Aquarius still can't find its place among Thousand Faces.
A Preacher.
A swordsman with the ability to purify fanatic believers.
These two are already on Aquarius's kill list.
Today, she is determined to eliminate the two of them and prevent any future trouble.
Qin Ze's performance far exceeded Aquarius's expectations.
With the other party interfering, her chances of finding Thousand Faces were greatly reduced.
Now, if we want a quick victory, we can only rely on the power of the Lord.
Aquarius doesn't really want to do that, because it would make her seem incompetent.
But she had to do it in order to win.
"Go and deal with the sword cultivator."
"Help me buy some time; I need to invoke the gods."
This statement from Aquarius is directed at Libra.
Although she didn't know where Libra was, she was certain that the Laoliu was still hiding nearby.
Qin Ze actually wanted to say, "Go ahead and invite the gods; I won't bother you."
After all, he went to such great lengths for the " Martial Soul True Body " of Aquarius.
But before Qin Ze could speak, a huge scale suddenly rose beneath his feet, lifting him into the sky.
Qin Ze stood on one of the trays.
He discovered that his "spirit" was bound to the scales by a set of rules.
This scale is also an embodiment of some kind of rule.
If the rules of the scales are not followed, the "spirit" will remain trapped on them.
Qin Ze examined the scales with great interest.
Unsurprisingly, these stemmed from the evolution of innate abilities.
A dark green beam of light shot into the sky, enveloping Qin Ze on the balance tray and instantly weakening his spiritual power.
Qin Ze raised his eyebrows.
Good grief, the opponent also used the " Blood Boiling " combo.
"Ah~ Ahh~ Ah~"
Suddenly, a series of high-pitched and loud voices rang out from the nearby void, quite catchy at first listen.
"Woof~ woof woof~"
Qin Ze frowned slightly.
What's going on? Why is the dog barking?
"Damn it, bro, stop messing around."
"Seriously, I'm fed up. The background music has never worked even once."
"To compete on the same stage as a singer like me is a blessing you earned in your past life."
Woof woof woof woof!
"Big Brother said, 'Good fortune is damn good! Next time it'll be the lead singer. You better watch out and learn well.'"
"Excuse me, brother, please don't bark like that next time, thank you."
"..."
The catchy background music abruptly stopped, followed by a cacophony of voices from men, women, and children, as noisy as a market.
A huge question mark appeared above Qin Ze's head. What was this overwhelming sense of déjà vu all about?
The clones watching the spectacle on the Local Area Network were all amused.
"Weren't they fighting? Why are they suddenly doing a group comedy routine?"
"A team that came together halfway through just doesn't have any chemistry, unlike us, we're perfectly in sync!"
"We had an unspoken understanding?"
"I think... there probably is."
"Boring, I don't like listening to crosstalk, I want to see rivers of blood."
"..."
The clones on the Local Area Network and the sounds in the surrounding void were both beeping at the same time, Qin Ze a huge headache.
"Snort!"
The snort was like a thunderclap, and the chaotic market immediately fell silent.
" The Scales of Judgment will now weigh upon your soul."
The scales will weigh the good in your soul.
"If it is greater than sin, the scales will set you free."
"Conversely, I will strip you of your soul."
Upon hearing this, Qin Ze clearly felt a strange energy fluctuation emanating from the balance scale beneath him.
The process of establishing the rules has begun.
Qin Ze scoffed at the other party's words. "You dare to judge me?"
A white feather drifted down from the sky and landed on the other pan of the scale.
The balance began to shake violently from side to side, with the trays on both sides bobbing up and down.
Seeing this, the clones couldn't help but ask, "You're not even as heavy as a single hair, are you?"
Qin Ze was still pondering the specific rules of this balance.
He dismissed the sound from the void as nothing more than a fart.
Weighing the good in the soul is simply impossible.
Talent alone could not achieve this level.
If there truly is a means to measure the goodness of a soul, it must be something only divine power can accomplish.
After swaying back and forth for a while, the balance suddenly achieved a delicate equilibrium.
"Huh?"
A confused voice echoed from the void.
The next second, the balance on Qin Ze's side suddenly sank, and the feather was lifted high into the air.
Qin Ze narrowed his eyes and murmured, "What the scales truly weigh is the strength of the soul."
The feather instantly transformed into a blurry, ever-changing shape of spirit.
Libra stared blankly at the result before them, finding it hard to accept the fact.
Various chaotic sounds from his body began to emerge:
"It's all over, Waterloo."
"No way, is that guy on the other side out of control? How come his spirit is even stronger than all of ours combined?"
"We have Level Nine spiritual strength, how can he, a Level Seven, be heavier than us?"
"Woof woof woof~"
"My brother said you guys can't take a loss. The scales won't make a mistake; if you're bad, just practice more."
"..."
Libra looked at Qin Ze in disbelief. "How can your spirit be so strong?"
To ensure absolute success, he was weakened by Aquarius.
The "spiritual body" within Qin Ze's body erupted, forming a massive vortex nearly ten meters in diameter and a hundred meters high.
"Is my spirit very strong?"
"It's just so-so."
Libra was dumbfounded.
You call this the spirit of Level Seven Martial Artist?
Qin Ze said calmly, "Let me guess, your innate ability is actually based on this Soul Balance, right?"
"The rule mandates a comparison of the strength of both spirits."
The weaker party... will be devoured by the other.
It was precisely for this reason, coupled with Libra's "steady" nature, that a bunch of messy things got into his spiritual slit.
Qin Ze smiled and said, "The weighing results are in."
"Thank you for your generous gift of spirit."
"You're such a good person."
Large hands reached out from the tray beneath Libra, desperately tearing at his spirit.
Libra let the hands tear at him, coldly saying, "Do you think I didn't expect this day to come?"
"This is my ability; my understanding and control over it far surpasses yours!"
Libra suddenly unleashed a burst of spiritual energy, and cracks instantly appeared on the surface of the scales.
Qin Ze saw through Libra's intentions; he wanted to destroy the scales and forcibly terminate the rule process.
This comes from his ability; he can indeed press the pause button, but it will inevitably come with a huge backlash.
The scales crumbled inch by inch, Libra managed to save itself, but its spirit was noticeably weakened.
He's fallen from grace.
He fell from the Peak of Level Eight to the Early Level Eight.
Libras don't distinguish between friend and foe; they only consider strength and weakness. No wonder Libra are so steady.
A great dragon leaped out from Qin Ze's Spiritual Sea of Consciousness, heading straight for Libra.
Seeing this, Libra gritted his teeth, waved his hand, and released most of the spiritual energy within him.
Hundreds of spirits, like wild horses, flew everywhere.
"I'm free!"
"The air of freedom is indeed sweet!"
Wow! What a huge dragon!
Woof woof woof!
"My brother said there's a telephone pole there, it needs to pee there."
"..."