Revive, My Yun Luo!

At this moment, Eastsea Academy's training room had already been sealed off.

There were surveillance devices here—or rather, soul guidance recording instruments.

Everyone could clearly see what had happened, and Yun Luo's Evil Soul Master martial soul, along with his crazed state, made it easy to identify him as an Evil Soul Master.

This case involved soul masters, including powerful four-ring and even six-ring soul masters.

Eastsea City did not have a dedicated law enforcement organization, only the City Police Department. However, the Eastsea City Police Department had no ability to deal with a six-ring soul master.

All they could do was either report it upward and notify a higher-level department, asking them to send powerful experts over.

Or they could apply to a special organization and directly contact the War God Temple, asking its experts to come.

Of course, that was only in the most serious circumstances.

Under normal circumstances, when the local government handled problems, they would generally contact powerful experts from local clans or sect organizations, such as the Spirit Pagoda or the Tang Sect.

Wu Zhangkong himself held the status of a Tang Sect law enforcer, so the Eastsea City authorities had notified the Spirit Pagoda this time.

The Spirit Pagoda had sent a four-ring deacon.

With Leng Yaozhu stationed here, sending a deacon to investigate was considered sufficient.

Wu Zhangkong stood there at the moment. He was not wearing handcuffs, but several City Police Department officers stood nearby, watching over him and Yun Xiao.

As a middle-aged man walked in, he slightly raised his hand, revealing a law enforcer's token representing the Spirit Pagoda.

His gaze first met Chen Ye's, who stood behind Wu Zhangkong. Both wore faint smiles.

The law enforcer calmly stepped forward and briefly reviewed the recordings before turning his gaze toward Wu Zhangkong.

"It can already be confirmed that although his death was directly related to you, he himself intended to murder students of Eastsea Academy. That alone was a crime."

"And according to the City Police Department's investigation, this teacher named Yun Luo was very likely a follower of the Holy Spirit Cult—an Evil Soul Master."

The middle-aged man spoke to Wu Zhangkong with great courtesy.

Wu Zhangkong froze for a moment. He stood up in silence, first looking at his friend's corpse, then silently looking at the middle-aged man.

The Spirit Pagoda had never had a good relationship with them. He had originally thought this Spirit Pagoda law enforcer would make things difficult for him.

Yet he had not expected the other party to classify the case so quickly.

Under Federation law, everyone had the right to execute Evil Soul Masters.

The Holy Spirit Cult was an organization on the same level as anti-Federation forces. Upon encountering a Holy Spirit Cult follower, anyone could kill them without punishment—and would instead receive a reward.

Therefore, once Yun Luo was identified as a Holy Spirit Cult follower, Wu Zhangkong would not only avoid any punishment, but would also receive a commendation.

However, as he looked at his close friend's corpse, Wu Zhangkong stood there silently without saying a word, his eyes somewhat lost.

He also felt that Yun Luo seemed like an Evil Soul Master, but he had no evidence.

And the evidence the other party had found was likewise insufficient to prove Yun Luo's identity.

"Mr. Wu Zhangkong, if Yun Luo is not identified as an Evil Soul Master, you will face Federation trial. After the Federation's trial concludes, you will also face charges of intentional homicide as a soul master."

"If those charges proceed, you will be imprisoned for at least a year."

"If you are not certain that Yun Luo was a Holy Spirit Cult follower, then I will represent the Spirit Pagoda in sending you to the City Police Department for detention."

"At the same time, your student Yun Xiao will also be detained. Since there is a record of them actively fighting, they may very well be deemed to have used excessive force in self-defense."

"By then, whether it turns into legal wrangling or anything else, it will waste a great deal of time."

The middle-aged man looked at Wu Zhangkong and spoke very directly.

Yet not one of the police officers nearby said anything after hearing their conversation.

In this world, the strong were revered. Whoever possessed greater strength had the right to speak.

Even if Yun Luo could not currently be convicted, one side was a dead four-ring soul master, while the other was a Tang Sect genius—a six-ring Soul Emperor in his twenties.

Under such circumstances, no one would speak out of turn.

Wu Zhangkong fell silent for a moment. He was hesitant as well—on one side was his close friend's corpse, and on the other was his student.

"Yun Luo... was indeed most likely an Evil Soul Master. He was also the one who attacked my student Yun Xiao first this time. He can be identified as an Evil Soul Master."

"Then I will need to take his body away for investigation. Law Enforcer Wu, you may leave with your student."

As the middle-aged man spoke, he made an inviting gesture toward Wu Zhangkong. Wu Zhangkong fell silent for a moment, then rose and looked toward Yun Xiao, who was sitting nearby.

Yun Xiao was also looking at Yun Luo's corpse. Compared to Wu Zhangkong's grief, Yun Xiao had already completely concluded that the man was an Evil Soul Master.

After all, other than an Evil Soul Master, who would try to kill him the moment they met?

So he did not even look at Yun Luo's corpse again and simply turned to leave.

Wu Zhangkong was silent for a moment before turning and leaving as well.

As he watched the two depart into the distance, a faint golden glint flashed through the middle-aged man's eyes.

His gaze swept over the police officers, and their eyes began to turn dull.

Then Chen Ye calmly raised a hand and placed his palm over Yun Luo's corpse. The body turned into foam and vanished into thin air.

Watching the corpse disappear out of thin air, the middle-aged man turned and left. The police officers nearby also regained their senses, began cleaning up the scene, and then left as well.

From beginning to end, the police never asked again about Yun Luo's corpse—or rather, their memories had already been altered by Chen Ye.

Outside the academy, within a dense forest, Chen Ye's figure silently appeared.

He raised a hand slightly, and Yun Luo's corpse slowly materialized before him.

Looking at the wounds covering the other man's body and his miserable state, Chen Ye gently shook his head.

"Not a bad body. Perfect for becoming my avatar."

"What a pity. He clearly had Twin Martial Souls, yet he was forced to join the Holy Spirit Cult because one of them was evil in nature."

Chen Ye shook his head as he spoke. Calmly raising his hand, a brownish-yellow illustrated book appeared in it.

Looking at the Travels of Groselle before him, Chen Ye was clearly much calmer than before.

He slowly raised his hand, then placed it into the Travels of Groselle.

This time, there were not even any white scales covering his hand. As the four dimmed powers appeared once more—

Chen Ye acted with swift precision and directly grabbed one strand of pure black power.

It was a black force that resembled corrosion, flecked with tiny points of red light.

As Chen Ye closed his hand around it, he directly pulled out those tiny motes of light. They were The Hanged Man's first three authorities.

Looking at his hand, which had already begun to rot, Chen Ye did not care in the slightest. He directly pressed the motes of light into Yun Luo's body through the air.

As the first three authorities entered Yun Luo's body, his body trembled slightly. Then, his tightly shut eyes suddenly opened.

A faint smile flickered in Chen Ye's pale golden eyes.