Chapter 980: Unexpected! No Effect at All!
Judgment Demon Sovereign completed the cast just in time.
Ten Thousand Blades never expected the non-specialist to have spatial skills or talents.
And those spatial abilities actually outranked his own Dimensional Slash.
Thankfully, his old companion finished the cast.
The Judgment Domain was instantly deployed.
Judgment Demon Sovereign locked onto Ling Zhan from afar.
Ling Zhan was less than ten meters from Ten Thousand Blades.
And that was exactly what Judgment needed.
The domain of Judgment Descends enveloped Ling Zhan.
But…
As Judgment Demon Sovereign put all his might into trying to judge Ling Zhan, intending to kill or maim him—something unexpected happened!
Swish!!
Ling Zhan wasn't hindered at all by the domain. His body didn't even pause as he charged at Ten Thousand Blades.
Ten Thousand Blades, who had just started to relax and intended to reopen his dimensional rift to return to the Heavenly Demon Capital, suddenly felt his skin crawl!
'Danger'!
A glowing red 'danger' character flashed vividly in his mind.
The threat of death blanketed him.
At that moment, Ten Thousand Blades admitted it—his long-dormant fear and dread had returned.
They had only exchanged one round of combat!
Just one!
And he was already half-dead, burning alive!
Worse, no matter how many purify, cleanse, or heal skills he used—it did nothing!
The black flame within him clung to his body like a parasite.
He was forced to retreat, hoping to switch bodies.
He had no choice…
That was the only way to escape the black flame—use a new vessel.
He had spare bodies prepared back at the Heavenly Demon Capital. All he needed was to transfer his soul.
Those vessels were specially crafted, their level set by his original soul.
Meaning even if he switched bodies, his level wouldn't drop—at most, he'd suffer 1–5 level loss from incompatibility.
Unfortunately…
He no longer had that chance.
With a sickening squelch—
Ling Zhan's battle spear pierced straight through his body.
WHOOSH!!
A torrent of black flames exploded like a bomb, engulfing and burning Ten Thousand Blades to ashes!
Some might wonder:
Was Ten Thousand Blades' defense really that weak?
Just one stab and it's over?
That was thanks to 'Weaken' and 'Divine Judgment.'
His attributes had been drastically reduced.
Leaving his defenses in shambles.
Plus, Ling Zhan's weapon—Chameleon—was no ordinary gear!
It had recently been upgraded.
A divine weapon's attack power was terrifying.
Moreover…
Only divine weapons could threaten world-class enemies.
And also…
Ling Zhan had stacked many high-tier damage effects on the spear.
Such as 'Pierce,' 'Poison Coating,' 'Armor Break,' and other SS+ tier skills.
But what crushed Ten Thousand Blades was why Ling Zhan was unaffected by the domain.
Normally, anyone with over 30 malice points would be judged.
Even if not killed, they'd be severely injured.
But Ling Zhan? Not affected at all!
Did he have less than 30 malice!?
How!?
Malice accumulates over time!
Surely he'd lied at some point in his life?
Even a white lie adds 0.1 malice.
Never mind bullying, stealing, swearing—
All that should add up to more than 30!
But…
What they didn't know…
Ling Zhan's malice really hadn't reached 30.
Not even 10.
Why? Simple.
Ling Zhan reincarnated from another world.
When he took over this body, the malice counter reset.
Later, he committed some questionable acts for system tasks—but those didn't count.
And actions like 'stripping' enemies in battle, if deemed justified, didn't increase malice.
When facing the Dark Empress, he used a stripping skill—but gained no malice.
And when hounded by rude reporters, the same thing—no malice generated.
So his total malice still didn't exceed 10.
That's why…
When Judgment Demon Sovereign used his signature skill, Ling Zhan didn't care—he just kept chasing Ten Thousand Blades.
One spear strike pierced through Ten Thousand Blades again, sending his HP plummeting.
Gotta admit…
Ten Thousand Blades was ridiculously tanky.
Even with 60% stat reduction, Ling Zhan's strike only removed 20% HP.
Without that debuff, it would've only done 2–4%.
But there are no "what-ifs" in battle.
The formidable Demon Sovereign screamed in agony as black fire consumed him.
Ling Zhan pulled back his spear, knowing Ten Thousand Blades was finished, then turned to charge at the horrified Judgment Demon Sovereign!
"This…"
Judgment Demon Sovereign felt the threat too!
Damn it!
That non-specialist was actually this terrifying!
He owed the Demon Arrival Organization an apology!
Ten Thousand Blades went down just like that!
Run!
He had to escape!
Otherwise, he'd die too!
Ten Thousand Blades had been dominant before, but here, he'd lost that edge.
Now Judgment was alone—it was even worse!
Who knew what kind of trump cards the non-specialist had left!
In this situation…
For his own safety, he had to flee!
"Brat! Enjoy your victory—for now!"
With those words…
Judgment Demon Sovereign activated a spatial artifact.
A vortex pulled him in.
Swish!!
Just as he was about to escape—Ling Zhan, expressionless, hurled his spear.
With a sharp squelch, the weapon pierced Judgment Demon Sovereign.
But sadly…
The spear struck him—but couldn't stop his escape.
All that remained was his pained scream as he vanished from the battlefield.