Today is the fourth update! Making up for what's owed. Chapter Fifteen: The very sight of Jun Moxie now made his face ashen, like that of a dead man, with streams of blood still trickling from the corners of his mouth.

Mei Xueyan gasped, looking at Jun Moxie with agonizing heartache, feeling as though her own heart was being churned inside out. Others might not know, but Mei Xueyan, who had cultivated the Kai Tian Zao Hua Gong herself, certainly understood: this kind of extreme, overloaded output was something Jun Moxie’s current strength simply wasn't meant to handle! Yet, if he didn't do this, the justice for his sworn brothers would never be fully attained!

To secure justice for his brethren, to allow his brothers to rest in peace below, Jun Moxie resolutely unleashed a limit of power his body simply could not bear! Even with the protection of the Li Jun Pagoda, his meridians and spirit still suffered an intensely violent backlash! If he were still merged and integrated with the Li Gou Pagoda, he would naturally be fine. But once he manifested himself, he had to face all this pain, every bit of it, alone with his own body! But he couldn't not manifest! Because this outpouring of energy had to happen! And because his brother could not have died in vain! The cost was right here, before his eyes! Justice lay within this churning chaos of fire, requiring an explosive, quick resolution of grievances!

Yes, exactly that—a swift settling of accounts! His brother died a glorious death! Therefore, my retribution must bring immense satisfaction to all our brothers, whether they are already dead or still living! How my brother died—those who caused it, whether directly or indirectly, you must repay me in kind!

At this moment, the Primordial Chaos Fire had leveled with the ground, completely obscuring the massive Ice Marrow beneath. Those floating above the great pit began to descend, still moving with that same languid pace. But even the Chaos Fire that had already touched the ground continued to descend at the identical rate. Everything on the ground, be it massive boulders or thick soil, upon contact, instantly incinerated into absolute nothingness…

Watching the Chaos Fire slowly descend, with the lives of forty brothers hanging precariously in the balance, Xia Changtian’s eyes seemed ready to split apart. He lunged forward in one stride, arriving before Jun Moxie, and roared, "Jun Moxie! Take back that infernal fire immediately! Let my brothers out!" His voice had completely lost its former arrogance; it was hoarse, and his eyes were so strained they had burst, causing two streams of blood to slowly trail from the corners of his eyes, his face twisted into a ghastly mask.

"...Heh, heh, heh, heh... Xia Changtian, esteemed Lord Xia Shengjun, are you already in a hurry? No rush, no rush. Take a good look, look up into the sky..." Jun Moxie smiled lightly, raising a hand to wipe the blood from his lips, and extended a blood-soaked finger toward the void where the Primordial Chaos Fire was descending. He said with great interest, "Take a closer look. Does this patch of void look different from the rest? Very pure, isn't it? Heh heh heh..."

Xia Changtian looked up and involuntarily sucked in a sharp breath. The vast area traversed by the Chaos Fire had now transformed into a spatial black hole. Air and spiritual energy from all directions were surging toward it, slowly mending the space on their own. The Primordial Chaos Fire had actually burned physical space! If such terrifying might had truly touched flesh and blood...

Xia Changtian’s face turned even paler, and his body swayed precariously.

"...What do you want? What must I do to release them? Name your terms, I will agree to anything!" Xia Changtian questioned Jun Moxie with a fierce, desperate look in his eyes, disregarding all else.

"...Terms? If I had arrived a step sooner, if I hadn't gotten involved in the trivial affairs of certain idle bystanders, perhaps I would be as anxious as you are right now, asking you... Jun Moxie looked at him mercilessly: "What would it take for you to go rescue my brothers?"

The people from the Heavenly Saint Palace and the Three Great Sacred Lands in the distance instantly turned pale. If Jun Moxie had not intervened to intercept the Battle of Samsara, with his strange and powerful might, he could have completely rewritten the casualty figures for the Heavenly Punishment side in that previous brutal battle. Were they themselves indirectly accessories to the crime? But if Jun Moxie hadn't intervened, how many of Gu Han and the others would be left now? No one could say for sure!

Compared to Gu Han and the others, Xia Changtian’s condition was even worse. Upon hearing that casual counter-question from Jun Moxie, his chest felt as if it had been repeatedly struck by thunderbolts. His face bloodless, he staggered back several steps. All justifications, all hopes, shattered completely under Jun Moxie’s lightly spoken retort.

"...But they are my brothers... my brothers!" Xia Changtian clutched his chest, roaring with heart-wrenching agony, "Release my brothers! Release my brothers!!"

Jun Moxie stood suspended in the void, his white robes billowing, his unbound hair flying in the wind, exuding a chilling ruthlessness that spared nothing in heaven or earth. He watched Xia Changtian with cold eyes full of satisfaction and asked, "Do you feel... deep sorrow in your heart? Heh heh, yes, this is exactly the feeling I experienced before! When I first heard that the Eagle King had died, the feeling in my heart was just like yours, truly identical."

A tragic smile touched Jun Moxie’s lips—a ghastly grimace forced out while desperately suppressing the grief consuming him. "Xia Changtian, Old Lord Xia Shengjun, I suppose we are now what you might call comrades in suffering. Since we are both wanderers at the ends of the earth, why don't we share a drink while watching these men turn to ash?"

Ji Bowen flew over frantically: "...Second Brother Xia, there isn't much time left!" His tone carried the weight of tragedy, as if his very voice was stained with blood—the anxious blood of his heart!

Xia Changtian stared blankly at the location of the great pit, listening to the rising tide of panic and despair from the ground below. He felt his heart shattering piece by piece. Those below had finally realized the terror of the Chaos Fire! Because that terrifying flame was burning everything as it descended, elegantly and serenely, like a sovereign surveying his domain. But the murderous intent contained within it filled everyone with absolute dread!

Xia Changtian was genuinely regretting everything to the point of death! If only he had known this would happen, why the initial stance? If he had given the order back then, those eight Saint Venerables of Heavenly Punishment would never have died! The Eagle King would not have died! With the powerful intervention of the Invading Heaven Garrison, the casualties on the Heavenly Punishment coalition side, no matter how heavy, likely wouldn't have exceeded a thousand! Everything could have been avoided!

But he insisted on standing by with cold detachment and refused to give the order! He stood idly by as those warriors fought to the death, even finding it pleasing to the eye! Now, retribution had arrived! At this moment, it was the other side’s turn to be pleased to the eye!

"...Jun Moxie, name your terms." Xia Changtian trembled all over: "What do you want me to do to spare... these brothers of mine?"

"...Terms? What terms? There's no need, no need! For a hero like Your Highness, the continent's savior, whose merits are boundless, who would dare set terms with you! There is no need to do anything. Just stand by and watch with cold detachment!" Jun Moxie said faintly. "Haven't you always loved to watch with cold detachment? Isn't that your specialty? Now, you don't need to do anything at all. Just display your specialized skill one more time. The only difference is that this time, the duration you can observe for is quite short—just a fleeting moment, and then it will all be over. In just a moment, everything will pass."

Jun Moxie flashed his teeth in a smile. "Come, come, to show my apology, this Seat will accompany you in watching. Heh heh. Watching your brothers, whom you've known day and night, slowly burn away, leaving nothing behind but bones—oh, wait, this Seat misspoke. How could there be bones left? Even those bones will be vaporized! In fact, it's not just the bones; even the souls will be burned into nothingness. I can guarantee they won't even have a chance at reincarnation. Thousands of years of cultivation, gone in an instant, leaving not even ash behind. Isn't that exhilarating? Heh heh, we and the Heavenly Punishment brothers just experienced that once. Now, because of your presence, we get to enjoy it again. Since you give, you should receive in return—how could we let such a wonderful opportunity pass by heroes of broad mind, saviors of humanity? Come, come, let me let you all... have a taste of that thrill."

"...Thrill..." Xia Changtian stared fixedly at Jun Moxie, his voice thick with grief and indignation: "Jun Moxie, you have a handsome exterior but possess no humanity whatsoever! You are a beast, no wonder you willingly debase yourself and consort with a pack of savage beasts!"

"...Oh, you only realized that now? But I don't consider it self-debasement. Being able to associate with the Heavenly Punishment Profound Beasts, whose pure spirits are like those of small children, is the most fortunate thing in my life." Jun Moxie sneered coldly. "If I were to possess the great humanity you exhibit, that would be the greatest shame of my life, Jun Moxie!"

"...Jun Moxie!" Ji Bowen roared. "These men are all heroes who guarded Mount Tianzhu for the safety of all humanity! Some of them haven't descended the mountain for thousands of years! They dedicated their entire lives to the War of Invading Heaven, dedicated themselves to the entire Profound Profound Continent! And you... you are going to kill them all?"

"...I never denied they were heroes! Nor did I deny the contributions they made to this continent!" Jun Moxie said darkly. "But heroes must also die. If a hero makes a mistake, they must pay the price! Don't think that just because you are a hero, everyone else must bend to your will. Let me tell you, not everyone in this world owes you anything. My brothers and I certainly owe you nothing! Since you played a part in killing my brothers, you must pay the price. Never mind being a hero; even if you were a Saint, the Savior of the World, you must pay a significant price to me! This is fairness! This is the justice I demand!"

"...If Heaven refuses to grant justice, I shall seize it myself! If the Earth refuses to grant fairness, I shall fight for it myself! If you refuse to offer an explanation, I shall extract it myself! If the human world offers no reckoning, then await annihilation! Hahahahaha..."

Jun Moxie threw his head back and laughed toward the sky, pointing his hand: "Even if this flowery world is truly destroyed, so what? How many worlds like this exist in the universe? Who is right? Who is wrong? The principles recognized here may be considered outrageous heresy in other worlds! The justice here might be despicable filth in another! But the affection between sworn brothers—that is the same everywhere, eternally unchanging!"

"...Just like you, just like us!" Jun Moxie stressed heavily. "We are enemies now, fighting to the death. When your brothers die, you feel pain. When our brothers die, we feel sorrow too! Shared happiness is better than solitary happiness. You made me grieve, so how can I not make you grieve too?! The principle of reciprocating favors and repaying injury with injury—wherever this principle is applied, it is the absolute truth! It is eternal!"

It's been a long time since I asked for monthly tickets; I almost forgot what asking for a monthly ticket feels like. It's 3:30 in the morning; I’ll ask just once. Ask for monthly tickets! Let me see how many brothers and sisters still love Lord Evil! How many can you give me today!