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"What?! The Judge is going to slay the dragon in public?!"

The news instantly went viral, causing an even bigger sensation than when the dragon appeared!

In this day and age, slaying a monster is no longer news; people have long since become accustomed to it and take it for granted.

Slaying a dragon? That would be the first time since the beginning of time!

Even if it's just a dragon, it's still a dragon, enough to shock the world and attract everyone's attention!

"Slaying a dragon beside the Meng River? Holy crap! This is a once-in-a-millennium spectacle; if you miss it, you'll have to wait a lifetime!"

"Awesome! Centuries from now, when future generations talk about this day, it will be a legend recorded in history!"

"I'm so upset! I'm not in Star Sand City and can't be there in person. Please, brothers on the front lines, do a live stream!"

"The guys in Star Sand City are having a blast! Take a good look for me, and it would be best to film some high-definition videos!"

"Stop talking about some strange sight! All I know is that the evil dragon has been slain, and the victims of the Chayou County tragedy can finally rest in peace!"

"The Underworld is mighty! The Judge is awesome! He rid the people of this scourge, well done!"

The news of slaying the dragon spread like wildfire, sweeping the globe and attracting the attention of countless people.

If it weren't for the tight schedule and long distance, people all over the world would probably be rushing to Xingsha City just to witness this historic moment.

Before evening even arrived, the people of Xingsha City were already unable to contain themselves and set off for Mengjiang.

The Mengjiang Riverbank was an open area, and in just half an hour, hundreds of thousands of people flocked there, crowding the entire riverbank so tightly that there wasn't even a gap.

Fearing an unexpected incident, the authorities immediately deployed a large number of police officers, setting up multiple layers of defenses and standing by to maintain order at the scene.

Those who arrived late immediately lost their temper and began to curse incessantly.

People are packed together, shoulder to shoulder, chest to back. Even if you manage to squeeze to the front, you might not get a single glance. It's just a miserable experience.

Some people even had wild ideas, running to a distant hill, setting up binoculars, and trying to observe the subtle movements of the dragon-slaying beast.

But most people were wise enough to turn around and go home, sit in front of the TV, and wait to watch the live broadcast, where they could see it more clearly.

The scene was incredibly lively, with countless people holding up their phones and cameras to take pictures.

Reporters from major media outlets were extremely excited, setting up their cameras and microphones, ready to film from all angles, afraid of missing any breaking news.

The hundred-zhang-long evil dragon had already been carried to the shore. Its long tail was soaking in the Mengjiang River, and its huge body lay horizontally on the bank, blocking out the sky and the sun, its imposing presence terrifying.

Although it was suppressed and unable to move, its ferocity remained undiminished. Its blood-red vertical pupils stared intently at the crowd, and a crazy killing intent swept over them.

A few braver individuals tried to make eye contact with it, but were so frightened that their legs went weak and they collapsed to the ground, trembling all over.

Some of the more timid ones were so frightened by that look that they fainted and were carried away on the spot.

"Holy crap! That look is terrifying! It's like it could steal your soul!"

"That vicious dragon is too ferocious! I only glanced at it, and I was drenched in cold sweat, like I'd been pulled out of the water!"

"Nonsense! If it weren't ferocious, could it have slaughtered over a hundred thousand people in Chayou County in one fell swoop? Would it have ended up like this today?"

The crowd was so frightened that they dared not look directly into the dragon's eyes again. They instinctively took hundreds of steps back to create distance, in case the evil dragon suddenly attacked and the people in the front row would be the first to suffer!

The further away you are, the safer you are. Better safe than sorry.

Online, countless people watched the scene through the live stream. Even through the screen, they could feel the overwhelming ferocity emanating from the evil dragon, making their scalps tingle and their spines turn cold.

"My God! This evil dragon is terrifying! If it weren't for the presence of the Underworld, who could subdue it?"

Countless people secretly rejoiced, thankful that the underworld was there to protect them, and thankful that the judge had intervened; otherwise, the world would probably have suffered another great calamity.

"What a pity..."

Some scientists sighed inwardly, "If we could capture such a powerful dragon for experiments, we might make a major breakthrough. It's such a waste of such a good experimental subject."

The story of the judge slaying the dragon has dominated all media platforms, maintaining a high level of popularity.

Every second, a massive number of comments flood the screen, with discussions, praises, and excitement rising and falling in waves, never ceasing.

Seeing the persistently high level of attention, the monks of Honglun Temple looked extremely grim.

"Damn it! I never thought that in the end, it would only help the underworld increase its reputation and raise its value!" Zhi Chen gritted his teeth, his eyes filled with resentment and bitterness.

He originally intended to use the evil dragon to cause trouble for the underworld, vent his pent-up anger, and incidentally suppress the arrogance of the underworld.

Unexpectedly, the Dragon King was so easily defeated. He was suppressed by the underworld in just a few days and was even beheaded in public!

At this time, the reputation of the Underworld was not suppressed, but instead became more deeply rooted in people's hearts and resounded throughout the world. Invisibly, he became a stepping stone for the Underworld to establish its prestige!

"Junior brother, when you did this, did you leave any flaws?"

Zhihong remained silent for a long time before suddenly asking a question, his tone full of worry.

Now that the underworld's power is established, its foundation is solid, and its momentum is strong, offending such an existence is by no means a wise move. If things go wrong, the entire Honglun Temple will be dragged down and doomed forever.

"Absolutely not!"

Zhi Chen shook his head sharply, carefully recalling his actions, and said with certainty, "I only gave that stupid dragon a cultivation technique, and didn't say a word more than that. I shouldn't have left any loopholes!"

"Even if the underworld senses something is wrong, so what?"

Zhi Chen sneered, "Without evidence, what right do they have to cause trouble for my Honglun Temple? What right do they have to question me?"

He repeatedly reviewed his actions, from beginning to end, they were flawless, without any flaws, and he had no need to worry about being found out by the underworld.

"That's good."

Zhihong nodded, breathed a slight sigh of relief, and his expression softened a bit.

But for some reason, he felt a vague unease in his heart, and an ominous premonition surged into his mind like a tide, refusing to dissipate.

As the two were lost in their own thoughts and talking in hushed tones, evening finally arrived as expected.

A sudden, biting wind swept across the entire Mengjiang River bank, howling and making people shiver.

Everyone instinctively closed their eyes to ward off the sudden gust of cold wind.

When they opened their eyes again, they found themselves transported a hundred paces away by an invisible force.

The area where the dragon was located was now completely empty, clean and deserted.

Immediately afterwards, hundreds of black-clad, menacing soldiers, dressed in perfect unison, quickly surrounded the dragon, forming a circle around it, their auras fully unleashed, their vigilance extremely tight.

Zhong Jiu, dressed in the official robes of a judge of the underworld, stood tall and had a cold and stern face. He walked step by step to the side of the dragon, exuding a dignified and righteous aura and overwhelming power.

Behind him, Wen Tianxiang and other officials of the City God's Palace stood in neat rows, their expressions solemn and their imposing presence displaying the majesty of the underworld.

Upon seeing Zhong Jiu, the evil dragon showed no fear whatsoever. Instead, it seemed as if it had seen an irreconcilable enemy, letting out a low and violent roar, its voice hoarse and filled with hatred.

It was suppressed to the point of being unable to move, unable to even struggle, yet it could still let out such a ferocious roar, which showed how intense and deep-seated its hatred was!

Zhong Jiu looked at it, his face showing no anger. Instead, he sighed softly and said in a calm tone, "You're a pitiful creature. Before you died, you couldn't regain your senses and lost your true self. You were transformed from a dragon into a beast that only knows how to kill."

He knew in his heart that although the former Dragon Lord Mengjiang was not exactly a benevolent person, he simply monopolized Mengjiang, recruited aquatic creatures, and quietly secluded himself for cultivation.

By any measure, he doesn't seem destined for a short life.

It's unclear what happened to it that caused such a drastic change in its personality, leading it to commit such a terrible crime and ultimately ruining its promising future.

Although the dragon was evil, Zhong Jiu couldn't help but feel a little pity for it as it was about to die.

"Although you are not a true dragon, you are still half a dragon."

Zhong Jiu's tone was deep and resolute, his voice firm and unwavering: "Today I will execute you, but considering the difficulty of your cultivation, I will grant you a dignified death. Go to the Execution Platform!"

As soon as he finished speaking, hundreds of soul messengers responded in unison, carrying a huge platform and marching over in a grand and imposing manner.

This Dragon-Slaying Platform is three zhang high, one hundred zhang long, and fifty zhang wide. Its imposing presence is enough to accommodate the enormous body of this hundred-zhang evil dragon.

On the high platform, a giant steel blade stands tall.

The blade gleamed with a cold light, incredibly sharp, radiating a chilling aura even in the dim light of dusk, inspiring fear and dread.