Chapter 1414: Han Meng's Judgment

As Han Meng's voice resonated, the area beneath his feet within the courtroom began to rise steadily. His black law enforcement trench coat billowed as if by an unseen wind, making him appear like the ultimate judge presiding over the truth of this domain.

Simultaneously, the defendant's stand rose before Teacher Ye.

Countless chains bound Teacher Ye's body, and he knelt on the defendant's stand. The scene before him gradually overlapped with the judgment from over three hundred years ago. In a daze, he seemed to see himself again, angrily accusing Chu Changqing and the Nine Great Bases from the same stand...

But this time, Teacher Ye was quiet.

He knelt silently, head bowed, like a desperate penitent awaiting a death sentence.

"...It should have happened long ago," Teacher Ye muttered with a bitter smile.

Oh, Little Chu...

If only you had been a little crueler back then and executed me right there in court... How much better would that have been?

"In this court...""Ye Mu, second son of Ye Jianguo and Han Xuewen from Shanghai City, leader of the Fusion faction..."As the Verdict of Sins was activated, a dark crimson tinge appeared in Han Meng's pupils. His eyes, seemingly capable of perceiving everything, fixated on the figure kneeling on the defendant's stand... His low voice, like an undeniable oracle, echoed throughout the courtroom.

At this moment, crime and punishment intertwined in Han Meng's eyes. The past flooded into his mind, slowly placed upon the scales of "justice."

Unsure of what he saw, he seemed momentarily lost in thought...

The last time he wavered like this was during Chen Ling's trial in the Boundless Domain.

When good and evil coexist in chaos, and black and white spin like frantic yin and yang fish—each within the other—it becomes impossible to discern and measure them by conventional means. Yet, Han Meng did not make an arbitrary decision. The scales of justice in his heart creaked as they rose and fell, meticulously weighing every ounce of humanity.

Finally, he seemed to have made his decision.

With one hand, he gripped a hammer; with the other, he slowly raised his gun.

On the defendant's stand, Teacher Ye took a deep breath, quietly closed his eyes, and awaited the arrival of death.

The next moment, Han Meng's calm and resolute voice rang out above the courtroom:

"Ye Mu, not guilty."

Teacher Ye was stunned.

As if doubting his own ears, he suddenly lifted his head, looking at Han Meng in the courtroom with confusion.

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

There,A blurred storm of thoughts began to materialize within the courtroom!

"Thought Calamity, you deserve to die a thousand deaths!!!" Light flashed brilliantly in Han Meng's eyes. He stood tall and unyielding, pulling the trigger at the Thought Calamity without a trace of fear!

Bang—!!!

The instant Han Meng pulled the trigger, a deafening roar erupted in the courtroom. Countless dazzling bolts of lightning shot out from behind him, converging into a spear of justice powerful enough to pierce through anything, soaring towards the storm of thoughts above Teacher Ye!

A furious explosion of thunder erupted above the courtroom, and a burning, blinding deep-blue sun, like the Eye of Justice, opened wide in wrath!

Boom—!!!

Surging air currents swept through every corner of the courtroom, making Han Meng's law enforcement trench coat flap wildly!

Teacher Ye watched the scene in disbelief, seemingly unable to comprehend why Han Meng had chosen not to judge him. He slowly raised his head to the sky, where the flashing eye of lightning began to slowly dissipate and fade away...

A blurry storm of thoughts still swirled above Teacher Ye, completely unharmed.

Empty eyes opened within the storm.Thought Calamity's gaze, as if using the storm as a medium, directly stared at Han Meng in the courtroom. Faintly, a mocking laugh echoed across the sky.

You, of all people...You dare to dream of judging me?

Although Han Meng was currently the Chief Judge, he was only at the seventh tier. Even if he intended to judge the Thought Calamity, it was questionable whether his attack could even hit the bodiless entity. Even if it did, it wouldn't inflict much damage.

Han Meng knew this, but he still resolutely chose to judge the Thought Calamity...

Being unable to do something and choosing not to do something are two different matters.

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

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

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

Within the storm, Thought Calamity's mocking and arrogant laughter grew clearer. It casually glanced at Han Meng, and an invisible storm of thoughts, carrying terrifying pressure, slammed into his body!

It was a long-distance strike from the Calamity of Annihilation!

"No!!!"

On the defendant's stand, Teacher Ye's eyes instantly widened. A similar storm of thoughts burst from his heart, crashing directly into the Thought Calamity's attack, deflecting its trajectory slightly so that it barely grazed Han Meng's body!

The gaze from the Calamity of Annihilation immediately returned to Teacher Ye, seemingly tinged with anger.

Just then, Teacher Ye seemed to grasp something.

Without hesitation, he pulled out the last two syringes he carried, plunging them violently into his chest, one on each side, injecting all the medicine into his body...

"Pfft—!!!"

Teacher Ye suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood. Simultaneously, blood gushed from his eyes, nose, and ears, and even his capillaries burst in large patches, staining his skin a crimson red.

"Spirit and flesh are intimately connected..."

"Normally, you can manipulate my thoughts at will. But when I overdraw my physical body to forcibly elevate my spiritual tier, even you won't be able to easily control me, who possesses the same abilities as you!"

Teacher Ye's vitality rapidly collapsed. Transformed into a blood-soaked figure, he stared intently at the storm, speaking in a hoarse voice,

"My entire life, I've been your puppet..."

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

As the triple-dose medicine infused his body, Teacher Ye's spiritual power rapidly expanded. He could clearly feel a thought attempting to interfere with his brain, but possessing his own thought storm, he had already turned his mind into a battlefield, desperately fighting against the Thought Calamity's power!

Teacher Ye's abilities originated from the Thought Calamity; even if he gambled his life, he couldn't defeat it. Now, the only thing he could do was protect his true self for a little longer.

Teacher Ye's blood-stained hand waved, and a storm of thoughts swept forth, forcibly pushing the surrounding courtroom back into nothingness!

In the ravaged laboratory,Teacher Ye, dragging his blood-soaked body, stumbled towards Han Meng.

Han Meng watched him with a frown, and after a long moment, spoke in a deep voice:

"...You're dying."

"I should have died long ago," Teacher Ye replied with a grim smile. "Finally, I'd like to ask Officer Han Meng for a favor..."

"Tell me."

"Your gun, lend it to me for a moment."

Han Meng's gaze fell upon the gun in his hand. "This gun's power comes from the blessing of judgment. Without me, it's just an ordinary pistol."