High Martial Arts: Gains one point of health per second, sweeping across the heavens.

The murmurs spread like a tide along the edge of the square. No one dared to make a loud noise, but the hushed voices, when combined, were enough to make the atmosphere around the entire Hall of Punishments tense and grim.

Cangwu sat on the high chair, his face ashen and iron-like. His gaze slowly moved between Xuan and Su Jie, and a burning sensation, as if he were being roasted over a fire, welled up in his heart.

He had presided over the Hall of Punishments for hundreds of epochs and handled countless thorny cases, but never before had a case like today's, involving three temples and with such irrefutable evidence that he had no room for maneuver.

He took a deep breath, suppressing the surging emotions in his heart, and slowly said, "Palace Master Fa Wuji has arrived outside the palace."

As soon as he finished speaking, the doors of the Hall of Punishments opened by themselves without any wind.

A figure dressed in a dark purple robe stood on the steps outside the door, his face gloomy and his eyes as dark as an abyss. It was Fa Wuji who had rushed over.

Two stewards from the Wuji Palace followed behind him, their faces equally tense, clearly having overheard the discussions on the way.

Fa Wuji's gaze swept between Su Jie and Cang Wu, finally landing on Yun Mengsheng, who was curled up on the ground.

Her cultivation was destroyed and her soul was weak, but why was there someone else's aura in her body? Could it be...?

His expression darkened for a moment, but he quickly regained his composure.

He stepped into the Hall of Punishments, stood in the center, and formed a triangle with Xuan and Su Jie.

Cangwu lowered his eyes to look at Fa Wuji and said, "Fa Wuji, you must have heard the accusations made by Xuan Daozi and Su Daozi just now, right? What do you have to say?"

Fa Wuji shifted his gaze from Yun Mengsheng, first glancing at Xuan, then at Su Jie, a hint of displeasure flashing in his sinister eyes.

He knew that he was facing a situation that could not be easily resolved.

If not handled properly, it could backfire and even cause trouble for the Temple of All Laws.

But having lived this long, he wouldn't just surrender.

He twitched the corner of his mouth slightly, with a hint of coldness barely perceptible, and said:

"Xuan is my Dao Child, and Su Dao Child is the Dao Child of the Primordial Holy Temple. The two of them became friends and then came to my Myriad Laws Holy Temple to call a deer a horse. Palace Master Cangwu, do you think anyone would believe such a thing if it were said out loud?"

As soon as Fa Wuji finished speaking, the air in the Hall of Punishments seemed to tighten for a moment as if something had suddenly drawn it in.

Cangwu sat on the high chair, his gaze shifting back and forth between Fa Wuji and Xuan, without immediately responding.

He knew that Fa Wuji was stirring up trouble, shifting the blame from "Fa Wuji instigating Yun Mengsheng" to "Xuanhe and Su Jie joining forces to frame him".

This tactic isn't particularly clever, but in a three-way confrontation like this, as long as he appears sufficiently righteous, it's enough to shake the confidence of the onlookers.

Fa Wuji glanced down at Yun Mengsheng, who was curled up on the ground, his eyes filled with a deliberate indifference and disdain.

He pointed to the disheveled figure, raising his voice slightly as if deliberately making sure everyone inside and outside the hall could hear him clearly.

"This person on the ground is a cripple, his cultivation destroyed, his soul weak, he can't even stand up. Does she think she can just say whatever she wants? Does she think I ordered it? I could say she was framed!"

"Palace Master Cangwu, you've seen it yourself. Who knows if she's been tortured into confessing? A Seven-Round Eternal cultivator whose cultivation has been crippled might not even be fully conscious. Can her words be considered evidence?"

As he spoke, he glanced at Xuan again, his eyes filled with a sense of deep sorrow.

"Xuan, you are the Dao Child of the Temple of Myriad Laws and the future successor of the Temple Master. How can you doubt your own Temple Master just because of a few words from an outsider?"

Don't you ever think about why the people from the Primordial Temple specifically chose you to bring this up? Have you gone mad from practicing martial arts? You've been used as a pawn, do you even realize that?

His words were watertight, both distancing himself from Yun Mengsheng and implying that Xuan was a pawn used by Su Jie, while also questioning the credibility of Yun Mengsheng's testimony.

In a normal confrontation, these words would have been enough to shake the onlookers, but Fa Wuji overlooked one thing.

Although Yun Mengsheng's cultivation was destroyed and her soul was weak, she had not completely lost consciousness.

She curled up on the ground, her hair covering most of her face, but her cloudy eyes remained fixed on Fa Wuji.

When he said, "He's a useless person," and "What does it have to do with me?" her body trembled violently.

Her eyes reddened in that instant, as if she had finally seen something clearly, or as if she was mocking her own foolishness back then.

Su Jie noticed Yun Mengsheng's reaction for a moment, but did not point it out.

He remained standing beside Xuan, watching Fa Wuji's performance with a calm expression, as if he were watching a clown's act.

Fa Wuji looked at Xuan, who was still glaring at him angrily, shook his head, and his eyes held just the right amount of disappointment.

"What is the identity of the Dao Child of the Primordial Temple? He has only been crowned a few years ago. What gives a newly appointed junior the right to represent the Primordial Temple in my Myriad Laws Temple to demand an explanation? Did the Lord of the Primordial Realm truly authorize him? Or did he come here to stir up trouble?"

As he spoke, he turned to Cangwu, his tone becoming even more somber.

"Palace Master Cangwu, you have been in charge of the Punishment Hall for many years, so you should know the rules better than I do."

An outer temple disciple, without official documents from the Holy Temple or authorization from the Temple Master, dared to come to my Myriad Laws Holy Temple to identify a Temple Master-level figure. This in itself is an overreach of authority.

If you let them lead you by the nose, what will become of the reputation of my Temple of Ten Thousand Laws?

Although Cangwu was reprimanded by Fa Wuji, he revealed a satisfied expression. He turned his head to look at Su Jie, his gaze scrutinizing him.

"Su Daozi, do you have anything to say about what the Lord of the Law Hall has said?"

All eyes in the Hall of Punishments turned to Su Jie.

Upon hearing this, Su Jie looked up at Fa Wuji and chuckled, "Lord Fa, you just said that the person on the ground is a cripple and has nothing to do with you."

Since this bitch has nothing to do with you, there's no need for her to stay.

The moment he finished speaking, he raised his right hand and lightly tapped the air with his index finger.

An extremely subtle dark golden light shot out from his fingertip, like an invisible needle, and precisely pierced Yun Mengsheng's brow.

Yun Mengsheng's body stiffened abruptly, and her cloudy eyes widened at the last moment, reflecting Su Jie's still smiling face.

Her lips moved slightly, as if she wanted to say something, but no sound came out.

Before her last vestiges of consciousness faded, she only had time for one thought to cross her mind.

Why? You brought me here to expose Fa Wuji's true colors, didn't you? Why did you kill me without even asking me a question?

But before she could even utter the thought, her pupils completely dilated, turning into grayish-white specks of light inch by inch, starting from her head.

In the end, only a broken body remained, stiffly curled up on the ground, eyes wide open, dying with unfinished business.