Sweeping across the heavens, starting with the first emperor of the ancient times.

"The divine sense of the Wang family's Quasi-Emperor covers the entire Martial Star. If we make any move, we'll probably die. Let's go find the Heavenly Court's enforcement team."

"Even our family compound is now under invisible surveillance. Any unfamiliar face that approaches will be questioned. How can we get out? How can we see the law enforcement team?"

These words once again filled the air with despair.

Yes, given their current situation, how can they appeal?

Having courage but no connections is more suffocating than direct oppression.

As the flames that had just ignited in the eyes of his clansmen gradually dimmed, the head of the Aoki family felt as if his heart was being torn apart.

Just then, a young clansman who had been silent in the corner suddenly raised his head and whispered:

"Master, we can't leave, and we can't appeal to the enforcement team, but we can go to the temple."

Upon hearing this, everyone immediately looked over.

The young man's tone was certain:

"If the Wang family can block our people, could they possibly block the Heavenly Temple? On the first and fifteenth of each lunar month, and at any other time, believers can go to worship the Heavenly Emperor. We can submit our petition directly to the temple and ask the temple keeper to present it on our behalf!"

A single word can awaken a dreamer!

"The temple!" The head of the Aoki family exclaimed, his eyes gleaming.

Yes, the Heavenly Temples are scattered throughout the heavens, independent of any other power, representing the majesty of the Heavenly Emperor and the Heavenly Court.

It is the most extensive building constructed by the Heavenly Court, basically covering all the heavens, and naturally there is one on Wudong Star as well.

No matter how arrogant the Wang family is, they would never dare to openly block the temple; that would be courting death!

"Let's go to the temple!" The head of the Aoki family, Aoki Yu, said decisively and immediately wrote the jade slip himself.

The cause and effect, the evil deeds of the Wang family, the images of Qingmu Yan's injuries, and the bloodstains and fingerprints of all the family members were all sealed inside.

This is no longer a simple lawsuit; it is a blood oath that risks the lives of the entire clan.

It's all or nothing!

And coincidentally, three days later is the first day of next month, which is the perfect time to visit the temple for worship.

Three days later, Aoki Yu, the head of the Aoki family, bathed and changed his clothes, his face solemn, and went alone to the Heavenly Temple on Martial Star.

Sure enough, although there were discreet glances along the way, no one dared to stop them.

The temple was solemn and dignified, with incense smoke curling upwards. The old temple keeper, his hair and beard all white, was quietly wiping the altar.

After listening to Qingmu Yu's sorrowful account, and taking the jade slip that seemed to still carry his warmth and blood, the old temple keeper fell silent.

He looked at the patriarch before him, whose cultivation was not high but whose spine was straight, a complex emotion flashed in his eyes, and finally turned into a soft sigh.

"I can submit the jade slip to you according to regulations, directly to the Inspection Division of the Law Enforcement Hall," the old temple keeper said slowly.

"But are you aware that the Wang family is a powerful and deeply rooted clan among the human race, and they do have dealings with some figures within the palace? This departure might be a complete loss, or... it might even bring more terrifying disaster upon your Qingmu family. Have you thought this through?"

Without any hesitation, Aoki Yu knelt heavily on the cold temple floor tiles, touching his head to the ground:

"We beg the temple keeper to grant our request. The Aoki clan has no way out. Even if it's a mountain of knives and a sea of ​​fire ahead, even if the entire clan is wiped out, this injustice and grievance must reach the ears of Heaven. If that fails, we will die before this temple, and that will be the end of our suffering!"

The old temple keeper gave him a deep look, said nothing more, and solemnly accepted the jade slip: "Get up. I will report this matter immediately."

He wasn't afraid of the Wang family making things difficult for him, because he had the Heavenly Court and the Heavenly Emperor behind him. No matter how arrogant the Wang family was, they wouldn't dare to do such a thing.

The Wang family's extensive network of informants quickly relayed the news that the head of the Aoki family had been in the temple for a long time, seemingly to submit a petition, back to the Wang family's ancestral home.

"Bang!"

The precious Star Jade teacup was smashed to the ground and shattered!

The warmth and comfort that had just filled the quiet room had vanished completely.

Wang Chengkun, the patriarch of the Wang family, had a grim expression. His quasi-emperor aura spread uncontrollably, causing the elders below, including the head of the Wang family, to fall silent and break out in a cold sweat.

"Good. What a bunch of ignorant ants, the Aoki family!"

Wang Chengkun laughed in fury, his voice icy and chilling, "You're asking for it! You actually dare to sue? And through the temple, no less!"

"Grandpa, please calm your anger!" The Wang family head quickly bowed. "It's my fault for not handling things properly. I never expected these lowly bastards to be so ungrateful..."

"Ungrateful?" Wang Chengkun coldly swept his gaze over them. "They're throwing the Wang family's face to the ground and trampling on it. Do they think that by climbing up to the temple and handing over a worthless piece of paper, they can shake the Wang family in the slightest? Naïve and laughable!"

An elder stepped forward, his tone filled with murderous intent: "Ancestor, should we immediately send someone to silence the Qingmu family, lest they continue their nonsense..."

After a moment's thought, Wang Chengkun waved his hand, his anger subsiding and replaced by a condescending indifference.

"No need," he sneered. "They're just clowns, struggling in vain. Let them sue. I want to see who gets their complaint and what kind of trouble they can stir up!"

He sat back down in the main seat, his tone filled with the unwavering belief and arrogance of a powerful family in the rules and unspoken rules:

"My Wang family has stood for tens of thousands of years. What storms haven't we weathered? Do you really think that the laws of Heaven are an unyielding and indiscriminate law?"

Internal affairs within the human race, especially the minor conflicts between powerful families and between powerful families and their vassals, have their own set of rules governing their operation.

He looked down at his tribesmen.

"Pass the word down: do not stop them, and do not pay any more attention to the Aoki family. If they want to sue, let them sue. Let them sue until the end of time. Let's see if anyone will care. Under this starry sky, in the end, it is strength and background that matter."

"Once they've been battered and bruised, and exhausted their last bit of energy, they'll naturally understand what the life of an ant truly means, and what the rule of a powerful family is!"

"Our ancestor was wise!" the elders echoed in unison, their faces once again displaying their usual arrogance and ease.

It was as if the petition from the temple was nothing more than a gentle breeze, not even enough to stir a fallen leaf in front of the Wang family's ancestral home.

The atmosphere in the quiet room became cheerful and harmonious once again.

Only the silent, pervasive pressure of a quasi-emperor and the fleeting cold glint in the depths of the Wang family patriarch's eyes.

The jade slip, soaked in blood and tears, had already transformed into a barely perceptible ray of light through the temple's unique transmission channel, flying towards the solemn hall that held the reins of the laws of the heavens.

According to procedure, the jade slip should have been sent to the regional inspector. Although the Wang family patriarch said so, he was afraid of unexpected events, so he used his connections to find a deputy captain named Ye in the Enforcement Hall.

They sent him a generous gift, hoping he would suppress the matter and let it go.

What the Wang family patriarch didn't expect was that after Deputy Captain Ye made his assurance and left, he immediately reported the matter, along with the Wang family patriarch's request, to his direct superior, Lin Mo.

Lin Mo picked up the jade slip, scanned the image of Qing Muyan's damaged Dao foundation and the testimonies with his divine sense, and looked up at Vice Captain Ye below:

"On one hand, there's the victim's family's tearful accusations; on the other hand, there's the perpetrator's family's attempts to bribe and solicit favors. Deputy Captain Ye, what's your take on this?"

A cold sweat broke out on the back of Deputy Captain Ye, who was standing below. He bowed without hesitation.

"Captain, you are wise. The nature of this matter is entirely up to you to decide. I am foolish and only know how to obey your orders. Whatever you say, I will do without question!"