Excessive ferocity due to caution

"This bronze statue..."

Qin Bai stood frozen in place, his body stiff, as if his blood had frozen.

Facing that dark red bronze statue, he felt a fear that came from the depths of his soul!

Just one glance was enough to terrify me!

Especially the marks of chiseling and carving on the bronze statue, as if it had experienced one epic battle after another, leaving behind the scars of war!

If Zhao Yi hadn't still been there, he would have turned and run away!

The black and white bronze statues quickly entered the Mingsong Hall and brought Ji Debing there as well. They unlocked Ji Debing's shackles, and his murky eyes immediately became clear!

Keji's troops were no longer able to resist.

His power has been completely drained by the shackles...

At this moment, Ji Debing knelt on the ground, trembling before the dark red bronze statue.

The entire process was completely silent.

No one spoke.

A bronze figure dressed in a blue robe with red circles brought over a chair and placed it behind Zhao Yi, gesturing for him to sit down with a stiff gesture.

Zhao Yi hesitated for a moment, but still sat down in the chair.

The chair was also forged from bronze.

The coldness accumulated over the years melts away within it.

After he sat down, the dark red bronze statue in the main seat of the Mingsong Hall raised the jade tablet in its hand, its movements strange and stiff.

It didn't speak, and Qin Bai, standing next to Zhao Yi, wasn't even sure whether the dark red bronze statue was alive or dead.

Boom!

The bronze figures on both sides of the Mingsong Hall sensed the imperial edict, and the sticks they held suddenly struck the ground in unison, producing a sound that shook the very soul!

Qin Bai felt the urge to urinate and quickly squeezed his legs together!

Although he was young, he was quite knowledgeable and certainly not timid; otherwise, he wouldn't have participated in the Infernal Trial and followed Zhao Yi deep into this place!

Yet, everything in the Mingsong Hall was so awe-inspiring that it shook his very soul!

After the sound of the stick, a bronze figure took out a scroll and placed it on the table in front of the dark red bronze figure.

"Brother Yizi, I recognize him... that guy looks like Coroner Wang!"

Qin Bai, his face pale, leaned close to Zhao Yi's ear and whispered something.

Zhao Yi gave him a look, signaling him to be quiet at this time.

Qin Bai immediately shut his mouth.

The coroner stared intently at the blank book on the desk, remaining motionless.

It turned the pages one by one.

Ji Debing knelt on the ground, not daring to move.

A mysterious and imposing presence in the hall suppressed him, rendering him completely immobile!

Not long after, Wu Guanwang finished reading the scroll in his hand and opened his mouth to say something.

But the whole process was completely silent, like a silent film.

As soon as the coroner Wang finished speaking, the bronze figure holding the bronze rod immediately came to Ji Debing's side, took out an iron chain with a hook at the tip, and stabbed it hard into Ji Debing's shoulder blade. Amid Ji Debing's shrill screams, the figure dragged Ji Debing away...

Having done all this, the coroner Wang in the hall closed his book, stood up, took his jade tablet, and bowed to Zhao Yi.

This scene left Qin Bai completely dumbfounded.

What the hell!

What's going on?

Could it be because they helped them capture Jidebing?

After the ceremony, Wu Guanwang had someone bring Zhao Yi a cup of wine.

The wine was served in a cow horn goblet, made of an unknown jade with a refreshing emerald green color.

The wine in the glass was very fragrant and mellow.

The complexion it exudes has an indescribable fragrance.

Zhao Yi accepted the wine and drank it all in one gulp without hesitation.

Given the current situation, if the other party wanted to harm them, they wouldn't need to go to such lengths.

The wine glided down my throat with an incredibly smooth feel.

The cold, the smell of dust, and so much heaviness... This glass of wine unlocked a part of Zhao's long-buried memories.

...

"It's too late...you know, there's not enough time."

"What you are meant to do is destined to fail; it is fate!"

...

"I know you're strong, but the problem is... you're not strong enough!"

...

"Who will remember you for all the things you've done for this world?"

"Your desperate efforts... are utterly pointless."

...

"I won't help you."

I'm very disappointed in you.

...

"..."

...

"You left them your blood, your bones, your soul... but all you left me was a mess, right?"

...

These words from this memory come from a person named Tang Jiujiu.

The first chairman of the entertainment company.

Zhao Yi could sense that he had a good relationship with him before he "died".

Many images flashed through my memory.

This includes the Wu Guan Hall.

"The Underworld...the Netherworld...construction...resistance..."

Zhao Yi's eyes were glazed over, as if he had grasped something important.

I quickly organized my memories.

Zhao Yi finally understood why the bronze figures in the coroner's hall treated him with such respect...

There are ten main halls in Wujian.

He was in charge of building it all.

"The Chaotic Body..."

Zhao Yi muttered to himself.

"Is it a case of having nowhere else to turn, or...?"

He rubbed his temples.

Things are becoming increasingly complicated and confusing.

What exactly is he going to do?

What are we fighting against?

Evil God, Old Man?

I feel... things aren't that simple.

Zhao Yi knew that he had created the Infernal Realm, and based on some surviving historical records from the chaotic era, he built ten palaces for the "Emperor of the Underworld".

He seems to want to use these halls to transform Wujian into a place called "Hell".

Just as he was pondering, the two bronze figures, one black and one white, came before Zhao Yi, bowed to him, and signaled that it was time for him to leave.

Zhao Yi patted Qin Bai, who was still looking completely bewildered.

"I'm gone."

Qin Bai hadn't reacted yet:

"You...you're leaving already?"

Zhao Yi turned around:

"Why don't you stay here and try to get some kind of official position?"

Qin Bai glanced at the bronze figures and shuddered. He followed Zhao Yi and entered the red mist with the black and white bronze figures.

They appeared outside the Hall of Coroners and inside the church.

There are many more uninjured corpses at the entrance. Without even looking, they must have had their souls and karma stolen by the black and white bronze figures.

"Brother Zhao...why are they so respectful to us?"

Qin Bai looked at the black and white bronze figures watching them leave and asked in a low voice.

Zhao Yi thought for a moment, then said in a serious tone:

"It's possible that it's because we helped them capture Jidebing, this guy who had been on the run for over four thousand years."

Qin Bai suddenly realized what was going on.

Oh right!

"Alright, let's leave the matter of the coroner's office here."

Zhao Yi said.

"There's still a long time before the trial ends. Let's go look around and see if we can get any new cursed items..."

P.S.: Sorry, I'm half an hour late.

Get some rest, my darlings!