"System malfunction. System malfunction."
Chen Cheng summoned the administrator panel before him. The warning kept flashing across it.
That damned thing had been far from simple. Somehow, it had completely seized part of the system's authority over the world's operations.
Broadly speaking, that authority covered the disposal of waste produced by consciousness, faith, and the like.
All living beings had their own emotions and desires. When certain things happened, they often felt grief, pain, sorrow, despair, and other negative emotions.
Especially when facing death, living beings often erupted with unimaginable despair.
Those emotions were a form of power in heaven and earth. If too much accumulated, it would create a place like the Demon Abyss.
In traditional myths, there was a place dedicated to handling such filth—the Yellow Springs.
In reality, though, there was a special system governing Reincarnation.
The Godly Thought had seized that part of the system. That was why he could peer into people's hearts, and why anyone who touched him suffered Faith Contamination from the filth.
The Godly Thought had taken over that part of the system's work. Now that he was dead, there was no one to process the filth.
If that gap was not filled, it would not be long before the New World became a Demon Realm.
"Activate administrator privileges. Connect the processing system to my consciousness."
Chen Cheng was the only one here who could fill the gap the Godly Thought had left. He had already condensed a Divine Core, so he could wield that authority without being contaminated.
And he had the Sword of Kings. Even if he was contaminated, he still had a chance to break free.
The instant the connection took hold, Chen Cheng felt his soul sliced into countless pieces. Each piece then merged with the resentment of