Abundant Martial Arts Virtue
Chapter 367 - 325

Chapter 367: 325

On the perimeter wall.

Whispers and discussions filled each window.

Wu Xiaode stood below, silently awaiting the judgment.

In fact, since just now, he had temporarily been in a safe situation.

—After all, the "Book of the Dead" had recognized all his statements.

According to the reminder from that spirit, as long as there was no evidence, those people could not only not kill him, but they would also think he was clever.

As long as nothing more went wrong...

As he thought about it, he looked up at the Book of the Dead.

"00:25."

Time slipped away, second by second.

—In this magic, every minute, the rules of the world changed.

Suddenly.

That old voice resonated once more:

"Wu Xiaode, can you guarantee that every statement you have made is true?"

Wu Xiaode’s gaze lingered on the Book of the Dead.

—The current world was set to the Past Epoch, and it would be 19 seconds before it switched to the Now Era.

Wu Xiaode bowed respectfully and spoke in a gentle tone:

"In fact, I have been narrating the whole matter, but from beginning to end, I don’t even know who you are—if you are not members of the Destruction Council, if all this is a hoax, if you are from another organization, why should I continue reporting to you?"

"As soon as I came in, you questioned me repeatedly. What authority are you speaking under?"

"Honored sir, you look like members of the Destruction Council, but are you really one of our own?"

This line of questioning was fair and reasonable.

You can’t interrogate me all this time and expect me not to know who you are, right?

The old voice immediately said:

"I am a high-level councilor of the Destruction Council, a member of the Punishment Committee, specifically in charge of this trial. There is no need for you to doubt this point."

"As for you, Wu Xiaode, you are a new member developed by the Nanxuan Fist God in the ’Heaven and Earth’ world system, and your identity is fully documented."

Wu Xiaode listened absently, his eyes continually flicking to the Book of the Dead.

Finally, as expected, the Book of the Dead displayed several lines of ice crystal text:

"Time’s up."

"Current world moment switches to: Now Era."

"Remaining time:"

"00:59."

The setting had switched back!

Now, both he and the Book of the Dead had only 1 point of Soul Power!

Wu Xiaode coughed lightly, trying to feign a frightened demeanor, but found he couldn’t play the part.

He straightened his chest and lifted his head, speaking loudly:

"You even know who recommended me, it seems you really are from our Destruction Council. Well then, what else would you like to ask?"

The old voice repeated the earlier question:

"Wu Xiaode, can you guarantee that every statement you have made is true?"

—This seemed to be a necessary part of the interrogation.

Wu Xiaode flicked his hair back and answered breezily:

"Absolutely true, no problem!"

The shadows all looked towards the Book of the Dead on the trial platform.

—The book showed no reaction.

It seemed to be true.

"Well then—if there’s nothing else, I should be going, I’ve got a lot of things to take care of."

Wu Xiaode waved his hand.

Every minute, the world setting changed.

These big shots were all sharper than the next, and the longer this went on, the more likely they were to see through him.

Leaving was the best strategy!

Wu Xiaode turned to leave, but was stopped by the old man’s call:

"Wait a moment! There’s one more thing!"

"What is it?" Wu Xiaode asked while counting the seconds.

"Did you come into possession of the ’End’ that appeared in your world?" the old voice asked.

Wu Xiaode hesitated for a moment.

Arguably, in this minute, the Book of the Dead only had 1 point of Soul Power and was completely inactive; he could easily fabricate something to gloss over the matter.

—But why bother?

Firstly, the more lies, the easier they are to see through.

Secondly—

You bastards, just bring it on.

I have this "End" and two women to support; I was worrying about where to find other "Ends" to devour when upgrading!

So long as it’s not like today, with all of you surrounding me—

Come at me!

With that thought, Wu Xiaode’s expression became serious, and he nodded:

"Yes, the End is in my hands now, and it is my spoils of war. I guess the council can’t just arbitrarily strip me of my personal gains."

He held his head high, his gaze sweeping across the windows, his face showing no trace of fear.

A moment of silence.

The age-old voice spoke up once more:

"Alright, since that is the case, you may leave."

"Okay, thank you."

Wu Xiaode nodded towards the window, turned around, and strode away with long steps.

He controlled his pace, and the moment he moved out of everyone’s sight, he just managed to exhaust the time.

The Book of the Dead once again displayed several lines of ice crystal letters:

"Time’s up."

"Current world moment switched to: Past Epoch."

"Remaining time:"

"00:59."

Wu Xiaode glanced at it, the corners of his mouth slightly curling, and he quickly walked out of the alley.

As soon as he stepped out of the alley, the scenery around him changed swiftly like a flurry of light and shadows, eventually clearing completely.

The world appeared once more.

A plethora of noisy sounds hit him.

Around him was a bustling night market, the streets bustling with traffic, pedestrians streaming endlessly, and the aromatic scent of various dishes mingled with shouts and karaoke sounds, creating a lively night scene.

Satan stood not far away, he walked up swiftly upon seeing him and asked:

"What was the situation just now?"

Wu Xiaode pulled out a handkerchief to wipe the sweat from his forehead and replied, "Some minor issues left over from the Past Epoch..."

The Book of the Dead once again displayed a line of ice crystal letters:

"You have successfully escaped the influence of this spell and were not obstructed."

"You have returned to your own era."

"This spell has detached from you and will no longer affect you."

"Minor issues," Satan repeated, "Are they resolved?"

"They’re resolved—everybody was there just now, they couldn’t openly take action against me, now they must be in chaos— but what does it matter? Once my power awakens, I will deal with them again, and then I won’t fear them," Wu Xiaode said with a cold laugh.

The Book of the Dead seemed to know his mind and automatically turned to the page of the Wall of Sighs.

There, on the wall was a golden icon shining brightly, its brilliance flowing, seemingly undergoing some magical transformation.

You could faintly see inside the icon two female angels, deeply asleep.

They had been asleep for one hour.

Eleven more hours to go.

Wu Xiaode looked interestedly towards the distance.

There, an elegant lady with a demeanor as graceful as an orchid stood not far away, looking at him with concern.

Huilan Xia.

She had come herself indeed.

...

The tribunal.

Wu Xiaode consciously controlled the time.

The moment he left, the time had exactly shifted to "Past Epoch."

The next moment.

A dark figure jumped out through the window, lightly landing next to the Book of Destruction Laws, placing a hand on the book.

The Book of Destruction Laws trembled immediately.

The whole tribunal and the square before it vanished.

Beneath the earth lay vast and fierce monsters, various torture devices, and executioners wearing masks.

Everything operated as usual.

"Beheading Blade, Soul-piercing Needle, Fire of Destruction!"

The dark figure shouted several times in succession.

With each shout, the corresponding torture devices manifested on the ground.

The figure paused for a few breaths, moved his hand away from the Book of Destruction Laws, and muttered softly:

"Strange... I keep feeling there’s something wrong..."

He thought and thought, but couldn’t figure it out.

The discussions on the walls gradually subsided, and then that age-old voice spoke again:

"Whether he truly killed the City God or hid some secret, ultimately, we didn’t find any problem with him here."

"As a new member, he’s qualified."

"As for what you all are thinking, that’s your own business, but remember—"

"If anyone is found engaging in fratricide, they will be severely punished by the council."

"Gentlemen, please proceed with caution!"

The voice fell.

The Book of Destruction Laws flew into that huge window, snatched by a black claw and taken away.

Behind hundreds of windows, the dark figures continuously disappeared.

—It seems everyone has already left.

The entire tribunal along with the tall surrounding walls also gradually vanished from this world.

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