"This is none of your concern. Heaven's projections are everywhere; every place falls under Heaven's jurisdiction!" she said.
"Looks like you understand it yourself. The space you're in isn't Heaven, and perhaps even you don't know where Heaven is."
"This so-called 'Heaven Response' is nothing more than your impersonation," Wu Heng said.
At those words, the gaze of this hell-tier angel instantly changed.
"You were the observer last time!"
"Blasphemy—blasphemy that must be cleansed!" she declared thunderously.
Wu Heng showed no reaction just because she had raised her voice. He merely said evenly, "I'm simply curious whether Heaven in this world truly exists."
"As a Holy Spirit, let me guess—have you never seen God?"
"Perhaps you've never even reached this so-called Heaven, yet every demon and hell-tier being knows where Heaven is."
"All Holy Spirit Angels consider themselves followers of God."
Wu Heng took a step forward, and the blood-colored glass around them turned dark red, becoming even more eerie, as though this land itself represented ill omen.
It was no scene from the mortal world.
Beneath the dark-red ground, all kinds of rustling sounds began to emerge, as if countless living things were continuously appearing.
The sounds grew ever more intense, as though they were rapidly multiplying.
The wronged souls of this desert, including the souls of sand scorpions, lizards, and other insects and animals, were being transformed into Cursed Disciples by the projection of Blood Floss Hell.
Hell was descending upon the mortal world.
Even though this was merely Wu Heng's projection of Blood Floss Hell, thanks to its dual traits, coupled with Wu Heng's "the body is hell" nature—
Even without displaying the hell within him, merely mobilizing Eden's projection was enough to wield power comparable to hell.
"Your actions are violating God's rules."
"And you have