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

"The remaining 371 accomplices, including clan elders, stewards, and wicked servants, will also be executed immediately. The other 3,500 criminals will all have their cultivation revoked and be imprisoned in the Avici Star Prison for life!"

"All assets of the Wang family, except for those used for basic living expenses, will be confiscated and used to compensate all victimized groups and individuals throughout history. This will be personally supervised by the Enforcement Hall and made public!"

Lin Mo's icy voice sealed the final verdict in this trial.

"Execute!"

There was no need for further waiting, and no variables whatsoever.

More than three hundred brilliant rays of light representing the will of the Heavenly Court, like the open eyes of judgment of the Heavenly Dao, suddenly appeared from nothingness.

The arrow landed with perfect precision on the heads of Wang Shijiu, who was limp as mud, Wang Zhenyue, whose face was ashen, and Wang Chengkun, the patriarch of the Wang family, who seemed to have lost all his energy.

"No!" At the last moment, Wang Chengkun seemed to want to shout something out—was it resentment, pleading, or regret for the endless years?

No one knows, and no one cares anymore.

As the light faded, many of the ringleaders who had once stood high in the starry sky, regarding all living beings as ants, were revealed.

Not even a speck of dust remained; under the purification of the brilliant laws, it transformed into the finest particles of light, utterly returning to nothingness, as if it had never existed in this world.

This clean and swift annihilation is more terrifying than any bloody scene.

Immediately afterwards, thousands of slightly dim but equally ruthless beams of light, like a precise meteor shower, shot into the dark mass of prisoners below.

"what!"

"My foundation!"

"Spare me! Heavenly Emperor, spare me! I'm innocent! Wang Chengkun and his gang forced me to do this!"

The excruciating pain of losing one's cultivation, the despair of the Great Dao collapsing, the fear of falling from the clouds into the mud...

They all instantly turned into a chorus of mournful screams.

More than three thousand of the Wang family's core members, who used to lord it over everyone, fell down like harvested wheat, their auras instantly fading, turning them into useless bodies even weaker than ordinary people.

Then they were dragged away like dead dogs by the heavenly soldiers who had been waiting there, and what awaited them was the eternal darkness and torment of the Avici Star Prison.

Absolute evil was met with absolutely severe punishment.

Then, Lin Mo raised his hand and gestured, and a beam of azure divine light surged from his palm, traversing the void and gently enveloping Qing Muyan's broken body below the stage.

Aoki Yan's pale face regained its rosy hue at a visible speed, and his shattered Dao foundation and broken meridians were rapidly healed under the nourishment of divine light, becoming even more resilient than before.

In a short while, his listless aura vanished, and he suddenly opened his eyes, his gaze shining brightly. Not only were his injuries fully healed, but his cultivation even showed signs of improvement.

"Yan'er!" The Aoki family head, who had been holding on, could no longer maintain his composure. He rushed forward, his hands trembling as he cupped Aoki Yan's face, feeling the vibrant life force of the rising sun.

He cried, tears streaming down his face—tears of joy and excitement.

The grief, humiliation, and despair that had been building up for so long were transformed into a burst of ecstasy at this moment.

The head of the family, like a child, held his recovered Aoki En and wept bitterly, tears streaming down his face.

"It's recovered! Xiao Yan's Dao foundation has truly recovered!"

"Not only has Daoji recovered, but it seems... it seems he's even gotten better!"

"Thank you, Heavenly Emperor! Thank you for your kindness, Lord Lin!"

The entire Aoki family was initially stunned in disbelief, followed by deafening cheers and expressions of gratitude.

They disregarded all decorum and knelt down in front of Lin Mo on the Execution Platform and in the direction of the Lingxiao Palace, which symbolized supreme power.

With the utmost devotion, he struck the ground heavily with his forehead, sobbing uncontrollably.

"Heavenly Emperor, Heavenly Court!" The head of the Aoki family raised his head, tears streaming down his face, and roared with all his might, his voice hoarse but every word filled with anguish.

"We thank the Heavenly Emperor for his grace in saving our lives, and Lord Lin for his kindness in keeping us alive! The Qingmu family, generation after generation, will forever be the vanguard of the Heavenly Court. If we break this oath, may Heaven and Earth punish us!"

This scene, where evil is punished and good is promoted, where ruthless iron fist is tempered with warmth and redemption, is presented with unparalleled clarity to all the races of the heavens.

Under the starry sky, countless rogue cultivators from weaker clans who had been bullied, as well as some neutral observers from powerful clans, all held their breath, their minds undergoing an unprecedented shock.

They watched as the Wang family's quasi-emperor ancestor vanished like dust, watched his henchmen be dragged away with their powers crippled, and watched Qing Muyan be reborn in divine light...

A burning belief spread and took root in their hearts like wildfire!

In this vast and cold universe, there truly exists a sword of justice hanging over the heads of all living beings!

It turns out that trampled dignity can indeed be picked up so powerfully!

The hope that has been plundered can truly be returned in such a warm way!

It turns out that as long as one believes in the laws of Heaven, even someone as insignificant as dust can have their day of redress.

Even the smallest things, like grass, have their day of reckoning!

Inside the Lingxiao Palace, Lingbao Tianzun, who was gazing at everything through the Heavenly Mirror, remained silent for a long time.

He witnessed the survival of the fittest in the mythical era and was used to the indifference and selfishness of many ancient emperors and celestial beings, but he had never seen such thorough justice.

Even when he himself attained enlightenment and was revered by all the heavens, it was far less than what he is now.

After a long pause, Lingbao Tianzun glanced at Jiang Hao, whose expression remained calm, before slowly speaking, his tone complex: "Fellow Daoist seems to have foreseen and prepared for this?"

Jiang Hao's gaze remained calm as he looked out at the boundless starry sky.

"I wouldn't call it foresight," he said calmly.

"I just understand that this is an inevitable development of things. A big tree will have dead branches, and a prosperous clan will have termites. As long as time goes on and the clan is large enough, under the nourishment of power and comfort, greed, arrogance and depravity will always breed. The only difference is how much and when they will be exposed."

Upon hearing this, Lingbao Tianzun nodded. "That's true. But how do you plan to handle it? Will you eliminate a batch or all of them?"

Jiang Hao turned his head and looked at Lingbao Tianzun, his eyes clear and firm:

"Naturally, we must eliminate them all. Since they have appeared, there is only one way—to punish them according to the law. If there is one, kill one; if there are two, kill both. No matter what their name is, what clan they come from, what ancestor stands behind them, or what merits they have made."

Human relationships? Face-saving? Clan ties? None of these matter when it comes to the most basic fairness and order that sustains this world.

These are Jiang Hao's rules, the cornerstone upon which he established the Heavenly Court.

In Jiang Hao's eyes, there are no so-called privileges of aristocratic families, no get-out-of-jail-free cards, only heavenly rules as infallible and equality for all beings.

Lingbao Tianzun remained silent, then sighed deeply, expressing great admiration.

"I admire your skill, fellow Daoist. However, the human heart is like water, easily rising and easily falling, and systems are like tools, which will inevitably produce drawbacks if used for a long time. Even with thunderous measures, I fear it will be difficult to eliminate future troubles."

"Therefore, we need to continuously refine the system and plug the loopholes."

Jiang Hao took over the conversation, his tone still calm, yet revealing confidence.

"But more importantly, we need a bow that will never corrode and will never tilt."

He gazed into the depths of the starry sky, as if staring into the infinitely distant future:

"I know that these kinds of parasites are never truly eradicated, because people's hearts change, and complacency breeds corruption. Later generations of spoiled brats will always think they are different from others, that they are more noble than others, but that's okay. Someone will make them face reality and receive the punishment they deserve!"