to use resentment to forge an array. I'll show him what it means to lift a rock only to drop it on your own foot."

Lin Xuan flipped his hand.

A black brush, its tip gleaming with a faint, cold light, appeared in his hand.

The Supreme Innate Spiritual Treasure - The Judge of Life and Death Pen (Upgraded Version).

Immediately afterwards, a thick ancient book appeared out of thin air.

Book of life and death.

"Sister Houtu," Lin Xuan said, looking at Houtu, "open the gates of the underworld. Heat the oil in the cauldron. Tonight, we're going to receive our guests."

Houtu nodded, her eyes filled with murderous intent: "Understood. The eighteen levels of hell are now empty."

Lin Xuan took a deep breath, picked up his pen, and began to write on the Book of Life and Death.

His movements were swift, his brushstrokes fluid and dynamic.

Through the system's monitoring, he has already identified the names of the tens of thousands of demon generals who are committing murder.

"The wolf clan leader, Kui Mulang, has committed countless murders; his lifespan... is coming to an end."

"Tiger Clan Vanguard, Biao San, who harmed women and children, has reached the end of his lifespan."

"The Eagle Clan..."

Lin Xuan marked each name he wrote with a big red cross.

That red cross, so vivid and bright, looked as if it were written in blood.

at the same time.

Everywhere on the primordial land.

The wolf demon leader, who was enjoying the thrill of killing, had just raised his greatsword, ready to strike down his next target.

Suddenly, he felt a sharp pain in his chest.

The pain felt like my soul was being forcibly pulled from my body by an invisible hand.

"Uh... what... happened..."

His eyes widened, and the knife in his hand clattered to the ground.

Immediately afterwards, his body fell straight down, lifeless.

But it's not over yet.

Just as he fell, a rift suddenly opened in the void. A jet-black chain flew out from it and hooked his soul, which had not yet dissipated.

"No! I am a demon general from Heaven! You cannot arrest me!"

That's the soul-reaping rope of the Black and White Impermanence.

"The Heavenly Court?" A cold laugh echoed from the void. "This is the Underworld! The judges take attendance; if Yama wants you dead at midnight, who dares to keep you alive until dawn? Get out of here!"

"Splash!"

With a snap of the chains, the wolf demon's soul was dragged straight into the gates of hell.

This scene was playing out simultaneously in various parts of the primordial world.

Tens of thousands of demon generals who were committing murder, regardless of their cultivation level or where they were, died suddenly and without warning at the same time.

Some were drinking and celebrating when their heads suddenly tilted to the side and they died.

Some were chasing after deserters, and they collapsed while running.

Some were even reporting their battle results to Kunpeng when they died before they could finish speaking.

panic.

Extreme panic spread among the demon army.

"What happened?! How did the commander die?!"

"A ghost! A ghost!"

"Don't kill me! I was just following orders!"

The once ferocious demon army instantly descended into chaos. Watching their comrades fall one by one inexplicably, the fear of the unknown was even more terrifying than facing the Ancestral Witches.

The Heavenly Court, the Lingxiao Palace.

Kunpeng was looking at a command flag in his hand, which was the life token that controlled the demon army.

"Snap! Snap! Snap!"

Those rows of life tablets shattered like dominoes, crackling and popping.

In the blink of an eye, it shattered into pieces.

Kunpeng was dumbfounded.

Di Jun was also dumbfounded.

"What...what happened?!" Di Jun rushed down, grabbing a handful of shattered life tablets. "Who did this?! Who did this?!"

There were no magical fluctuations, and no enemy attacks.

Tens of thousands of elite soldiers died silently like that?

Is this place haunted?!

Just then, a cold voice, seemingly transcending time and space, resounded directly within the Lingxiao Palace.

"Di Jun, this is just interest."

"I'll put your life on my tab. Wash your neck clean and wait."

That was Lin Xuan's voice.

Di Jun trembled, and the powder from his life tablet scattered all over the ground.

He suddenly felt a chill from the depths of his soul.

Book of Life and Death...

That's the legendary Book of Life and Death, which controls life and death!

Lin Xuan was actually able to erase a demon general's lifespan from billions of miles away?!

"A madman...he's a madman..." Di Jun slumped to the ground, his eyes filled with genuine fear for the first time.

If Lin Xuan can kill these demon generals, then could he also... kill him?

No! Impossible! I am a quasi-saint! The Book of Life and Death has no jurisdiction over me!

However... the feeling that someone could cross him off his back at any moment completely broke the Heavenly Emperor.

Meanwhile, inside the Pangu Palace.

Lin Xuan put down his pen, his face somewhat pale.

Changing the lifespan of tens of thousands of demons burdened with heavy karma at once also took a toll on him.

Yunxiao stood to the side, watching the man who had just been chatting and laughing with her, and in the blink of an eye sentenced tens of thousands of lives to death.

She didn't find it cruel.

On the contrary, I feel...

This man's domineering presence is terrifying.

"Is this...your path?" Yunxiao asked softly.

"No." Lin Xuan wiped the sweat from his forehead, turned his head, and revealed a tired but determined smile. "This is my rule."

"Anyone who messes with me should be prepared to go to hell."