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Chapter 687: The Return Of Righteous God: Blessing Or Curse? · Oct 20, 2026

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651 Chapter 651: Cleverness Backfires 2026-10-20
652 Chapter 652: It’s My Own Limit, Not the Skill’s Limit 2026-10-20
653 Chapter 653: The Water God’s Palace; God Statues 2026-10-20
654 Chapter 654: The Water God Awakens 2026-10-20
655 Chapter 655: Not Even Knowing Who The Enemy Is 2026-10-20
656 Chapter 656: Others’ Faith Collapsing, What Does That Have To Do With Me? 2026-10-20
657 Chapter 657: You Can’t Just Abandon It And Reclaim It At Will 2026-10-20
658 Chapter 658: Antares, Someone Is Trying To Kill Me 2026-10-20
659 Chapter 659: Your Age Is Truly Tragic 2026-10-20
660 Chapter 660: So The Kunlun Divine Palace Truly Exists 2026-10-20
661 Chapter 661: Reforging A Divine Body—Difficult, Yet Not Without Hope 2026-10-20
662 Chapter 662: Eating It Directly Is A Bit Of A Waste 2026-10-20
663 Chapter 663: Grasping Law At Level 92? 2026-10-20
664 Chapter 664: The Oath Was Too Modest, The Goal Not Ambitious Enough 2026-10-20
665 Chapter 665: If He Doesn’t Move Faster, He Might Not Be The Seventh 2026-10-20
666 Chapter 666: Don’t Tell Me It’s Lightning Again? 2026-10-20
667 Chapter 667: So It Was Your Doing All Along! 2026-10-20
668 Chapter 668: Full After Just One Bite? 2026-10-20
669 Chapter 669: In My Eyes, It’s All Nonsense 2026-10-20
670 Chapter 670: The Difference Between Skills And Law Techniques 2026-10-20
671 Chapter 671: Suspected Light God’s Palace; Entering The Abyss 2026-10-20
672 Chapter 672: This Brat Is Truly A Genius! 2026-10-20
673 Chapter 673: Their True Target Is Me 2026-10-20
674 Chapter 674: With Me Here, No One Will Lay A Finger On You 2026-10-20
675 Chapter 675: Breaking The Deadlock And Adapting To Law 2026-10-20
676 Chapter 676: A Miracle! 2026-10-20
677 Chapter 677: Treating The Abyss As The Ultimate Dungeon! 2026-10-20
678 Chapter 678: The One Who Intended To Strike Was Not The Demon Emperor? 2026-10-20
679 Chapter 679: You’re Not Qualified To Kill Me! 2026-10-20
680 Chapter 680: The Heaven-Defying Comprehensive Rebirth Talent 2026-10-20
681 Chapter 681: You Can Get Lost Now 2026-10-20
682 Chapter 682: The Will God Awakens; The Sakura Kingdom Is Finished 2026-10-20
683 Chapter 683: Slaying A Will God 2026-10-20
684 Chapter 684: If Only There Were Several More Battles Like This 2026-10-20
685 Chapter 685: The Demons Withdraw; Jiang Yi Resurrects 2026-10-20
686 Chapter 686: I Must Find A Way To Survive 2026-10-20
687 Chapter 687: The Return Of Righteous God: Blessing Or Curse? 2026-10-20
688 Chapter 688: A Single Slip Ruins The Whole Thing 2026-10-20
689 Chapter 689: Jiang Yi Never Existed 2026-10-20
690 Chapter 690: To An Enemy, Even One Word Was A Waste 2026-10-20
691 Chapter 691: Why, Why Won’t You Die! 2026-10-20
692 Chapter 692: Seizing The Momentum 2026-10-20
693 Chapter 693: When It Comes To Acting, I’m A Professional 2026-10-20
694 Chapter 694: Unlike You, I Don’t Enjoy Wasting Breath 2026-10-20
695 Chapter 695: The Miserable Jiang Yi 2026-10-20
696 Chapter 696: Kill Me... Four Times! 2026-10-20
697 Chapter 697: Have I Created A Sun? 2026-10-20
698 Chapter 698: Every Skill Is Ridiculous 2026-10-20
699 Chapter 699: The Demon Emperor: Since You’re Here, Make The Best Of It 2026-10-20
700 Chapter 700: The Demon Emperor’s Shock 2026-10-20

Lin Moyu, Meng Anwen, and Dongfang Yi dissected the data piece by piece, stripping away speculation until only one conclusion remained.

The mythical-grade celestial material known as Daemetal was not something good.

It corroded the mind, driving people into bloodthirst and madness.

The Demon-Slaying Sword, forged from Daemetal, granted overwhelming power but brought about intense negative repercussions.

Meng Anwen said, “Considering everything that has happened, it’s certain that Righteous God has been influenced by the Daemetal.”

Lin Moyu nodded, “The diary records that Senior Dongfang Jin resisted its corruption. Logically, Righteous God should be able to as well.”

“If he’s being affected now, something must have gone wrong during his resurrection.”

“If the influence is minor, it’s manageable. With his soul rank, he should eventually correct himself.”

“What worries me is…”

Meng Anwen finished the thought, his voice heavy, “That Righteous God is no longer himself.”

Silence fell. No one elaborated, yet the implication was clear.

Meng Anwen said, “Either way, we remain cautious. I’ll notify Old Bai and the others to stay alert.”

Lin Moyu nodded, “I don’t know whether Righteous God’s return is a blessing or a curse. Let’s hope we’re overthinking this.”

There was no stopping Righteous God now. After all, he was the only half-step Transcendent God-level powerhouse of the human race.

His presence alone represented a pillar of strength for humanity.

Lin Moyu and Meng Anwen departed the imperial palace for the Dimensional Battlefield.

From the sky, Lin Moyu looked down upon the Eternal Great Wall—the culmination of centuries of sacrifice and labor, built across generations.

Construction had begun during Righteous God’s era, though it wasn’t completed until a century after his fall.

The Eternal Great Wall’s nine interconnected fortresses formed an unyielding barrier against the Demons.

Because of it, humanity had known relative peace for hundreds of years.

Though Demons occasionally slipped through by special means to massacre cities, a large-scale invasion like the recent one had not occurred in centuries.

Half a day later, reports arrived from the front lines.

The Demons and the Dragonkind had both retreated, and the Dimensional Battlefield had returned to peace.

The Eternal Great Wall slowly ceased operation with a deep rumble, and the formations throughout th empire powered down.

With the war’s end came the counting of the dead.

Though the conflict had lasted only a few short days, the losses were severe.

Every fallen soldier would be remembered as a hero.

The Shenxia Empire never abandoned the families of its martyrs. They would be honored and provided for.

Outside Fortress No. 9, Lin Moyu stood in the air, watching soldiers clear the battlefield. A quiet sigh escaped him.

War was merciless.

Lin Moyu clenched his fists, “This is the humans’ world. The Abyssal Demons, the Dragokind, none of you belong here.”

Since his school days, he had held one unwavering ambition: when strong enough, he would invade the Abyss and wipe out the Demons.

Now, the Dragonkind joined that list.

Suddenly, a streak of sword light cut across the sky.

In an instant, it halted above the fortress.

Jiang Yi had arrived, standing atop the Demon-Slaying Sword, never once glancing at the soldiers cleaning the battlefield below.

He passed Lin Moyu without acknowledgment.

Lin Moyu’s heart sank. This was worse than simple influence.

If Jiang Yi failed to recognize the only person he had spoken to during centuries of isolation in the secret realm, then something was deeply wrong.

As Jiang Yi approached the fortress, the defensive formation flared and blocked his entry.

Though human, the formation did not recognize him.

Lin Moyu watched in silence.

Jiang Yi did not force his way through. Instead, he said coldly, “I am Jiang Yi. Open the formation.”

His voice echoed through the formation.

Lin Moyu’s eyes narrowed. The voice was different—deeper, hoarser.

“The voice has changed.”

Back in Jiang Yi’s secret realm, Lin Moyu had spoken directly to his soul.

He clearly remembered that voice; it was Jiang Yi’s true voice.

Even in a soul state, once he manifested a human form, he should naturally have retained it.

But now, the voice was different.

Another detail troubled Lin Moyu: there was no smell of blood on Jiang Yi.

Jiang Yi had gone to hunt the Dragonkind and Demon troops and returned only after half a day. With his strength, he must have slaughtered countless enemies.

Yet there wasn’t even a faint scent of blood on him.

More than that, even murderous intent was completely restrained.

Under normal circumstances, that wouldn’t be strange. But immediately after a battle, it was highly unusual.

The soldiers outside the fortress, still cleaning the battlefield, carried the smell of blood and murderous intent.

And why had Jiang Yi come here? Why Fortress No. 9?

A figure rose from within the fortress. It was Wang Lin.

He usually managed the affairs of Fortress No. 9, while Ye Hao only intervened when matters escalated beyond control.

“Jiang Yi?” Wang Lin’s tone was uncertain as he examined him.

Jiang Yi looked him over in return, “Level 92. Low-tier God-level.”

His voice carried faint disdain.

Wang Lin couldn’t see Jiang Yi’s level, but he could feel the overwhelming pressure radiating from him.

The gap in strength was immense.

This man was that powerful and called himself Jiang Yi…

A realization struck Wang Lin, “Are you… Righteous God?”

Jiang Yi replied, “It is I. Open the formation. I wish to enter.”

Wang Lin exclaimed. “You are truly Righteous God? But you fell over 600 years ago.”

Jiang Yi said with a snort, “I did not die. I was merely in deep slumber and have now resurrected. Open the formation.”

Lin Moyu watched silently, “That’s the third time. And each time, his tone grows more urgent. What does he want?”

He was now certain Jiang Yi had a specific objective, though its nature remained unclear.

Fortress No. 9 was the endpoint of the Eternal Great Wall formation, the strongest node.

It was closest to the Abyssal Gate and the site of the fiercest battles.

Beyond that, it wasn’t fundamentally different from the other fortresses.

Lin Moyu briefly considered the Demon Extermination Tower. If anything distinguished this place, that tower would be it.

But he quickly dismissed the idea. The Demon Extermination Tower hadn’t existed in Jiang Yi’s era.

“Then what is he here for?”

Lin Moyu stayed silent, waiting for Jiang Yi to reveal his true purpose.

Wang Lin remained cautious and did not open the formation. Instead, he sent out a message.

Soon, several figures flew over from within the fortress. Ye Hao arrived with his companions, and Bai Yiyuan was among them.

Bai Yiyuan had come as reinforcement and, since the battle had only just ended, had not yet departed.

In fact, by the time he arrived, the fighting was already subsiding, and he hadn’t needed to act.

Judging from their demeanor, his relationship with Ye Hao seemed to have improved somewhat.

Earlier, when Lin Moyu brought news about Jiang Yi, he had told only Bai Yiyuan.

The moment Ye Hao saw Jiang Yi, his body trembled.

“Are you… Righteous God?”

Jiang Yi frowned, “And you are?”

Ye Hao bowed, “Junior Ye Hao greets Righteous God.”

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