Chapter 598 Judgment!

This feeling was very strange. There were clearly four or five tourists between He Lingchuan and the statue, but he was sure that the so-called "Eye of Truth" was staring at him!

His hair stood on end all at once, but his body refused to obey his orders, and he couldn't turn around or step forward.

Then, the statue also opened its eyes.

Miao Zhantian originally lowered his head at a forty-five-degree angle with his eyes slightly closed. Because it was placed in a high position, it was just the right angle to overlook everyone.

When she opened her eyes, her purple-glowing pupils looked directly at He Lingchuan.

He immediately realized that he couldn't even look away.

The surrounding scenery changed suddenly, and the statue of Miaozhantian quickly expanded in his field of vision until its body was extremely majestic and beyond the horizon.

The tourists around him disappeared one after another, the voices disappeared one after another, and finally even Lu Shishi disappeared.

It seemed that He Lingchuan was the only one left in the huge unknown space.

Only the dome of the Golden Palace is still shining with the Milky Way, but from He Lingchuan's perspective, it is also infinitely vast, as if it really hangs high in the sky and is vast.

Where on earth was he brought!

Suddenly, he could move again.

He Lingchuan took two steps back in confusion, and unexpectedly found that he was standing on the weighing plate!

When does he appear on the scale?

With a "dang" sound, the touchstone fell on the empty weighing plate opposite.

I don't know if it has become smaller or if the touchstone has grown larger. In short, its base diameter is at least seven feet now, and its whole body is shining with golden light, which is very dazzling.

Just like before, the appearance of the touchstone did not bring about a change in the balance of the scale arm.

A sigh seemed to come from the void, and He Lingchuan vaguely heard disappointment.

Has the testing of him begun?

Why is the other person disappointed?

The eye of truth on the scale turned twice, and its eyes were locked on him.

Compared with the eyeballs he saw in the Panlong City Fighting Hall, this big eye was at least a hundred times magnified and a hundred times scarier. He Lingchuan could even see its beating eyelids.

The staring gaze of his big eyes made him feel that all the secrets in his heart were hidden.

"Where is this?" He looked around in panic and shouted, "Who is there!"

This is a normal reaction for ordinary people.

A gentle, magnetic female voice sounded in this space, as grand as the long note of an organ: "What's your name?"

He Lingchuan asked: "Who are you!"

"I am Miao Zhantian." The female voice said, "What about you?"

This first question stumped He Lingchuan.

His alias in Bejia was He Xiao, but if he reported this name, could he pass the litmus test?

Miao Zhantian is famous for his ability to distinguish between true and false, right from wrong. As a mortal, can he escape the eyes of the gods?

"Huh?" Miao Zhantian urged him, "I will only ask you three questions. You must answer them truthfully and don't try to hide the truth."

She didn't follow up with "or else" because she didn't need to.

Every mortal should understand the consequences of offending the gods.

He Lingchuan felt a slight heat in his chest.

It wasn't the sacred bone necklace in his clothes, but something else was getting hot.

This little warmth alone made him feel warm again in this vast space.

It's like the spring sunshine falling on people through the mottled branches and leaves.

It's like he walked through the ice and snow and saw a small wooden house with a pond fire before the next storm came.

That kind of warmth was probably not worth mentioning in normal times, but now it had the power to calm people's hearts. He Lingchuan's tense and anxious thoughts suddenly relaxed.

The feeling of powerlessness caused by facing the omnipotent God alone gradually disappeared.

What is he doing?

The last thing you should not do at this time is to be manipulated by the other party!

Now that he is standing here, standing under the eyes of the gods, he can only be extremely careful and deal with the opponent!

Under the gaze of big eyes, he lowered his head and said humbly:

"My, my name is He Xiao."

Squeak, squeak, the scales' arms began to shake.

Because it is magnified a hundred times, even the smallest movement is astonishingly loud. The scale was rising and falling, and He Lingchuan felt as if he was standing on a small sampan, being tossed about by several big waves.

Is this a litmus test measuring the weight of his words?

Fortunately, this frightening shaking soon slowed down. The amplitude of the up and down swing of the scale decreased, and it soon stopped.

Balance your arms so that the two weighing plates are almost aligned in a straight line.

Is this answer considered approved?

He Lingchuan did remember that He Xiao was his last name before he was three to five years old.

No, it's not his, it's the original's.

The light of a gold scale can be used to identify people, and is brighter than a polished mirror.

He Lingchuan's eyes fell on the disk, and he accidentally discovered that the complicated stars in the sky were reflected in countless numbers. Even how they twinkled and what color of light they emitted was clearly distinguishable. On the contrary, his own reflection was the closest and the most distant. It's blurry, and I can't even see my face clearly.

Can this be considered normal?

He quietly raised his head and glanced at the big eyeball on the top of the scale.

It stared back at him without blinking.

"Okay, second question." Miao Zhantian continued to ask, "What is the connection between you and Dafang Pot?"

Just a few words hit He Lingchuan's Achilles' heel with precision.

Miao Zhantian didn't ask He Lingchuan if he knew about the Dafang Pot, nor did he ask where the Dafang Pot was.

Her question was very vague and broad, and if He Lingchuan had even the slightest connection with Dafang Hu, it would be impossible to get around it.

But He Lingchuan has been reinforcing his psychological expectations since he was summoned. The gods and the emperor couldn't have come to him just to chat, right?

Wasn't the only purpose of their meeting him the big square pot?

So the three words "big square pot" didn't stir up any waves in his heart at all.

"Big... what?" He looked confused, and even looked up at the big eyeball, "The Lord of Heaven is clear! I don't know what it is, and I have nothing to do with it!"

As soon as the voice fell, Mulian's pupils suddenly opened to the maximum, and even blood burst out from the corners of his eyes!

He Lingchuan was startled and took two steps back.

"Let's see the result."

The scale began to shake up and down again.

But this time the amplitude was not large. He Lingchuan found that his position was getting lower and lower, and he had to look up to see the touchstone.

On his side, he sank.

In other words, he not only told the "truth", but also had a lot of weight!

That is what is called "speaking with certainty".

Miao Zhantian was silent, as if he was a little surprised by the result.

The stars in the sky suddenly flickered.

Whether He Lingchuan looked down at the reflection of the scale or looked up at the stars in the sky, he would find that they were not stars at all, but eyes!

Countless blinking eyes!

They were of different shapes, some looked like human eyes, and some did not know what creatures they belonged to.

When they blinked together, the weirdness and horror could not be described in words.

The eyes opened as wide as possible at the same time, and all eyes were focused on He Lingchuan.

They were examining him, evaluating him, and every look was full of malice!

The overwhelming pressure almost killed him alive.

He Lingchuan followed the advice, his knees softened, and he fell on the scale.

Without any disguise, he turned pale and sweated.

It turned out that he was not only facing Miaozhantian, but also countless gods hiding behind the sky, waiting for his answer.

He was just a mere mortal, how could he cause such a big battle?

The boundless divine power suddenly descended, which could not be resisted or blocked, and could drive mortals crazy in an instant.

He Lingchuan even heard countless voices in his ears, like whispers, but more like arguments, coming from a very far place, and only a little echo was left here.

Are the gods arguing with each other?

He curled up subconsciously, his lips trembling constantly, as if he would go into shock in the next second.

These performances were not fake, but the result of him opening his heart and not deliberately being strong.

"Okay." This time Miao Zhantian's voice was full of majesty, "Since you have activated the Eye of Truth, you must believe the results it gives!"

As soon as she spoke, the divine power in the sky stopped abruptly, and this space immediately returned to the empty and peaceful.

The heavy oppressive feeling that made people unable to breathe disappeared at the same time, so fast that it seemed to be just an illusion.

This space was deadly quiet.

I don't know how long it took before He Lingchuan tentatively called out: "Heaven, Tianzun?"

Miao Zhantian said again: "Very good, we still have one last question."

He Lingchuan held his breath and waited.

He had broken two-thirds of the deadlock in front of him.

As long as he answered the last question correctly, he would have survived this catastrophe.

"What is your relationship with Mouguo?" It was the same question, big and comprehensive.

Ah? Mouguo?

This question was something he had never expected. He Lingchuan shook his head subconsciously, and this time he was particularly honest.

"Answer."

"No relationship." He calmed down, "I have only heard of Mouguo, never been there, and never had any relationship with it!"

The scale started again.

Without a doubt, the touchstone was lifted in the end, and the scale plate on his side sank.

The truth, it couldn't be truer.

The sky suddenly darkened, and the surrounding landscape receded like a tide. It felt very strange, like a canvas immersed in water, and the paint faded.

But at this moment, He Lingchuan suddenly heard a rough voice:

"This body is good, why not surrender?"

The changes around him suddenly stopped, and the part of the canvas that faded was a void, as if something was baring its fangs and claws inside, rushing towards He Lingchuan.

The thing was pitch black and shapeless, He Lingchuan only knew that it brought infinite pressure, and he was powerless to resist it.

Like a mouse in front of a lion.

If the darkening process of the sky had not been interrupted, he probably wouldn't have seen these.

Miao Zhantian's voice sounded again, contrary to the previous gentleness, and was obviously very displeased with his companion's self-willedness:

"No!"

Another voice said: "It cost so much, at least get some of the cost back!"

However, before Miao Zhantian could make a move, a green light suddenly lit up in the void left after the canvas was unveiled.

It seems to be a mark?

The black shadow was so bright that it retreated, and the rough voice exclaimed, very surprised: "Why is there a mark of Narakutian?"