Chu Hang's body was still glowing.
Golden-red and silver-white light seeped from beneath his skin, like magma flowing through his veins.
The cracks within him were healing. The origins torn apart by the Living Tribunal's light of judgment were piecing themselves back together.
The Greed Concept was operating at full force.
The lingering golden fragments of energy in the void should have dissipated when the Living Tribunal departed, but now he was drawing them in bit by bit.
This energy carried the authority of judgment and the fluctuations of laws that stood above the Multiverse.
It was scorching.
Like molten iron being poured down his throat.
But Chu Hang gritted his teeth and swallowed it all in one gulp.
The Inner Universe trembled, and the galaxies that had only just stabilized began to shake again.
But this time, it was not collapse.
It was evolution.
The energy of judgment was forcibly digested by the Greed Concept, transformed into purer origin power, and integrated into every cell.
Thor gripped Stormbreaker and stood three meters away, not daring to approach.
Clark hovered in midair, his silver-white body radiating light, but he could sense it—Chu Hang's energy fluctuations were now more than a whole level above his own.
The divine eye on Strange's forehead throbbed wildly as it tried to analyze everything that had just happened.
Wanda held Adam in her arms. The child slept soundly against her, completely unaware that he had nearly lost his father.
Tony's faceplate popped open. After holding it in for a long while, he finally forced out a sentence.
"You were just... judged by that three-faced guy?"
Chu Hang opened his eyes.
His golden-red and silver-white pupils slowly turned.
"Yeah."
His voice was calm, but everyone could hear the exhaustion he could not suppress.
"And you're still