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The infant's body was pierced, emitting an agonizing wail, followed by a sense of indignant resistance, and finally, as its life force drained away completely, despair took hold.
The walls and surfaces of the tower, made from the infant's body, were swiftly decaying, collapsing into blood-filled pits and gaping holes.
The tower's spire tilted, and the enormous orb atop it—its forbidden eye, once luminous and eerie—had lost all its sheen, now resembling a lifeless stone!
"Amitabha! How merciful! How merciful!"
From within the tower came an ancient echo of Buddhist chanting.
"Mr. Zhou, you are an excellent storyteller. Thank you for washing away injustice!"
The aged voice echoed in gratitude toward Zhou Xuan.
Simultaneously, a tremor stirred in the Wash Away Injustice Talisman at Zhou Xuan's chest.
