Yi Zhisha's eyelids fluttered slightly within the leaf coffin, her fingers struggling to lift a tiny fraction.
Suddenly, her eyes snapped open.
The scene she saw upon resurrecting was not what she had expected.
It wasn't the solemn and majestic sky of the Goddess Hall, but a gloomy, gray sky, and the air was uncomfortably cold.
Yi Zhisha frowned and sat up from the leaf coffin.
"Hmm?"
Hundreds of eyes were fixed on her.
Yi Zhisha looked around in confusion.
How could so many people be witnessing her resurrection?
"Are you waiting for me?" Yi Zhisha asked with a frown.
She hadn't expected even the Hall Mother to know about her resurrection.
But why was the Hall Mother missing an arm?
"Yes, we were waiting for you," a voice replied.
It was Duranke, but his face was unusually pale, like that of a dead man.
Behind him stood a young man she had never seen before, staring at her with cold eyes.
At this moment, the battle robe had faded, and the overwhelming imperial might that had made it difficult to breathe had dissipated. Even so, no one dared to approach Jiang Yuan.
Fear was deeply rooted in everyone's hearts; it would be a lifelong nightmare for all of them!
Yi Zhisha's heart involuntarily trembled as she asked, "Duranke, what's going on?"
"I've told everyone about your actions. They're waiting for your resurrection, waiting for you to admit everything," Duranke said concisely.
"You betrayed me?!" Yi Zhisha immediately thought of betrayal, and anger surged within her.
"Betrayal, perhaps."
Duranke stood behind Jiang Yuan, in a posture of submission.
At this moment, Yi Zhisha saw Ye Xinxia standing behind Jiang Yuan.
"You didn't even initiate the Dark Judgment?" Yi Zhisha's tone turned hostile, filled with killing intent.
She had many supporters; not only did she hold extremely high prestige in the Pathenon Temple, but she also had a large number of followers among the devout masses.
Yi Zhisha never worried about lacking assistance after her resurrection. With her prestige and the glorious history of the Parthenon she had forged with an iron fist, she was sure to garner a resounding response.
Anyone who betrayed her would face Death's punishment!
Yi Zhisha calmly climbed out of the leaf coffin.
However, as soon as she emerged, her body stiffened.
Her previous posture had prevented her from seeing the situation on the ground, but now she saw it clearly.
As far as her eyes could see, there were corpses everywhere!
Not far away, there was even a headless corpse dressed in the Grand Sage's attire, which was horrifying!
How could there be such a bloody massacre in the Pathenon Temple?!
"Alright, let's not waste any more time. Duranke, you announce all of Yi Zhisha's crimes and let her accept the Dark Judgment," Jiang Yuan said.
"Let me accept the Dark Judgment?" Yi Zhisha was stunned.
What had happened in the Pathenon Temple during her Death?
Yi Zhisha scrutinized Jiang Yuan, demanding, "Who are you, and what right do you have to say I'm guilty and make me accept the Dark Judgment? Do you really think the Dark Judgment can be initiated so casually?!!!"
"Did I give you permission to speak?" Jiang Yuan swept a cold gaze over her and said coldly, "Announce the charges!"
Duranke immediately stepped forward and began to announce Yi Zhisha's crimes.
"Former Goddess Yi Zhisha, for the crime of murdering Wen Tai!"
"For the crime of attempting to harm the Saintess and maliciously seizing a soul out of ambition!"
"For the crime of fabricating false evidence to frame others, by unscrupulous means!"
"…"
Each charge was a severe accusation of Yi Zhisha's transgressions.
Yi Zhisha laughed in extreme anger: "These charges are baseless accusations against me! Duranke, are you trying to frame me?!"
"Whether it's framing you or not, you know in your heart. The charges have been set and cannot be changed," Duranke said.
"Absurd! Without any interrogation, and without a Holy Judgment Court trial, you dare to arbitrarily convict me?!"
Yi Zhisha had never been so angry; her body trembled because of it!
"If I say you're guilty, you're guilty. What are you babbling about?" Jiang Yuan reached into the void, pulled out a handful of black Sin Stones from the darkness, threw them to the Hall Mother and others, and said, "Throw them. Those who believe Yi Zhisha is guilty, throw your stones."
Seeing this, Yi Zhisha found it laughable: "Who do you think you are? The Dark Judgment is not a hasty farce. What you're doing will only make everyone laugh!"
Then she looked at the Hall Mother and the numerous Pathenon Temple mages: "Are you just going to watch me be slandered, allowing the sacred inviolability of the Pathenon Temple to be trampled upon?!"
"…"
Everyone remained silent, merely throwing the Sin Stones in their hands.
Soon, a small mountain of them piled up in front of Yi Zhisha.
"It seems everyone believes you're guilty, so accept the Dark Judgment," Jiang Yuan said with a smile.
The black Sin Stones spun madly, black light burst forth, and the Dark Judgment imprint emerged, instantly crossing space and heavily imprinting itself on Yi Zhisha's forehead.
Immediately after, darkness swallowed her, and in a flash, she arrived at the Dark Execution Ground at the foot of the mountain.
Hala seemed to have seen something incredibly delicious and eagerly extended its tentacles towards Yi Zhisha.
Jiang Yuan commanded Hala: "Extract the memories from her soul and let the world know all her crimes."
Hala was merely a Supreme Monarch, though it was not an undead creature, and other Dark Kings stood behind it.
But it dared not disobey the command of a Supreme Underworld King.
"Woo~~~"
Hala immediately began to extract Yi Zhisha's memories, and the scenes began to play, clearly visible to everyone in the Athens Acropolis and the Pathenon Temple!
From the moment Yi Zhisha arrived at the Pathenon Temple, all of her memories were rapidly replayed, and many unspeakable schemes and bloody methods were revealed to the world.
"The Dark Judgment has been initiated again!"
"That's Goddess Yi Zhisha!"
"How can this be? How could Goddess Yi Zhisha have done such things?!!!"
The faithful masses within the Athens Acropolis watched the scenes in disbelief, their faith crumbling.
On the sacred mountain, the faith of the crowd was also fundamentally shaken.
Those knights and many Pathenon Temple mages had never imagined that there could be such a dark side within the Pathenon Temple.
This created a strong conflict and disconnect with the Pathenon Temple, which represented light and holiness.
"Another sinner dealt with, that's almost it," Jiang Yuan said with a smile.
Everyone breathed a sigh of relief.
Is it finally over?
"There's one more person, lurking here," Jiang Yuan continued.
Everyone immediately tensed up, fearing what Jiang Yuan would do next.
Jiang Yuan looked at Conti of the Ocean Alliance: "Come out yourself."
"Me?" Conti pointed at herself, bewildered.
"Duranke, give her Salang's Bishop Bloodstone," Jiang Yuan said expressionlessly.
Duranke obediently took out the Bishop Bloodstone and tossed it over. Conti frowned slightly and caught it.
"What do you mean?" Conti asked, her sense of unease reaching its peak.