Chapter 735: Shattered Boundaries

Whether it’s an invasion or the surge of Judgmental Power, the pollution in Second Satellite City had already been cut off.

Elsewhere in Qinggang, Doll held back the oncoming mental monsters from reaching the perimeter of High-wall City.

Unless the Dark Queen herself intervenes, nothing can break the barrier Doll has set up for Qinggang at this moment.

Meanwhile, mysterious ability users from other regions have clashed with the reinforcements arriving from every side.

In the end, the focus of the pollution is singular.

A world-class S-level special pollution—the Midnight Tribunal.

Lu Xin floored the accelerator, and the truck unleashed the ultra-performance it was built for, speeding straight for the steel drawbridge of Second Satellite City. When the bridge lowered in time, Lu Xin burst out of the city…

Whoosh…

Outside the city, Lu Xin saw one executioner after another, densely packed in formation.

Without hesitation, he slammed the accelerator and the truck roared as it charged through the crowd.

With full horsepower and steadfast resolve, it barreled directly toward that looming statue among the executioners.

Crack, crack, crack…

It was the sound of wheels crushing countless bones…

How odd—these beings don’t even seem to have hearts, yet their bones can be shattered by a truck tire?

Or is that just my imagination?

It doesn’t matter—I rather enjoy it.

Lu Xin’s face broke into an excited grin as he pressed the accelerator harder. His grip on the steering wheel was as firm as if he were holding a multi-barrel rotary gun. The wheels kicked up a burst of sand as they charged toward the real-world projection of the Sword Bearer.

Rattle, rattle…

As the truck thundered forward, countless executioners turned their heads in unison.

Their synchronized movement was mechanical, as if driven by an awkward, rigid terror.

They showed no fear of the truck’s immense momentum—or of Lu Xin atop it—and converged steadily toward the center.

It was as if they intended to confront the truck head-on, reaching out with their very bodies to seize Lu Xin.

Swish, swish, swish…

At the same time, over the wasteland, innumerable gallows—whether real or illusory—released cascades of ropes.

The ropes, like venomous serpents, kept descending and coiling around Lu Xin’s neck inside the truck, evoking the sensation of being caught in a dense forest of cold, creeping vipers.

“Help…”

Yet in the face of such indescribable danger, Lu Xin remained unperturbed, murmuring under his breath.

Then Mom smiled gently as she retrieved her gleaming scissors from her delicate small satchel.

Chink, chink…

The crisp sound of the snapping scissors echoed as the ropes hanging from both sides of the gallows were instantly severed.

One could even see a length of rope twisting uncontrollably as it fell to the ground.

Heh, heh, heh, heh…

Father’s icy laugh rang out from atop the truck as a black shadow slowly unfurled outward.

Whenever an executioner was engulfed by the black shadow, he vanished as if swallowed by a dark lake.

After a time, they reappeared within the shadow, but they were unmistakably transformed.

No longer merely executioners, they now looked like…

…Chefs?

It seemed that wherever the black shadow spread, every executioner was undergoing a complete transformation.

Once clad in black suits, ties, and immaculately styled hair—archetypal office workers—they were quickly morphed by Father’s engulfing shadow into figures wearing transparent raincoats, wielding cleaver-like bone-choppers, and charging forward with shrill cries.

The Midnight Tribunal is also empowered by a formidable aura of fear—an essential trait to extend its influence.

But under these conditions, it gave Father the perfect opportunity to consolidate his strength.

The process of pollution and devouring looked as if it were orchestrated by a butcher brigade from the culinary world.

The scene was so impactful that Lu Xin couldn’t help but glance up at Father.

Two lessons became clear:

First, under the onslaught of ultimate power, these ordinary mental entities have no choice but to either be polluted or to pollute.

Second, buying Father that raincoat was a mistake, no matter how well it suited him…

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“Time to reveal the truth…”

With Father and Mom’s support, Lu Xin pressed on virtually unfazed, steadily gathering strength as he surged forward.

The truck turned into a meat grinder on wheels, crushing executioners in its wake.

Ahead, the immense statue of the Sword Bearer—a towering figure in the wasteland—loomed ever closer, nearly suffocating in its sheer scale.

Inside, the fervor within Lu Xin ignited like a raging wildfire…

Sword Bearer.

One of the thirteen ultimates, embodying the power of Judgment.

Now, facing its projection—which was nearly as tangible as the real deal—it was truly terrifying.

Absolutely terrifying.

After all, what difference is there compared to confronting the actual Sword Bearer?

Even though he had just dealt with many executioners, they had all been pierced by the Judgment Sword.

But having his heart personally impaled by the Sword Bearer’s Judgment Sword was an entirely different ordeal.

Besides, I too have discovered my mental core; not long ago, I had just received my university diploma…

…Pah, as if I should fear him.

…I’m invincible in this world.

Holding onto that thought, as the Sword Bearer’s shadow drew ever nearer, Lu Xin suddenly grabbed his Sister’s hand.

Nimbly, he leapt out through the truck window to join Father. Although he no longer controlled the steering wheel, the truck stayed firmly on course with the accelerator pressed down, relentlessly fueling its drive forward.

“Are you the Sword Bearer?”

At less than a hundred meters away, Lu Xin could clearly see the Sword Bearer.

The towering figure, heavy helmet, body ensnared by a fearsome mental aura, and the Judgment Sword arcing across mid-air like a colossal bridge—all exuded an overwhelming pressure.

Yet, facing this giant, Lu Xin only bit his lip in defiance.

Suddenly, the shadows around him began to swell, coalescing into a curtain of night that blanketed the wasteland.

In comparison to the massive Sword Bearer, Lu Xin felt as insignificant as an ant.

“I don’t like you towering over me while you talk to me like that!”

Lu Xin’s voice emerged in a deep, sudden tone, and he thrust his right hand forward abruptly.

With a resounding ‘Whoosh!’

His right hand instantly turned pale.

And clearly, in the center of that pale hand, a black nail was embedded right through the palm.

As Lu Xin extended his hand, ripples spread through the air like countless glass panels shattering one after another.

His hand pierced through those layers, seizing the Sword Bearer’s front.

Pale Hand.

Qinggang had already tested this ability to verify its nature.

Moreover, Professor Bai of Qinggang analyzed this hand’s power and labeled it a ‘theft’ ability.

Yet, Lu Xin received a different explanation from Mom.

Theft is only one aspect; its power alone cannot merit a place among the thirteen ultimates of mental might.

Pale Hand truly represents possession.

Both legitimate and illegitimate possession.

Especially as the black particles within Lu Xin began to surge, this power of possession reached its zenith.

Boom…

Just as the Pale Hand extended, the massive Sword Bearer statue slowly raised his rusted Judgment Sword.

Channeling a force strong enough to carve a deep chasm into the ground, he slammed it down.

Under the crushing weight of that rusted sword, every living being and every layer of mental essence seemed to waver, overcome by a loss of resolve.

The simmering guilt within made one forget even to dodge.

Simply put, it was like having a pickpocket suddenly clamp a pair of cold handcuffs on you in the middle of the street.

One moment you look up and see a kindly police officer smiling at you.

…But that was for everyone else.

For Lu Xin, it was different. Reconciled with himself moments ago, his confidence surged once more.

“On what right do you judge me?”

I get up at 7:30, arrive at the company by 8:30, work diligently without games, and don’t even waste time on the office girls…

So, what do I have to be judged for?

Thus, standing defiantly on the truck’s roof, he boldly reached out his hand.

Crack…

The massive Judgment Sword pierced Lu Xin’s heart.

It’s hard to fathom such a wide sword slicing through a tiny heart.

That enormous rusted sword looked as if it could cleave Lu Xin’s body in two.

Yet, Lu Xin allowed the massive Judgment Sword to impale his heart without a change in expression.

At the same time, his right palm inexplicably clutched the Sword Bearer’s throat.

Before the Sword Bearer could react, Lu Xin forcefully yanked it downward.

Pale Hand takes possession of whatever it touches.

Once it seizes the Sword Bearer’s throat, it gives no chance to break free.

Meanwhile, Father’s cold chuckle echoed as his figure emerged from the black shadow, standing over ten meters tall.

With an enormous, terrifying force, he charged forward and collided directly with the Sword Bearer’s legs.

Crash…

A cascade of unstable, fine electric currents rippled over the Sword Bearer’s body.

Then, this giant staggered and fell heavily forward.

A massive cloud of dust billowed upward, nearly obscuring both the Red Moon and the two eyes in the sky.

The scattered surge of mental power exploded outward.

Within several dozen meters, all the executioners were reduced to a scattering of mental energy.

The truck, charging ahead, slammed into the colossal force and flipped completely over.

In the midst of the tremendous impact, Lu Xin, pierced by the Judgment Sword through his heart, glared forward relentlessly.

The Sword Bearer had already fallen, so his gaze now aligned with Lu Xin’s.

Thud! Thud!

His heart pounded furiously, and with every beat, a torrent of blood gushed from the wound.

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“Did you see that?”

Facing the ashen, dead eyes of the Sword Bearer, Lu Xin gritted his teeth and cried out through the pain of his lacerated heart:

“Even if your sword pierces my heart, it still beats.”

“So…”

“Who do you think you are?”