I Slay Gods and Demons in the Deceit Night Chapter 442 - 291: Book of Life and Death! Judge’s Pen! [Fir

"Never!"

The Martial Judge slightly shook his head, saying, "the Human Clan is still weak, rely struggling to survive through the treacherous night!"

"Contemporary humans are rely using despicable ans, thereby relying on the might of the Old Gods to establish cities and barely hang on to life!"

"The strongest of the human race, now revered as the East Mountain Prefecture, have also co here, vainly trying to control the grand formation!"

"Were it not for the formation, the so-called East Mountain Prefecture Master alone could not pose any threat to us!"

Having said this, the remaining right eye of the Martial Judge was filled with disdain.

The Judgent Scribe fell into deep thought.

"If the situation of the human tribe is still as dire as it was thousands of years ago, how could there be such outstanding young people?"

"That youth in the Golden Patterned Black Robe is even stronger than you, Martial Judge, by three parts."

"Another one, who looks ordinary, wields laws that are the orthodoxy of the Netherworld!"

"The lad who arrived later carries an air of non-triviality, dressed lavishly, his foundation in True Qi already substantial."

"I have erged from seclusion, having seen no others from the Human Clan except for these three."

"Yet these three, in the era before I had gone into deep seclusion, each could be considered a peerless talent."

The Judgent Scribe slowly said, "Since the age of treacherous nights descended, the more outstanding the descendants of the human tribe are, the faster they die! Either targeted by evil forces or losing control due to rapidly advancing cultivation!"

Among the Human Clan, there has never been a shortage of geniuses.

But there is a lack of geniuses who can grow up.

In the era He was familiar with, many human prodigies often perished before they could grow, their potential just beginning to be uncovered, in the struggle against the treacherous night and in protecting the human bloodline!

Even if they managed to grow up, they still faced the risk of losing control, becoming part of the treacherous night, transforming into sothing evil.

He looked at the book in his hand, a pen held in one hand.

But for so reason, He hesitated to write.

"It is said, venerable one, that you were a powerful human 3,600 years ago, who encountered the Great Demon King, leading to your bodily destruction and your Primordial Spirit escaping, yet unable to find a host in the treacherous night, nearly perishing, until finally being sheltered by the Marquis and conferred the title of the Judgent Scribe."

The Martial Judge suddenly spoke, saying, "Are you today perhaps mindful of kinship, reluctant to curse-kill these three humans?"

As he said this, he added, "While I am a successor Ghost God, I must remind the Venerable God that the other party brazenly intruded here to seize the grand formation and to seal it! This action by the Human Clan...is intended to destroy the Marquis’s foundation!"

The Judgent Scribe scoffed coldly, answering, "I have beco a venerable Ghost God, transcending mortals, how can there be feelings of kinship!"

"The masses are but ants struggling in the world!"

"A human life is but a fleeting existence, gone in an instant."

"I am a revered God, awaiting the great renewal of the world, even if millennia pass, the years are hard to erode!"

"To perceive , a revered God, as kin to future ants, are you insulting ?"

"Or perhaps, having recently inherited the Martial Judgent, you cannot shed your forr human identity, mistakenly applying your still lingering ant-like heart to my thoughts?"

The Judgent Scribe snorted, and with a stroke of his pen marked over the recently sealed stamp.

From the stamp, he drew three Qi chanisms, which ford three nas.

Lin Yan, Lin Lei, Fu Zhong.

——

At the boundary of the Forbidden Land.

This is the edge of the Formation.

Forward lies within the Formation, deep in the Forbidden Land.

Where Lin Yan and his companions were standing, however, was outside of the Formation.

Ahead, the twelve Martial Artists transford into regenerative flesh, slowly swelling, soon filling the open space ahead to reconnect the broken formation patterns.

"That eye just now had the Qi chanism of the Martial Judge."

Lin Yan gripped his Night Reflecting Sword, his face extrely somber.

Realizing earlier that it was the eye of the Martial Judge, Lin Yan was puzzled.

After all, throughout many rounds of fighting, the Martial Judge had already seen his face clearly.

Yet, he still chose to cease battle and secretly spy by plucking out his own eye.

This action truly baffled everyone!

Moreover, the Judge Martial Artist clearly knew, if detected, that his eye would definitely be severed!

Yet, the Judge Martial Artist still chose to abandon this eye!

The scheming behind it must be significant!

Lin Yan picked up the two halves of the eyeball and handed them over to the approaching Fu Zhong.

"Mr. Fu seems to know what thod the opponent used just now?"

"..."

Fu Zhong’s face was still pale as he said, "I do not recognize this magic thod, but I have heard of this technique."

He explained further.

About such magic thods and incidents, there are few records within the Holy Land.

But the most recent similar incidents, there are several cases indeed.

All happened within Qifeng Prefecture.

"The Forbidden Land sealed by the Li Shen Sect?"

Lin Yan slightly frowned, suddenly thought of sothing, and said gravely, "Is it also a territory set up by the Netherworld in the human world?"

The reason for this association was because Lin Yan had previously heard that the Li Shen Sect explored the Netherworld and because he reported his na, it enraged the powerhouses within the Netherworld, resulting in severe injuries.

The Forbidden Land sealed by the Li Shen Sect also seed to be related to the Netherworld.

Moreover, this Forbidden Land seed to have completely lost contact with the Netherworld.

Yet, after the Li Shen Sect sealed the Forbidden Land, they owned a path to explore the Netherworld.

From this, it can be inferred that the Forbidden Land inside Qifeng Prefecture must have a passage connected to the Netherworld!

"Correct! It is the Forbidden Land sealed by the Li Shen Sect!"

Fu Zhong hesitated for a mont and then said, "This Forbidden Land was discovered by Qifeng Prefecture three hundred years ago."

"In the three hundred years before the Li Shen Sect, many strong individuals from Qifeng Prefecture perished there, including high-ranking figures from our Holy Land."

"Of course, there were also a few who managed to escape back!"

He looked at Lin Yan with a complex expression and said, "However, those mbers of the Human Clan who escaped, within seven days, their bodies aged, their origins exhausted, and even their souls disintegrated!"

Hearing these words, Lin Yan and Lin Lei exchanged glances, feeling a little heavy in their hearts.

Then, they listened as Fu Zhong continued in a grave tone, "What’s more terrifying is that, a hundred years ago, a Venerate from the Refining God Realm escaped back, and not long after, his Primordial Spirit weakened day by day, often falling unconscious, and after forty-nine days, he completely perished."

"And that Venerate of the Refining God Realm was the uncle of the current Saint Master!"

"After years of calculation by the Holy Land, it is believed that within the Forbidden Land, there exists a kind of virulent poison that is intangible, incorporeal, and indissolvable."

"But it was only after the Li Shen Sect sealed the Forbidden Land that it was discovered the past calculations were wrong from the start."

Pausing for a mont, Fu Zhong continued to say, "It’s the Curse Killing Technique!"

Lin Yan’s brow deeply furrowed.

Lin Lei was also sowhat puzzled.

But the next mont, Fu Zhong shook his head and said, "No, according to the latest conjecture, this isn’t just any Curse Killing Technique, rather it might be ’fate’!"

"What ’fate’?"

Lin Yan asked thoughtfully.

Fu Zhong’s expression changed, he sighed and said, "The Book of Life and Death, a single stroke of the Judge’s pen... just one stroke erases one’s lifespan!"

"That eye just now must have contained a secret technique, capturing our Qi chanism."

"As long as our Qi chanism is recorded in the Book of Life and Death, then our fate is controlled by them."

"If a stroke is made, we would be on the verge of death."

Individuals below the Refining God Realm could last at most seven days."

"If one cultivates a Primordial Spirit, they can last forty-nine days!"

He extended his hand and handed over the Primordial Treasure Bead, speaking solemnly, "However, the Li Shen Sect ntioned that if you use mana early to protect the Primordial Spirit or soul, the Qi chanism will not be so easily captured!"

Lin Yan remained silent.

Lin Lei, however, thought of sothing, suddenly spoke up, and asked, "Is the Primordial Treasure Bead sothing Mr. Lu asked you to bring?"

Fu Zhong nodded with a wry smile and said, "It’s a pity we’re late, otherwise, with the three strands of mana inside, we could have protected the souls of the three of us!"

Lin Yan then suddenly spoke up, "So, Mr. Lu guessed that they might use this technique?"