Honor and Shame
The wind was calm, and all things were silent.
Even beyond the Rift World, everything had fallen into dead silence.
All the craftsmen unconsciously widened their eyes and watched intently.
Wherever the silver light passed, Tear Rain, Corpse Flame, Burial Ground, Decaying Wind... all vanished without a trace.
The blood flowing across the ground quickly dried up. Earthen dolls resembling corpses and bones turned into drifting ash. It was still barren, still silent, still covered in cracks.
They had not fallen into hell, nor had heaven arrived.
It had merely returned to its original state...
Yet that was precisely the most terrifying part!
Amid the Torch Plague's corrosion, everything had been forcibly corrected once more. After all Stagnant Rot's corruption and distortions had been expelled, it was as though time had reversed, returning them to their original forms.
Not a fraction off, not a shred missing.
When Ji Jue stepped forward, everything beneath his feet abruptly began to expand. It was as though invisible walls had risen from the ground before the Torch Plague's contamination, suppressing the overwhelming Tidal Wave in turn and pushing it outward inch by inch...
No matter how hysterically the laughter within the sea of fire raged, no matter how it counterattacked in fury, it could no longer advance even a single step.
Everything within sight gradually fell under the control of those Formless Hands.
It could struggle no longer.
"All prosperity was created by these hands; all things in this world were wrought by ten fingers..."
Jiang Tongguang sighed, gazing at that expanse of silver radiance as he raised his cup and drank it in one go. "As expected of Non-Aggression!"
Snap!
Ji Jue flicked his finger again. Another ripple of silver burst from his fingertips and spread outward, freezing the onrushing