Chapter 692: The Criminal on the Execution Platform

Being able to transfer living beings from this world to the outside world was a vital prerequisite to this grand plan.

An Lin was starting to get quite excited. “Let’s do it! Who are we going to transfer?”

“Hmm… This technique is going to be a little risky, so let me think first…” Tina closed her eyes in deep thought.

“I feel like we should find someone with fanatical beliefs so that they can help us broadcast everything about the outside world to the people of this world. They should have a relatively high social status in this world and be proficient at spreading messages. That way, they would be able to brainwash others effectively.

“Someone like this would be extremely useful to us once they return from our world back to this one,” An Lin said slowly.

Tina nodded before suddenly grabbing onto An Lin’s hand.

In the next instant, the space around them transformed, and they arrived at a plaza piled up with white jade stones.

“This is…” An Lin looked down at the bunch of living beings below him before exclaiming, “This is the central city of the True Demon Tribe!”

Tina opened her emerald eyes as a smile lit up her flawless features. “We’ve arrived just in time for the show!”

An Lin looked around to find that there were at least a hundred thousand people gathered on the plaza. Not only were there true demons from the True Demon Tribe, but the representatives from all the other tribes were also there as well.

Everyone had their eyes aimed at the center of the plaza while wearing different expressions on their faces. Some were angry, some were enraged, some were resentful, and some were taking pleasure in someone else’s misfortune.

An Lin turned his eyes toward where everyone was looking, and he saw a powerful true demon at the center of a sacrificial altar. The true demon had been bound by black chains and was suspended high in the sky as scorching flames raged below him.

Upon seeing the true demon, An Lin’s mouth gaped open and his eyes widened as he drew a sharp intake of breath.

What a familiar true demon!

He instantly understood why Tina had brought him here.

The first Soul Formation Stage cultivator of this world, General Hong Cang, faced all the spectators as he announced with a solemn expression, “Wei Ji from the True Demon Tribe. His crime? Lying to the entire world!

“A hundred years ago, he falsely promoted failure of tribulation transcendence as ascension and urged all the main tribes of this world to falsely celebrate the deaths of their powerful members, thereby leading everyone in this world to commit the crimes of disrespect to their ancestors.

“This is a heinous crime that cannot be forgiven by heaven and earth. Since then, he has been imprisoned for a hundred years! Today, we shall execute him to console the dead souls of our predecessors!”

General Hong Cang’s words were instantly met with countless enraged cries.

“Burn! Burn! Burn…”

Their combined cries of rage were audible all the way up in the heavens.

That’s right, the true demon that was suspended over the sacrificial altar was none other than the true demon that mistook failed tribulation transcendence as ascension a hundred years ago.

His words influenced the entire world, and everyone believed in his unintentional lie as they celebrated the tragic passing of their ancestors. Even though the events had taken place so long ago in the past, everyone was still riddled with guilt and humiliation whenever they thought about it. Those were some absolute f*cking travesties!

And the person who had instigated all this was the true demon, Wei Ji!

To be fair, Wei Ji would be quite justified in feeling aggrieved. After all, he had been misled by God of Creation Tina.

If it wasn’t for Tina destroying a bunch of Spirit-Engulfing Beasts that had surrounded them, he wouldn’t have been led down a false train of thought that resulted in this epic misunderstanding.

The enraged voices calling for Wei Ji to burn were sweeping toward the sacrificial altar in undulating waves.

They needed a scapegoat to take the blame for them. Otherwise, they would become the b*tt of jokes for the next generations in countless years to come.

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Failures in tribulation transcendence were greeted by raucous, large-scale celebrations. This would indeed be quite an absurd joke for the future generation to spread!

Hence, it was clear that Wei Ji had to become the scapegoat.

This was all Wei Ji’s fault!

Even though Wei Ji was suspended over the flames as countless people hurled insults at him, his expression was extremely peaceful.

“I still think that what I witnessed that day was an act of god. It was real. Even if it wasn’t the team leader that was responsible for it, I know that it was a blessing bestowed upon us by God. When we die, we will definitely be able to reach another world!

“God is forgiving and wise. God will understand and forgive everything I have done as I did not harbor any ill will in the unintentional lie I had told! After I die, I will definitely be able to ascend to a realm of bliss!”

Wei Ji’s words reverberated across the entire plaza, which instantly attracted a torrent of abuse and jeers.

“Haha, you should say all of this to the Spirit-Engulfing Beasts when you go to hell!” General Hong Cang chuckled coldly. When he waved a hand, the flames below Wei Ji began to roar with greater ferocity.

Scorching temperatures caused the air to shimmer and warp as heatwaves swept outward for several hundred meters, which was enough for everyone to experience the fearsome temperatures.

The flames began to rise toward Wei Ji.

Wei Ji looked up into the clear, blue sky, where a few white clouds drifted lazily.

Fearsomely scorching temperatures began to engulf his body. The Soul Formation Stage General Hong Cang was personally administering his execution, and a cultivator at the Spirit Nurturing Pinnacle Stage like him was completely unable to resist the flames.

“I still believe that God won’t abandon me. I am innocent! God will definitely take me to another world; a vast, beautiful world where endless bliss awaits me!”

All the representatives of each tribe looked up at Wei Ji as if they were looking at a nutjob, and the sound of jeering and insults rose and fell in undulating waves.

“May these flames purify this heinous body of his!”

General Hong Cang waved his hand again as the flames completely engulfed Wei Ji’s body.

Scorching flames lit up the entire plaza with dazzling light as everyone stared at the center of the sacrificial altar to commemorate the judgment delivered upon this heinous criminal.

Boom!

Right at this moment, heaven and earth suddenly began to tremble.

A pillar of golden light fell from the sky, vanquishing the roaring flames and encapsulating Wei Ji’s body.

All the spectators’ expressions shifted drastically.

Wei Ji’s face turned blank as he looked up at the figure descending from the sky.

Iridescent light flashed and heavenly music sounded in the sky above, giving listeners a sense of entrancement.

A handsome man in flowing white robe flew toward Wei Ji with a gentle smile on his face.

Wei Ji’s lips trembled, and tears welled up in his eyes as he struggled to speak, “Ho-holy spokesperson, you’re finally here!”

All the spectators were either very familiar with this white-robed man, or they had never seen him before. However, that didn’t matter as such a bad*ss entry had already shocked everyone present!

General Hong Cang half-knelt onto the ground as he spoke in a respectful voice, “Hong Cang pays his respects to the holy spokesperson!”

Upon learning the identity of this man, all the spectators on the plaza also saluted respectfully, and some of them had even knelt onto the ground below An Lin.

The legends of God’s spokesperson were simply too renowned for anyone to have not heard of him. Not only was he an invincible being, but he was also the true spokesperson who represented heaven and earth. How could anyone not offer a respectful salute to such a mighty existence?

“We pay our respects to the holy spokesperson!”

“We pay our respects to the holy spokesperson!”

Countless cultivators chimed in, and their voices shook the entire central city.