Authority had to be forged with iron and blood.
Quelling chaos in the mortal world had only been the first display of the Judicial Heavenly Lord Mansion's ability, showing that it was capable of handling calamities among men.
But to truly shape the dignity of the Judicial Heavenly Lord Mansion, blood of the same level was indispensable.
It was the simplest concept there was: if a tiger bit a rabbit to death in one mouthful, the beasts would not panic; but if a tiger bit an elephant to death in one mouthful, the beasts would inevitably feel fear.
And looking across all the heavens, Shenxiao Emperor was the most suitable one.
First, he had offended the Eastern Heaven Daoist Sect, then he had disappointed the Heavenly Emperor, and finally he had even delivered Jiang Sheng a pretext. No matter how one looked at it, his size and measure were just right; using him to establish authority was simply a choice bestowed by heaven.
Since Shenxiao Emperor was giving him such perfect support, it would be hard to justify Jiang Sheng not making a move.
He would invite the martial uncles of Penglai, Qinghua, and Tianhe to lend force and grandeur, then ask two Five-Tribulation martial uncles to act in concert, and finally have the Pure Yang Ancestor hold the field. Jiang Sheng intended to press down with a blazing, overwhelming momentum and directly crush Shenxiao Emperor together with his Shenxiao Imperial Palace.
Only then would the Heavenly Court's Thirty-Six Departments and Fifty-Six Palaces, and the mortal world's four seas and various continents, truly realize the dignity of the Judicial Heavenly Lord Mansion, and understand what he, Jiang Sheng, represented.
As for Shenxiao Emperor?
Jiang Sheng would not let him have any opinion, nor would he give him a chance to