PD -Chapter 84 The Twin of Truth and Falsehood

This was clearly the city’s Public Security Bureau. I was quickly escorted into an interrogation room.

I was cuffed to a special interrogation chair. Even though it wasn’t winter, the chair felt icy cold, making it extremely uncomfortable to sit in.

I looked around the dimly lit small room. On the wall, the large red slogan—“Confess and you will be treated leniently; resist and you will be punished severely”—was especially glaring.

I couldn’t help but let out a bitter smile. I never thought that after half a lifetime of abiding by the law and occasionally fighting evil and upholding justice… I would end up experiencing a place like this. It was truly a first for me.

Soon, two police officers walked in and sat down across from me at the interrogation table, beginning to question me about basic information.

As the saying goes, one must bow one’s head under someone else’s roof. I could only answer truthfully about my identity. In this age of advanced information, they had already found out about the wanted fugitive Liu Xiaopeng—and my connection to him.

And just earlier, they had personally seen Liu Xiaopeng slip away right beside me. How could they not suspect I was an accomplice?

But I wasn’t stupid. I firmly insisted that I only had a superior-subordinate relationship with Liu Xiaopeng, that I knew nothing about his actions, and that I was only here tonight because we were on a business trip together to inspect and accept a construction site.

I was interrogated until the middle of the night. The officers questioning me changed several times. Of course, I knew this was a standard interrogation tactic—they were trying to wear me down so I would relax my guard and confess under exhaustion.

But they didn’t know I possessed spiritual energy. My mental strength was far beyond that of ordinary people.

Although I felt slightly tired, I only needed a few minutes of circulating my spiritual energy to recover my clarity.

I endured it until almost dawn before things finally quieted down. All the interrogating officers seemed to lose steam and temporarily stopped questioning me.

In the dim interrogation room, I was left alone. I began thinking about what to do next.

At that moment, I once again heard the clattering sound of a door opening. The interrogation room door was pushed open, and standing at the entrance was the police officer who had been possessed and disguised by that inhuman entity.

He held a police baton, removed his cap, and once again curled his lips into that sinister smile. As he walked toward me, he tapped the interrogation room wall deliberately with the baton.

“Knock… knock… knock… knock…”

The sound echoed throughout the room, carrying an eerie quality.

Finally, he stopped in front of me. Seeing that I was simply staring at him without a trace of panic, he seemed displeased.

He let out a cold laugh and began removing his clothes right in front of me.

Under the dim yellow light, bumps began to rise across his body, like blisters forming under the skin. Then a crack split open at his waist.

His face became increasingly grotesque. He crossed his arms behind his back, grabbed the torn skin, and slowly began peeling it off inch by inch—like taking off a sweater in winter.

Along with this, his face also changed. He opened his mouth, and his teeth began falling out one by one, clattering onto the ground. His nose, brow bones, and all facial features twisted together before rearranging themselves again.

Thick, disgusting mucus dripped to the floor with every movement. I couldn’t help but frown at the sight.

He casually tossed the shed human skin aside, wiped his face with some nearby clothing, and looked up at me with a smile.

I immediately realized something horrifying—this face was exactly the same as mine. This inhuman entity had just peeled off its skin and transformed into my appearance right in front of me.

“Don’t worry. I won’t kill you—at least not before I’ve obtained all your memories,” it said, placing its hands at its temples and closing its eyes.

“‘Heaven-Insight Mysterious Record’?” it muttered to itself. “Hahaha, excellent. With this secret technique, I can know both myself and my enemy, and win every battle. Even if I meet those spirit-powered Taoists again, I won’t have to fear them anymore.”

It was clearly reading my memories. I didn’t know how it was doing it—but the entire Heaven-Insight Mysterious Record of my family lineage was stored within my memory. I absolutely could not allow this thing to learn it.

Flames of my Burning Demon Fire ignited in my hands, and the Golden Light Spell formed at the same time. The interrogation chair shattered instantly with a loud crack as I stood up. At the same moment, I noticed black flames igniting on the entity’s body—completely different from my green flames, dark and sinister.

And not only that—it had also learned the Golden Light Spell, which now manifested as a ghostly, eerie luminescence circling its body.

“The Heaven-Insight Mysterious Record is a righteous Taoist art. How can a creature like you possibly wield it!” I said, my eyes blazing with golden light, like a wrathful Vajra as I confronted it head-on with my Golden Light Spell and Burning Demon Fire.

Green flames surged violently, colliding with its black flames and nearly shaking the entire interrogation room apart.

At the same time, my Golden Light Spell began breaking through its ghostly light. Golden radiance shot forward like countless needles, piercing toward its body.

The entity was clearly too naive—it thought that merely mastering the techniques recorded in the Heaven-Insight Mysterious Record would make it invincible.

It didn’t realize that my Golden Light Spell had been tempered through countless life-and-death trials. What it had just stolen was utterly insignificant in comparison.

Seeing that things were going wrong, it began using other stolen techniques from my memory—Five Thunder Spell, Binding Spirit Spell—but none of them could break through my reinforced Golden Light defense.

“This… impossible!” it finally screamed in despair.

“You’ve harmed so many people. It’s time you face judgment!”

“Qi descends from Heaven, spirit resonates with sun and moon. Supreme spiritual sword, manifest your authority across all directions!”

I quickly chanted the incantation. Within the void before me, a golden spiritual sword condensed from nothingness into reality—the Spiritual Sword Spell was complete.

I gripped the sword in my hand, golden light reflecting in my eyes, like a god passing judgment upon an evil ghost.

With a slow motion, the sword descended.

It cut through the entity’s fake golden light like tofu, the glowing blade heading straight toward its head.

“Wait! Wait!” it finally collapsed in fear, trying to dodge while shouting—but under the sword’s pressure, it could no longer move.

“Spare me! I can tell you the clues about the Five Directions Ghost Emperor!” its voice trembled in terror.

At that moment, my sword halted slightly.

I looked at it and asked after a long pause, “You really have clues about the Ghost Emperor?”

“My life is in your hands. Whether what I say is true or false, you’ll have a way to judge,” it said, trembling as it stared at the blade hovering less than five centimeters from its neck.

I fell silent for a moment. I did not withdraw the sword. Instead, with a thought, I intensified its radiance, instantly breaking apart all the false spells on its body.

At that moment, the entity finally shed my skin completely—and revealed its true form.