Chapter 1027: Chapter 1027

Nanli remained calm, unaffected by the girl’s words. She observed for a moment longer before turning her gaze toward the southeast of Futian Town. A faint smile tugged at her lips as her red lips parted: "I’ve found your weak spot."

The girl’s ghostly form stiffened.

Before anyone could react, Nanli vanished from sight.

In the next instant, all the ghostly energy in the town surged toward the southeast, and even the malicious infant ghosts followed suit.

They cried out in anguish.

However, with their departure, Futian Town finally ceased to be filled with ghostly energy, and peace slowly returned to the town.

Everyone stood frozen, puzzled by what had just happened.

Siheng glanced toward the southeast and said, "Follow me."

Except for Bai Peng, who stayed behind to help Ye Yanqin recover her soul, and the monk, everyone else followed him.

The southeast led them to a small hill.

Or rather, it shouldn’t even be called a hill—more like a mound, a pile of earth and something else.

Nanli arrived first, already using a talisman to control the ghostly energy and seal the malicious infant ghosts within the mound.

Cinian looked up in surprise. "Such powerful ghostly energy!"

Grand Lady’s face grew cold. "And countless evil spirits, all of them girls."

At that moment, the infant ghosts within the mound began to wail as they tried to break free in their quest for vengeance. But their true forms were sealed here, and with the talisman suppressing their energy, escaping or manipulating their ghostly powers was nearly impossible.

Nanli’s gaze darkened as she asked, "Were you all abandoned here to wait for death?"

In response, the mound erupted with cries once more.

The girl who had led the malicious spirits before stepped forward, glaring at Nanli.

"They were abandoned the moment they were born because they were girls. They were seen as burdens and discarded here within the hour!" she shouted, her voice filled with anger. "They either starved to death or were torn apart by wild beasts!"

"And I..." She paused, her voice breaking. "I was just a girl, but my brother needed my heart to heal, so they butchered me and left me here!"

"You see this mound? It’s not made of earth. It’s made of our bones!"

"They were murderers from the start! Why? Why stop us from seeking revenge?"

The group was stunned by these bitter accusations. To build a mound out of human bones couldn’t have been done in just a few years. It likely took decades—or even centuries.

Siheng looked around, then said, "There are suppression tablets placed on all four sides. These were set by Futian Town in the past. They seem to be intended to seal the souls of the wronged. But one of them was struck by lightning and damaged, which is why the tablets no longer work."

As a result, the malicious infant ghosts were able to leave the mound and drift toward Futian Town to seek revenge.

Chi Xun sighed. "It’s truly the cycle of karma."

These heartless people of Futian Town had used stone tablets to suppress the souls of these infants, never imagining that, years later, a bolt of lightning would come to shatter them.

The girl let out a bitter laugh and taunted, "Yes, the heavens have eyes! It’s the heavens who allowed us to seek revenge! Why should you stop us?! You shouldn’t be in our way!"

Nanli’s expression remained calm as she responded, "The world has its own way of resolving matters. You’ve suffered here for many years. Instead of seeking revenge, why not let me help you release your grudges and be reborn?"

"Be reborn? You want us to become humans again, only to be abandoned once more as children?!" The girl’s eyes turned red, filled with rage and horror.

Nanli replied calmly, "If you turn away from your hate, in the next life, you’ll have parents who will cherish you. What difficulty is there in that?"

The girl didn’t believe her. "What difficulty is there, huh? You’re even more repulsive than them! You think you can trick us into releasing our grudges? Don’t even try!"

Nanli wasn’t angered by the girl’s words. Instead, she simply asked the spirits to wait.

She then summoned the Nether Sect.

A dense, ghostly aura filled the air as the gate of the Nether Sect opened, and the chilling presence of the underworld spread throughout the area.

Cinian and the others had seen this before, but Ao Zhaozhao’s eyes widened in surprise as forgotten memories began to resurface, slowly merging with her present experience.

"Is... is it... Death God?" she muttered under her breath.

As the Nether Sect manifested, a ghost envoy appeared, causing the infant ghosts within the mound to halt their wailing.

Qiu Hai, who had been busy dealing with Yun Jianchu’s affairs, had arrived a little late, but when he saw Nanli, his eyes lit up, and he joyfully shouted, "Ancestor, what can I do for you?"

The dawn was approaching.

Nanli asked, "Futian Town has many citizens who abandoned and mistreated children. Are these records in the Book of Life and Death?"

Upon hearing this, Qiu Hai took out the Book of Life and Death and began flipping through it.

After a while, he nodded. "Of course. Whether it’s been a hundred or a thousand years, as long as our Nether World still exists, every deed is recorded."

"They killed their own children," Nanli said. "How do you plan to judge them?"

Qiu Hai answered, "Those with karmic merit can redeem themselves, while those who lack merit will be judged according to their crimes. Usually, they’re condemned to suffer in hell for ten lifetimes, or if the crime is severe enough, they’re sent to the Abyss of Hell."

Grand Lady listened, her heart filled with sorrow as she heard the grim words. "What about those who have already died?"

Qiu Hai replied, "Those who have passed away have already received their due punishment. For the living, we will act to punish them."

Nanli nodded slightly and turned her gaze back toward the mound.

"The dead have received their punishment. As for the living, we will ensure they are dealt with accordingly."

"Perhaps in your past life, you made mistakes, and that’s why you’re enduring such suffering now. But once this tribulation is over, if you can be reborn, your past sins will be wiped away."

With that, Nanli raised her hand and opened a rift in the talisman array.

"Whether you enter the Nether Sect is up to you. But I must tell you this: once dawn breaks, if you do not release your grudges, you will either remain trapped here or your soul will be shattered, unable to ever be reborn."

She quickly cast several more talismans, creating a path through which the infant spirits could pass safely.

Inside the mound, the malicious infant ghosts were hesitant, some eager, others still clinging to their hatred.

At this moment, Ao Zhaozhao shouted, "Don’t be afraid! In your next life, you’ll have good parents who will love you, even if you’re girls! You’ll be cherished and cared for!"

Tears welled up in her eyes as she thought of her own parents. Her throat tightened as she spoke through her sobs. "Really... I’m not lying to you..."

The girl turned her gaze to Ao Zhaozhao, noticing the oddity on her forehead. "What is that? Why is part of it missing?"

Ao Zhaozhao touched her forehead and said, "It’s my Dragon Horn."

The girl laughed coldly. "Your Dragon Horn is broken! Did your parents do that to you? Even if they didn’t, they didn’t protect you. You’re lying!"

Hearing this, the infant ghosts immediately floated back toward the mound.

Ao Zhaozhao, now in even greater distress, cried harder. She didn’t even have time to wipe away her tears.

Angrily, she retorted, "I’m not lying! They sacrificed themselves for the greater good, even their celestial souls were trapped in the Demon Domain! Before they died, they made me a Dragon Scale shirt and a Dragon Tooth dagger! They loved me! If they could, they would have watched me grow up and protected me!"

"But... it’s impossible now..."

"The Demon Domain won’t reopen. Even if their celestial souls are there, they must have already scattered..."