Zhuge Hei could not be resurrected!
At that moment, Grand Judge Zhuge flew into a furious rage.
He ordered the ritual's materials thrown out and replaced with fresh materials and new sacrifices.
He even replaced the entire group of people offering prayers.
"It must be because your hearts were not sincere enough! That is why Lord God and Demon will not resurrect my son!"
Thud!
Grand Judge Zhuge dropped to his knees before the divine statue and kowtowed madly. "Lord God and Demon, I beg you—resurrect my son!"
At that moment:
Grand Judge Zhuge was afraid.
But what he truly feared was not that Zhuge Hei could not be resurrected.
He feared that the Gods and Devils' power was not as formidable as he had imagined.
If the Gods and Devils were not powerful enough, then:
Young Master's side would suffer a massive decline in strength.
Perhaps even:
The Unique Association's strength would greatly wither as well.
Drip!
Drip!
Drip!
Drops of sweat rolled down Grand Judge Zhuge's forehead.
They also rolled down Sima Zhao's forehead.
Sima Zhao had intended to quietly gain leverage over Grand Judge Zhuge.
He had even wanted to seize evidence, grasp Grand Judge Zhuge's secret of resurrecting people in private, and hold it over him for the rest of his life.
But in the end:
The resurrection had failed.
"Zhuge Hei cannot be resurrected!"
"If—if Chu Qing kills me, can I still be resurrected?"
At that moment:
Sima Zhao was drenched in sweat.
He was afraid.
When he had watched Zhuge Hei die before, he had not considered it much of a problem.
At worst, the Gods and Devils would erase part of his emotions and part of his independent thought, but he would still be alive in the end.
But now:
Even the Gods