144: Chapter 144 The Inspector Arrives

Zero Seven's tears finally broke through, streaming down. "That is a god on the official payroll within the grassroots management sequence of Wuliang Heaven!"

Hearing this, Jiang Feng silently pulled up the System panel in his mind.

[Basic Six-Dimensional Attributes: 50 Zheng]

As expected, in the face of his basic panel of 50 Zheng, these so-called high-dimensional powerhouses couldn't even reach the threshold of forcing a defense break.

"Since he's a god, why wasn't there a Godhead among the items he dropped?" Jiang Feng asked his most pressing question, as this concerned the progress of his 12th Awakening quest.

"He's just a miner; how could he be worthy of a Godhead..."

Zero Seven shook her head while explaining in despair, "'Zheng' rank is merely the entry-level ticket to Wuliang Heaven! Above that is 'Zai' rank, and further up is 'Ji' rank! Only by stepping into the 'Ji' rank and completely mastering a full strand of high-dimensional creation can one be qualified to ignite the Divine Fire and condense a Wuliang Godhead!"

Ji-rank.

Jiang Feng narrowed his eyes slightly.

"You should run, quickly!"

Zero Seven suddenly stood up and grabbed Jiang Feng's arm. "That hound was the Third Inspector's personal property. Now that it's been erased here, the Inspector will definitely sense it immediately!"

"That is a true Ji-rank god! In a fit of rage, he could instantly incinerate three thousand Lower Realm Universes into glass beads! If he follows the line of Karma... and tracks us down directly, this entire dimension is finished!"

Before she could finish her sentence.

The sound-activated lights in the hallway outside suddenly dimmed and clicked off completely.

It wasn't a circuit failure, nor was it a broken fixture.

Instead, with this residential building as the center, the entire Dongjiang City, the whole land, and even the entire three-dimensional world encompassing the Blue Star had all light sources forcibly extracted, imprisoned, and stripped away by high-dimensional power.

A boundless, deathly cold silence descended arrogantly through the cracks in the Void Realm, saturating every inch of the air.

The Dragon girl suddenly let out a muffled groan, her whole body trembling violently as she clutched her head tightly with both hands.

Veins bulged on the delicate Dragon horns on her forehead, and thin trails of crimson blood slowly seeped out.

As the vessel of the worldly Heavenly Dao, the barriers of the world's Law she had woven were cracking inch by inch under the pressure of the extreme high-dimensional Divine Might. The cracks spread in all directions, making faint yet ear-piercing snapping sounds.

High in the sky, there was no need for Divine Sense probes or power sensing.

Mortals could see it just by looking up. Beyond the atmosphere, a colossal face spanning tens of thousands of light-years had appeared out of nowhere.

Thousands of shattered galaxies entwined with eerie nebulae, weaving together to form this indifferent countenance. Its features were hideous, deathly, and desolate.

No joy or anger, no ripples—only the indifference and disdain of one looking down at dust. His cold gaze pierced through layers of dimensions, locking onto the small courtyard of Tianshu Dragon Garden.

The tiny building, beneath the giant shadow in the boundless sea of stars, was insignificantly humble.

Zero Seven's strength was instantly drained. Her legs gave way, and she collapsed heavily onto the cold floor.

All color drained from her face, leaving her as pale as paper. Only bone-deep despair remained in her eyes.

"The Third Inspector... his true self has descended."

The vast high-dimensional Divine Might pressed down, covering the sky and the earth, but it didn't destroy the buildings on Blue Star immediately.

It wasn't because he was merciful; it was because this power was too high-dimensional. So high-dimensional that in the microsecond before it fully landed, the low-level three-dimensional matter didn't even have time to produce the reaction of 'destruction.'

The sound of running water in the kitchen continued to splash.

Liu Cuilan was still humming a little tune while scrubbing plates, completely unaware of the malice overhead that was enough to grind three thousand Universes into powder.

"Godhead?"

A voice as heavy as thunder boomed within the dimensions of the entire solar System, carrying the extreme arrogance of one looking down at ants.

"I am the Wuliang Inspector! A mere maggot crawling out of the Lower Realm dares to speak of the Godhead?!"

The giant face slowly opened its abyssal mouth. A beam of pure white light, compressing the energy of millions of stars and carrying the 'Ji' rank Karma that could erase everything, blasted straight toward the living room where Jiang Feng was.

"We're dead." Zero Seven closed her eyes in despair.

However, the expected scene of everything being annihilated did not occur.

A hand firmly gripped Zero Seven's shoulder, lifting her off the ground like a little chick.

Jiang Feng didn't even look at the world-destroying beam of light overhead.

He pulled up the System panel.

The line of crimson notification text was flashing wildly and cheerfully:

[Extremely lethal target detected nearby!]

[Level 12 Max Awakening Quest: Hunt a true high-dimensional god of the Wuliang Realm. Target locked!]

[Target Comprehensive Evaluation: Third Inspector of the Wuliang Realm (Ji-rank)]

Jiang Feng casually swiped away the panel.

He looked up at the arrogant and terrifying giant face beyond the sky, thinking dismissively to himself: In the end, these high-and-mighty Dominators of the heavens aren't as substantial as a bowl of beef brisket noodles at home.

His five fingers suddenly clenched.

At this moment, the terrifying physical kinetic energy of 50 Zheng erupted unreservedly from the soles of his feet.

"Boom!"

Jiang Feng didn't even throw a serious punch. He just casually slapped at the Void Realm above his head.

A translucent palm print, formed purely from compressed, extreme physical strength, surged upward fiercely against that world-ending white light.

It was like crushing dry weeds and smashing rotten wood. It defied all logic.

The moment the white light touched the palm print, there wasn't even the sound of an explosion. Like a pencil drawing being erased, it was silently reduced to ashes on the spot.

The palm print's momentum didn't slow. It easily tore through the Blue Star's atmosphere and slapped squarely onto that galactic face spanning tens of thousands of light-years.

"Slap!!!"

An absurdly crisp sound of a massive slap echoed through the dimensions above the entire Blue Star.

That high-and-mighty giant face instantly distorted and shattered.

The galaxies across the sky were like bowling pins hit head-on by a ball, exploding into pieces.

From high above the firmament, an uncontrollable groan of pain followed immediately.

The Inspector's true self, who had just been exuding maximum prestige, was slapped right back into his original form.

A figure wearing a purple-gold Daoist robe and a high crown tumbled out of the high-dimensional cracks in a pathetic state. Half of his face had completely collapsed, and purple divine blood poured into space like a waterfall.

"You...!" The Inspector clutched his face, his eyes filled with a ghostly shock and incomprehension.

In the living room.

Jiang Feng tugged at his slightly faded gray T-shirt and glanced at the stunned Zero Seven sitting on the floor. He pointed at the 'god' in space who was hemorrhaging blood.

"You said just now that there's a Godhead hidden on that thing?"

Zero Seven's body was stiff as she nodded numbly.

A faint cold light flickered in Jiang Feng's eyes as he stood up in his slippers.

"Since the Godhead has come knocking on my door..."

He looked out at the deep night beyond the balcony and spoke a single word softly:

"Then I shall go and take it myself."