Chapter 1415: Han Meng’s Verdict

As Han Meng’s voice rang out, the area beneath his feet rose continuously within the courtroom. His black Arbiter trench coat fluttered without wind, like the final judge presiding over the truth of this realm.

At the same time, the defendant’s stand rose in front of Teacher Ye.

Countless chains bound Teacher Ye’s figure. He knelt on the defendant’s stand, and the scene before him gradually overlapped with the trial from over three hundred years ago in his memory. In a trance, he seemed to see himself again, angrily accusing Chu Changqing and the Nine Great Bases from the defendant’s stand...

But this time, Teacher Ye was very quiet.

He knelt there quietly, head bowed, like a desperate penitent waiting for a death sentence.

"...It should have been like this long ago." Teacher Ye smiled bitterly.

Little Chu, oh Little Chu...

If you had been harder-hearted back then and executed me directly in the courtroom... how good would that have been?

"On the stand..."

"Shanghai City, second son of Ye Jianguo and Han Xuewen, leader of the Fusion Faction... Ye Mu."

With the activation of the Verdict of Mortal Sins, Han Meng’s pupils were dyed with a hint of dark red. Those eyes, which seemed capable of seeing through everything, stared at the figure kneeling on the defendant’s stand... His low voice, like an unquestionable oracle, echoed over the courtroom.

At this moment, sin and punishment intertwined in Han Meng’s pupils. The past flooded into his mind, slowly placed on the scales of "justice."

Not knowing what he saw, he was momentarily distracted...

The last time such wavering occurred was when he judged Chen Ling in the Wuji Realm.

When good and evil coexist in chaos, black and white are like a crazily rotating Yin-Yang fish, with you in me and me in you, it was already impossible to distinguish or measure with conventional methods... But Han Meng did not decide arbitrarily. The scales of justice in his heart rose and fell with creaking sounds, meticulously weighing the weight of every inch of humanity.

Finally, he seemed to have made a decision.

He held the gavel in one hand and slowly raised the gun barrel with the other...

Teacher Ye on the defendant’s stand took a deep breath, closed his eyes quietly, and waited for death to arrive.

The next moment, Han Meng’s calm and firm voice rang out over the courtroom:

"Ye Mu, not guilty."

Teacher Ye was stunned.

As if doubting he had heard correctly, he looked up abruptly, looking at Han Meng on the judge’s bench in confusion...

At the same time, Han Meng’s pitch-black gun barrel had already swept past Teacher Ye, who was kneeling on the defendant’s stand, and pointed straight at the void above Teacher Ye!

There,

A blurred storm of thoughts was outlined within the courtroom!

"Si Zai, your crimes deserve ten thousand deaths!!!" Light flashed in Han Meng’s eyes. He stood straight, pulling the trigger at Si Zai without fear!

Bang—!!!

The moment Han Meng pulled the trigger, the courtroom emitted a deafening roar. Countless blinding thunderbolts shot out from behind Han Meng, as if converging into a spear of justice capable of piercing everything, whistling toward the storm of thoughts above Teacher Ye!

Violent thunder exploded over the courtroom. A scorching, blinding deep-blue sun, like an eye of justice, glared wide!

Boom—!!!

Surging air waves swept through every corner of the judgment, blowing Han Meng’s Arbiter trench coat until it fluttered!

Teacher Ye looked at this scene in disbelief, seemingly not understanding why Han Meng would give up on judging him... He looked up at the sky slowly. The eye of thunder, which had been flashing, began to drift away and fade...

A blurred storm of thoughts still surged above Teacher Ye, completely unharmed.

Hollow eyes opened from within the storm.

Si Zai’s gaze seemed to use this storm as a medium, staring directly at Han Meng within the courtroom. Vaguely, mocking laughter echoed in the sky.

Just by you...

You dare to try to judge me?

Although Han Meng was the leader of the Judgment, he was only Seventh-Order. Even if he had the heart to judge Si Zai, not to mention whether his attacks could hit Si Zai, who had no physical body, even if they did, they wouldn't cause much damage.

Han Meng actually knew this, but he still firmly chose to judge Si Zai...

Not being able to do it, and whether to do it, are two different things.

If he didn't do it, justice would not be at peace.

"I indeed cannot judge you." Han Meng said coldly,

"But in this world, there will always be someone who can... Justice will not be absent."

Within the storm, Si Zai’s mocking and arrogant laughter became clearer. It swept a casual glance at Han Meng, and a storm of thoughts invisible to the naked eye, carrying terrifying pressure, slammed into Han Meng’s body!

That was a remote strike from a world-ending calamity!

"No!!!"

On the defendant’s stand, Teacher Ye widened his eyes instantly. A storm of thoughts, identical to the one before, exploded from the bottom of his heart, slamming into Si Zai’s attack, deflecting its trajectory slightly, grazing past Han Meng’s body!

The gaze from the world-ending calamity immediately fell back onto Teacher Ye, seemingly carrying a trace of anger.

Just then, Teacher Ye seemed to have realized something.

He didn't hesitate to take out the last two reagents he had in his coat, stabbing them into his chest one by one, injecting all the reagents into his body...

"Pfft—!!!"

Teacher Ye spat out a mouthful of blood. At the same time, blood flowed from his eyes, nose, and ears. Even his capillaries burst in large areas, staining his skin a blood-red color.

"Mind and body are closely connected..."

"Usually, you can manipulate my thoughts at will, but when I overdraw my body and forcibly raise my mental rank, even you cannot easily manipulate someone who possesses the same abilities as you!"

Teacher Ye’s vitality collapsed rapidly. Having turned into a bloody man, he stared fixedly at the storm, speaking hoarsely,

"I have been your puppet my whole life..."

"For the last ten minutes, I will live for myself."

As the triple dose of reagent was injected into his body, Teacher Ye’s mind expanded rapidly. He could clearly feel a thought trying to interfere with his brain, but possessing a storm of thoughts himself, he had turned his brain into a battlefield, fighting to the death against Si Zai’s power!

Teacher Ye’s abilities came from Si Zai; even if he bet his life, he couldn't defeat Si Zai... Now, the only thing he could do was hold onto the last of himself.

Teacher Ye’s bloody palms waved, the storm of thoughts swept out, and the surrounding courtroom was forcibly pressed back into the void!

In the scarred laboratory,

Teacher Ye dragged his blood-covered body and staggered toward Han Meng.

Han Meng was looking at him with a frown. After a long while, he said in a low voice:

"...You are dying."

"I should have died long ago." Teacher Ye smiled bitterly. "Finally, I would like to ask Officer Han Meng for a favor..."

"Speak."

"Lend me your gun."

Han Meng’s gaze fell on the gun in his hand. "This gun can only exert its power because it has the blessing of 【Judgment】. Without me, it is just an ordinary pistol."