At this moment, shatter the dimensional barrier

All the god-kings present were examining Morgana's life traces, trying to determine what kind of person she truly was.

Morgana's 30,000-year lifespan was read by the gods in less than ten minutes, starting from the moment she arrived at Planet Ring.

“He possessed such a grand undertaking, yet in the end he willingly fell into becoming a calamity of the universe.” Buyer said regretfully, “Such a grand undertaking could easily have been transformed into the rank of God-King in this world, but the sins were more than ten times greater than the great undertaking. What a pity.”

"It's truly a pity. A cosmic war is a monumental achievement," Morax sighed.

Not all great deeds are the same. The divine position obtained by combining countless small great deeds is vastly different in value from the divine position obtained by a single great deed. A single great deed of high value will bring equal benefits to the world order.

Even within the same rank, the upper and lower limits can vary drastically. A truly remarkable achievement might prompt the world order to bestow upon it a high-level authority commensurate with its own.

They gained high-level powers, starting far beyond the gods who had accumulated their power through countless small achievements.

While Morax's achievements were considerable, they were not extraordinary; he honed his power through his own talent.

It is very difficult to acquire a high-level power based solely on one's own talent.

"He has accomplished great deeds, but also committed enormous sins. I'll give you a question for now: how should such a situation be judged?" Luo Sheng tapped his fingers lightly on the tea table, glanced at Morax opposite him, and then smiled at the other god-kings one by one.

"Interrogation..." Morgana knelt on the ground, trembling as she tried to speak, but the next moment she lay prostrate on the ground, unable to utter a sound, her sweat dripping onto the ground like rain.

What kind of power is this?

A trial, like her sister's, a just trial? If that's the case, she's doomed no matter how you look at it.

This time, I'm really going to die.

She did not believe that the other side's super-god-creating civilization lacked the technology to kill a fourth-generation god.

It's finally coming to an end.

The gods fell silent for a moment. What did Lord Heavenly Principle mean? Was this a test? Was he going to evaluate them based on their own judgment? Should they answer with their own opinion, or with Lord Heavenly Principle's opinion, or perhaps with the opinion of the majority of humanity?

The gods' gazes, intentionally or unintentionally, fell upon Buyer, the strongest being in the world besides Lord Tenri, and the world's indispensable pillar.

“Then I’ll answer first,” Buyer said with a smile. “Sin is not offset by great deeds. Sin is sin, and great deeds are great deeds. They do not disappear because of subjective judgment.”

“If I were to make a judgment, she would surely fall into hell and suffer punishment a thousand times greater than her sins.”

"But considering that it won the war of physical beings for humanoid life in a universe and made humanoid civilization the mainstream of the universe, the great achievement should not be forgotten because of the sins that followed."

"Therefore, after enduring punishment a thousand times over to cleanse their sins, they are allowed to retain the most virtuous and beautiful part of their soul and their memories to enter reincarnation."

The gods found it very reasonable, as most of them thought the same way.

“That’s just like what you’d say, Tree King,” Ishtar said, arms crossed. “But you haven’t even mentioned her crimes of violating the solar system.”

"In my opinion, this crime is simply unforgivable, and humane extermination would not be an exaggeration."

“That’s too extreme,” Ereshkigal said calmly.

"And what are your opinions?" Ishtar looked at her sister with displeasure.

"In addition to the permission to reincarnate, you will suffer for a hundred lifetimes. You will be reincarnated into the most ordinary families where your parents are unable to awaken. If you do not fall into depravity in any of your hundred lifetimes, then your sins will be completely wiped away. If you fall into depravity in any of your hundred lifetimes, you will be directly fed to hell," Ereshkigal said mercilessly.

"Even with a great and magnificent achievement, the chance to be reborn and atone for such a sin has been exhausted."

“That makes sense. Fairness must be reciprocal. If we give fairness to the world, we must also give fairness to sinners,” Navelette said.

“My colleagues are all right, and I have no objection to their judgments,” Morax said. He was a proponent of non-stick pans, and he felt that others could offer their opinions on this test, but he believed everyone was correct.

“…” Luo Sheng glanced at Zhong Li, this old fox: “Then, let’s proceed with the trial of Morgana according to everyone’s judgment.”

"They sink into the underworld and hell, becoming a blood moon hanging in the sky. After a million years, they will be cleansed of all their sins and reincarnated a hundred times. They will be born into families that cannot awaken their extraordinary potential, and suffer endless torment. If they do not fall into depravity, all their previous sins will be erased and they will regain everything they originally had. If they fall into depravity, their accounts will be deleted."

As soon as Los Saint finished speaking, a blood-red vortex appeared beneath Morgana, who was trembling with fear like a chick.

Crimson chains spread out from the vortex and instantly bound Morgana's entire body.

"Waaaah—" Morgana couldn't make a sound. She could only watch in despair as she was pulled into the crimson vortex. She tried to reach out and grab something, but her vision was already falling rapidly, and the entrance to the crimson vortex was getting smaller and smaller.

She is falling into an abyss.

Despair brought tears to her eyes.

She now deeply regrets ever provoking this terrifying god-creating civilization.

The next moment, a blinding crimson light emanated from below; that was the exit.

At that moment, she discovered that she was able to speak.

Chains bound her as she plummeted into an immense space, a world of lava before her eyes—seas of lava, rivers, lakes, and clouds made of flames, with unknown plants growing on the land.

"Aaaaaaahhhhhh—" Morgana hadn't even recovered when the unbearable pain hit her. Her body, nerves, mind, and even will were burning and stinging, and the pain was escalating exponentially.

The pain intensified, but her consciousness remained incredibly clear; the clearer her mind became, the deeper the pain intensified.

A jet-black aura of evil erupted from Morgana's body like a supernova explosion, causing the entire Seven Hells to tremble.

After the explosion, the evil energy rapidly crystallized, solidifying into massive, thousand-meter-tall black boulders, which then pressed back down on Morgana.

Boom! Boom! Boom! Rumble—

The sky above hell seemed to be witnessing the planetary formation process of an early star system.

The ever-flowing aura of evil condenses and then recedes.

All the demons remaining in Hell looked up in shock at this scene.

The last time this scene appeared in hell was when a pitch-black sun fell into hell.

Currently, there is a 'cursed star' and a pitch-black sun in the sky above hell. These are all formed from gods or demons who have committed unforgivable sins and fallen to hell.

The formation of a 'necromantic planet' at least signifies the destruction of life on a planet, or the continuous destruction of a planet's civilization for tens of thousands of years.

As for the 'Dark Sun', these little devils couldn't fathom the extent of the sins it had committed.

All the officials of the underworld raised their heads and looked up at the sky of the underworld.

A blood-red, irregular moon is gradually growing larger and then becoming round.

As the rulers of the underworld, each of them reached the eighth rank, making them true gods of the underworld with divine authority. Even those who did not reach the eighth rank were still candidates for the gods of the underworld.

The Eastern Underworld.

"Another devil whose sins have spread throughout human history has fallen into hell. Just how many humans and living beings have been wiped out by such enormous sins?" Wei Quan, the governor of the Eastern Underworld, looked up at the blood moon gradually taking shape in the sky with his hands behind his back. "It's unimaginable. Ordinary gods probably couldn't have committed such sins."

He was building the Underworld when it reopened, and is now a true elder of the Underworld. He advanced to the seventh rank sixty years ago and recently advanced to the eighth rank, officially becoming a god of the underworld.

In the underworld, once a divine core is condensed, one is considered a true god of the underworld.

Having condensed a divine core, coupled with the power brought by divine authority, it is in no way inferior to a god who has ascended to the throne.

Of course, this only applies to the underworld. The divine office is bestowed by the Lord of the Underworld and comes with the Lord of the Underworld's power. If they leave the underworld, the strength of the underworld god is even lower than that of an eighth-rank god of the same level. After all, the underworld god does not increase in strength, but rather advances through long-term merits.

Being a god in the underworld is a truly secure job. As long as you are dedicated and conscientious, you will accumulate a steady stream of good deeds. Although the good deeds may be small, they are always there. Even if you have low talent, as long as you are willing to spend time, it is not impossible to reach the ninth rank in ten thousand years.

The gods of the underworld are now divided into 'rulers' and 'gods'. As the name suggests, rulers are those who have been granted divine office and are of the seventh rank or above, while 'gods' are the true deities who have officially ascended to the pantheon.

There are only a few true gods in the underworld: Joan of Arc in heaven, Beelzebub in hell, and the 'God of Night' in Natah, a total of three.

In addition to the five core underworlds, there are numerous 'minor underworlds'.

Each 'minor underworld' corresponds to a life-bearing planet. Of course, not every 'minor underworld' has a ruler. Most newly opened underworlds are managed by the five major underworlds.

When a sixth-order or higher extraordinary being who conforms to the rules of the underworld is born on the corresponding life-bearing planet, the underworld will guide that extraordinary being into the underworld for trials. If the trials are passed, the extraordinary being can become a 'candidate god of the underworld'.

Liyue Underworld

The architectural style of the Liyue Underworld is exactly the same as that of the ancient buildings in Liyue, but it is filled with green will-o'-the-wisps, making it look gloomy.

Of course, apart from the official buildings of the Underworld, the other buildings are still in a near-future style, with various floating islands everywhere and the Underworld train speeding through the sky.

Those who enter the Liyue Underworld are humans and other intelligent life forms born on Mars.

Regardless of where a person dies, the underworld accepts souls based on their birthplace, thus avoiding conflicts between different underworlds over the issue of soul affiliation.

After all, if a Tier 5 hero dies in a foreign land, which underworld should this hero be assigned to? After a Tier 5 hero is reincarnated, he will most likely be in the same underworld region, unless a god intervenes against the rules.

Currently, there are 100 million undead lingering in the Liyue Underworld. These undead either do not want to be reincarnated or are still applying and waiting in line.

The dead cannot stay in the underworld as long as they want. Those who did not reach the fifth rank in life can only stay for a maximum of one hundred years. Once the one hundred years are up, they must be forcibly reincarnated.

If you want to stay, you have to take the civil service exam and become a civil servant in the underworld.

Thirty years ago, the Liyue Underworld welcomed its Archon.

When Hu Tao reached the sixth rank, the divine spirit of the underworld guided Hu Tao to the underworld for a three-year trial. After completing the trial, Hu Tao became a qualified ruler of the underworld.

Walnut has now reached the early stage of the seventh rank, comprehended a fragment of the 'Death Guidance Power', and the Eye of God has been fused into her body to evolve her divine core.

In the Underworld official residence, only a girl with twin ponytails and plum blossom-shaped pupils was quietly writing something on the desk. Then she put down her pen and stretched.

"Ugh, I'm exhausted. I've finally finished working on the new documents for the Underworld construction."

"Zhongli Keqing is really an old-fashioned person. He rejected all the new funeral plans I painstakingly devised for him. The happy funeral was such a good idea."

“Death is just entering the underworld to start a new life, not disappearing completely. Shouldn’t the whole family celebrate together?”

"How joyful it is to sing and dance at a funeral, to congratulate family members on their journey to the underworld for a new life."

"As expected, Guest Elder Zhongli is too old and can't keep up with the pace of the new era." Hu Tao sighed helplessly.

When she became the ruler of the underworld, Zhongli Keqing revealed the truth to her: she wasn't an immortal, but an emperor.

She wasn't too surprised, since she had long been certain that her guest was an immortal, only of a higher status than an immortal.

Even the Emperor himself came to her Hall of Rebirth as a guest minister; she is truly extraordinary.

As for her attitude towards the guest ministers, of course it hadn't changed. A guest minister was a guest minister, and the emperor was the emperor. To her, they were just two different identities, and the relationship between them wouldn't change just because of the change in titles.

Just then, voices came from outside the official residence. Two civil officials walked in, followed by more than forty fourth-level superhuman souls. They were chatting and laughing with each other, or sighing and lamenting.

"Feiyue, Yunyi, how come our Liyue has already lost so many fourth-tier transcendents so quickly?" Hu Tao looked up and said in surprise.

There's an interstellar war going on outside our solar system right now, and in interstellar wars, people always die. It's just unexpected that high-level superhumans would be killed so quickly in Liyue.

"Oh my! Aren't you Master Hu of the Hall of Rebirth?" A fourth-level transcendent being stared in astonishment.

"Master Hu! My God! Master Hu is actually the God of the Underworld of Liyue!" Another superhuman's mouth was agape, wide enough to fit an egg.

Hu Tao did not reveal her becoming the Goddess of the Underworld to anyone except Zhong Li and her close friends.

"Ahem, calm down, heroes of Liyue." Hu Tao stood up, put her hands behind her back, and walked forward with an air of importance, saying, "Please tell me, how did you die? Logically speaking, you shouldn't have died so quickly."

The dead looked at each other, their heads hanging low in dejection.

"Sigh, we're really unlucky. Our warship was hit by four planet-destroying cannons at the same time, and our energy shields reached their limit." The captain sighed regretfully, "It's all my fault for the command error. If only we had retreated earlier."