Chapter 770
The Authority of Hell, Here I Come!
[You sense the search and hesitation of that will, and continue forward, gently lifting out that old grudge that was deliberately ignited, and dissecting it under the light of reason.]
From the perspective of the spirit realm's will, the Lord of Power's actions were an accident, a betrayal; he was personally consumed by the shadow of authority.
Where did that method come from? Is it an ancient taboo, a whisper from the abyss, or a trap set by fate?
This remains a mystery!
But the only clear thing is that it was his personal choice, his personal downfall.
Is it the logic of the spiritual realm's will to blame an individual's sins on a collective from which they have long since strayed?
Is this the principle endorsed by the cornerstone of fairness that sustains the endless world?
These continuous questions, like heavy hammer blows, struck the almost instinctive logic of the spirit world's will.
He was accustomed to result-based, swift punishment, and to erasing potential risks in the name of the whole.
But at this moment, something capable of confronting it is questioning the legitimacy of this misplaced anger in an almost debating manner.
The initial anger was gradually replaced by a colder, more critical examination.
Yes, the Red Heart Society has never harmed the Spirit Realm; the Lord of Power's guilt lies with himself.
So, is the hidden resistance and misfortune that I've been exerting on the destiny flowing from the Heart Society because of that anger truly a mistake of arrogance?
You noticed that the overwhelming sense of oppression had undergone an extremely subtle change.
That wasn't a weakening, but rather a shift from pure violent suppression to a more interactive form of confrontation.
The thinking of the spirit realm's will is not like the deliberation of living beings, but rather an instantaneous calculation based on infinite variables and rules of deduction. Your words offer a new perspective.
The Red Heart Society's system, a framework that erases all innate differences and establishes order solely through laws and contributions, appears surprisingly agreeable in the eyes of the spirit world's will, which disregards all acquired values.
[It could even be described as a clumsy imitation of a certain absolute fairness, a rarity in the world of living beings.]
Although the equality of all living beings differs greatly from its perception of the same essence, your goals unexpectedly overlap in one dimension regarding opposing privilege and the unlimited extraction of collective resources by individuals.
To persuade a supreme will, what is needed is not emotion, but an irrefutable alignment of logic and interests.
What you provided is the latter.
Thus, a drama whose true nature is impossible for outsiders to fathom quietly unfolds amidst the escalating spectacle of destruction.
[The will of the spirit world has been persuaded by you; more accurately, it has accepted your logic.]
Based on their own interests—transcending emotions to maintain overall stability and the purity of the rules—they decided to temporarily set aside their anger towards the Red Heart Society as a whole.
But this recognition requires a step that doesn't undermine its own authority, and it requires an explanation to all beings in the universe.
The battle must continue, and it must be even more intense and dangerous than it appears before.
However, during this process, you reached a tacit understanding.
The next moment, the hovering palm slammed down with the force to shatter countless planes.
[You let out a long roar, unleashing the full power of your divine light, and fiercely met the attack head-on.]
The entire Star Abyss Zone trembled violently from the collision, countless illusory spatial rifts constantly appearing and disappearing, like a scene from the apocalypse. However, at the core of that destructive spectacle, you sensed the tangible killing intent fading, replaced by a precise coordination.
The will of the spirit realm mobilizes countless laws, transforming them into billions of attack forms.
Sometimes it's a chaotic tide that annihilates everything, sometimes it's absolute zero that freezes thought, and sometimes it's a thorn of rules that dismantles the very foundation of all things.
Each strike was terrifying, enough to instantly kill an ordinary true god.
[And you, you've pushed your understanding of the ultimate path to its limit, no longer seeking victory, but rather seeking to demonstrate your abilities.]
[Your divine power transforms into the strongest shield and the sharpest spear, undergoing microsecond-level energy deflection, attribute cancellation, and amplification of force the instant it comes into contact with those law-based attacks.]
You are like two unparalleled musicians, playing a violent symphony of life and death, each collision of laws and divine power unleashing a deafening roar and brilliance that eclipses the stars.
However, in reality, the power intended to destroy the other's very essence was carefully controlled by both sides.
On the surface, you are still facing numerous dangers.
A turbulent current of time grazed your divine body, carrying away a golden flame containing a thousand years of cultivation. You groaned and staggered back, the void beneath your feet shattering inch by inch.
[The will of the spirit realm seizes the opportunity to crush you, with countless phantoms of worlds pressing down, intending to imprison you in eternal calamity.]
[You roared, unleashing a world-shattering power from within you, struggling to hold up and tear apart the illusory world. The scattered energy shockwaves transformed into a terrifying storm sweeping across millions of light-years, destroying all meaningless meteorites and dust in its path.]
The aftershocks of the battle even began to disrupt the stability of some peripheral planes, causing the most powerful beings in those worlds to look up in terror, believing that the end of the world had arrived.
Behind this breathtaking battle, a spectacle worthy of being recorded in the annals of the universe, your core will has gained an unprecedented period of leisure.
[The mental and physical strength that originally required 100% commitment to withstand the destructive attack of the spirit realm's will can now be reduced to just 30% to maintain the realism of this grand performance.]
The remaining power—the immense strength and supreme wisdom enough to create a vast world and shape the river of life—quietly departed from this highest-level battle.
Like a ghost diving into the deep sea, it drifts towards its long-planned destination, which it had neglected due to its all-out struggle against the will of the spirit world.
You know, this performance can't last indefinitely; the cooperation of the spirit world's will has its limits.
Perhaps it's to maintain its unassailable image of authority, or perhaps it needs time to recalculate the cause and effect related to the Red Heart Society.
You must seize this precious window of opportunity, and under the cover of the most powerful notes of this raging symphony, accomplish that truly important task.
[Plunder the fundamental authority of Hell!]
[Use this primordial authority to either enhance your understanding of the ultimate path or help the Star Demon God fully recover.]
In every respect, this is a significant matter that the Red Heart Society must undertake.
【Now!】
[You must take advantage of the time before the will of hell reacts and before the will of the spirit world communicates with the will of hell to make this happen!]
[The Authority of Hell!]
【You've arrived!】(End of Chapter)