After the trial at the Far East International Military Tribunal, Matsui Iwane was hanged. He struggled for twelve minutes and thirty seconds before finally dying in agony.
The suffocating despair he felt then seemed like yesterday, and Matsui Iwane believed it to be the greatest tribulation of his life. He never imagined that after death, he would still have to endure such cruel punishments.
When Yu Zhibo revealed during a rest period that the Soul Prison Tower had one hundred and eight floors, each representing a different form of torture, Matsui's skeletal frame, ravaged by the lingering death, began to tremble violently.
Within the Soul Prison Tower, Yu Zhibo was the sole true god of this space. With a wave of his hand, Matsui Iwane's body began to weave with meridians and blood vessels, flesh and blood regenerating on his bones. Soon, his heart and pulse began to beat, his body was covered by aged skin, and he quickly returned to his normal elderly state.
"Please… kill me and give me a quick end!"
Matsui Iwane's cloudy old eyes were filled with tears. His Mandarin was fluent, and he looked like an ordinary Dragon Country elder.
"It shouldn't be like this…" Yu Zhibo said, looking at him.
Matsui Iwane's face showed confusion.
Yu Zhibo smiled and said, "As a commander of an army, how can you be so cowardly here? Where is your samurai spirit to die for the Emperor? Have you surrendered after enduring only three thousand six hundred cuts? You give me no sense of accomplishment!"
"Is it because your country was annihilated and you became a rootless soul? Or because your Emperor was eliminated, and your samurai spirit collapsed with him?"
Matsui Iwane's expression froze. All memories of militarism in his mind began to slowly resurface at this moment.
His expression gradually turned ferocious, and a fierce glint began to appear in his cloudy eyes. But soon, he remembered the Lingchi he had just suffered, and his entire being wilted. He prostrated himself on the ground, weeping, "I was wrong…"
The darkened Yu Zhibo walked up to him, squatted down, and spoke to him gently, "Rest assured, as a great nation and a land of etiquette, our Dragon Country naturally possesses the magnanimity of a great power…"
"You agree to let me go?" Matsui Iwane looked at him with hope, as if grasping at a lifeline.
Yu Zhibo smiled and said, "During the prosperous Tang Dynasty, when smaller nations came to Chang'an to pay tribute, no matter the value of the gifts they brought, our ruler would return them several or even tens of times over. In modern times, we will not be stingy either. Your contributions to East Asian Co-Prosperity are indelible, so to repay you, we will return it a hundredfold, which is why this tower was born…"
The light in Matsui Iwane's eyes gradually dimmed.
"Next, let's begin the second level…" Yu Zhibo chuckled, his gaze cold.
Then, the scene began to change. He brought Matsui Iwane to the second level, and at the same time, his main body outside began to flash red light in both eyes, pulling the consciousness of a billion Xia citizens into the Soul Prison Tower…
Not long after, Matsui Iwane's shrill screams echoed.
Meanwhile…
"Young people nowadays really play dirty…"
After Ling Wanjun finished with the Slit-Mouthed Woman, a bolt of lightning struck and killed her. He clicked on Yu Zhibo's live stream, a smile playing on his lips.
Then, he raised his head.
After the Slit-Mouthed Woman died, the Ghost Domain was completely annihilated, but dark clouds still rolled across the sky, threatening to engulf the city. This brought a look of interest to his face.
"You hid and didn't make a move before, wanting to reap the benefits of others' labor?" Ling Wanjun looked at the dark clouds above, then his smile faded. He extended his right hand, fingers spread, in a posture of grasping the sky.
Then, he clenched his fist fiercely.
Crack!
As he clenched his fist, the laws of lightning in heaven and earth were stirred. A massive pillar of lightning descended from the firmament, piercing and tearing through the dense dark clouds, revealing a black giant beast with a huge crocodile tail, covered in black scales, a ferocious face, fangs, two arms, and sharp claws, all of which were staring at him coldly.
This giant beast was nearly a thousand meters long and was around level fifty-six. It was the sea beast that had been stalemating with the Slit-Mouthed Woman. It had been dormant in the vast Ghost Domain for a long time, absorbing ghost energy and evolving into an unknown species, appearing evil and terrifying.
As the lightning pillar struck down, the beast was covered in a layer of black, unknown substance and was not harmed by the lightning.
"Human, I have no intention of being your enemy. How about we retreat now?" The black giant beast stared at Ling Wanjun, its divine sense transmitting, turning into a rumbling sound that echoed in Ling Wanjun's mind.
This black giant beast was no longer a mere sea beast. It had absorbed various energies from heaven and earth, including demonic energy, immortal energy, and ghost energy. Three main forces within it maintained a delicate balance. The reason it hadn't eliminated the Slit-Mouthed Woman before was simply to allow her to continuously give birth to ghost energy, using it as nourishment.
Ling Wanjun's face showed a grave expression.
The next moment, he swung his fan-like large hand fiercely. Instantly, the void cracked, and amidst the interwoven laws, lightning gathered in his palm. It then expanded thousands of times, finally forming a giant lightning hand that slapped towards the black giant beast.
"Who are you talking to!" Ling Wanjun sneered and attacked violently.
Apart from the people of Dragon Country, and orderly demonic beasts within Dragon Country like the giant pandas of Tianfu Province, there was no possibility of reconciliation with other species and humans. If there was even a slight chance to kill the other party, Ling Wanjun would never let it go.
"Human, you have angered me!" The black giant beast roared, and dark clouds immediately rolled across heaven and earth. Terrifying power surged from within it. It swung its right arm, and its claw-like palm was covered in immortal and demonic energy, striking towards the lightning hand.
Boom!
The two giant palms collided. The void within a radius of several miles turned to dust, revealing chaotic and terrifying void turbulence.
Lightning could break all evil, but the black giant beast was clearly extraordinary, even resisting it and being equally ferocious.
The anticipated scene of destruction did not occur. Ling Wanjun not only showed no panic but also his face erupted with boundless fighting spirit. He let out a great roar, extracted seven-colored chaotic lightning from the void turbulence, condensed it into a 4900-meter-long saber, and slashed down at the black giant beast.
A trace of fear appeared in the black giant beast's eyes. Its body instantly contracted, and it dodged the saber, transforming into human form. Then, with a wave of its right arm, a three-colored crescent-shaped energy blade slashed towards Ling Wanjun.
This three-colored energy blade also absorbed some energy from the void, possessing immense power. Wherever it passed, the void continuously shattered, absorbing energy from within. By the time it reached Ling Wanjun, it was already a hundred feet tall, covering his surroundings.
Boom!
Ling Wanjun controlled the 4900-meter saber to collide with the energy blade. The aftermath of the battle spread outwards from the point of impact, forming a circle.
The beast's main body was a sea beast, and it also controlled water laws. As the energy blade slashed, it tried to manipulate Ling Wanjun's blood. However, boundless lightning erupted from Ling Wanjun's body, dispelling the interference of the laws. Ignoring the shattered void, he charged towards the black giant beast like a human-shaped ferocious beast.
"Holy crap! Is this how battles between those who control laws are?" Yu Zhibo, who was manipulating his consciousness clone in the Soul Prison Tower for scientific experiments from afar, watched in stunned silence and couldn't help but curse.
If a battle at level fifty-five was like this, what would level ninety-nine be like?
No wonder Wang Shouyi said that if he fought the demon queen of the Lighthouse Country at full strength, the Earth would be destroyed. It turned out to be not an exaggeration at all.
"If Dao Sage were to make a move…" Yu Zhibo felt his scalp tingle.
Seeing the aftermath of the battle sweeping towards him, the terrifying energy was not something he could withstand in his current state. Although Yang Lizhong had enough durability, there was no need to use it, and it couldn't protect all the ninjas scattered on the battlefield.
Therefore, with a thought, he activated the recall function of his sub-system, bringing back Uchiha Madara and others, who were also shocked by Ling Wanjun's power, into the Pure Land space. Then, with a flicker of his figure, he directly entered Dragon Country, near a Flying Thunder God mark in the Changbai Mountains.
Due to the protective aura of luck in Dragon Country, it was generally impossible to directly use spatial abilities to return. However, Yu Zhibo, with great fortune bestowed upon him and having long been recognized by the Golden Dragon of Luck, returned very smoothly, even with reduced consumption.
As for the evil spirits on the battlefield that had not been completely eliminated, they were instantly annihilated by the terrifying aftermath, cleared away in an instant.
In the Changbai Mountains, Yu Zhibo opened Ling Wanjun's live stream. What greeted him was chaotic void turbulence and various terrifying energy light clusters. In the center of the battlefield, Ling Wanjun, covered in lightning, and the human-shaped dark giant beast, covered in black, were fighting fiercely. With every move, various skills were unleashed, making the scene extremely brilliant.
The two of them constantly shifted in the cracking void, sometimes appearing in the frame and sometimes disappearing, making the viewers' hearts clench.
Just as the battle reached a stalemate, the entire live stream was filled with a dazzling light, and the next moment, nothing could be seen.
When the light dispersed, the gaunt figure of the black giant beast, transformed, was seen cut in half. But soon, origin power erupted, and the severed body merged back into one. Finally, it transformed into a black lightning bolt and shot towards the East Sea.
"Hoo hoo hoo…"
Ling Wanjun's rapid breathing sounded like a drumbeat, or like a worn-out bellows, clearly indicating that he had fought with all his might.
Just as everyone thought the black giant beast was about to escape, Ling Wanjun's rapid breathing suddenly slowed. The next moment, his voice boomed like thunder:
"Hah!"
As the sound fell.
In the sky tens of miles away, a sky-obscuring lightning hand condensed. Lightning descended from beneath it, dispelling the dark clouds, shredding the void, and then fiercely slapped down.
"Roar~"
The human-shaped figure transformed from the black giant beast suddenly paused. It roared towards the sky, transforming into its thousand-meter-long original form, its arms raised as if supporting the sky, meeting the lightning hand.
Boom!
Brown blood spurted from the black giant beast's nose and mouth. Its arms shattered, and its beastly body trembled violently, crashing heavily towards the ground. In its struggles, it cracked the earth. The origin power, a mixture of black and blue, flashed across its body, but it was quickly suppressed by the lightning, and it finally became completely still.
Ling Wanjun's camera was very high-definition, and coupled with Yu Zhibo's exceptional eyesight, he could see that after the giant beast was killed, its ghost energy was purified. However, the immortal and demonic energies still lingered, giving him a sense of familiarity.
Ling Wanjun laughed heartily, "That was exhilarating!!"
"666!"
Yu Zhibo typed a barrage of comments and then activated the Flying Thunder God Technique, teleporting to Ling Wanjun's side.
"Kid, you're quite fast!" Seeing him appear, Ling Wanjun raised an eyebrow and said cheerfully, "Come on, let's go check the spoils of war!"
"Mhm, mhm!"
Yu Zhibo nodded, his gaze eagerly fixed on the massive corpse, his expression somewhat impatient. He wanted to verify some of his conjectures.
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