"Rest assured, Immortal King. Meng will handle these matters properly. Some scum truly needs to be purged."
Below Emperor Gate, Meng Tianzheng bowed to Yan Kuan. Then, with a single step, he returned to Emperor Gate, his expression cold to the extreme. He summoned all the upper echelons of the Nine Heavens to gather and discuss important matters.
At this time, Meng Tianzheng's black hair hung loose, and his presence was utterly intimidating. He was in the prime of his life, tall and majestic, with an awe-inspiring heroic bearing. His battered golden armor was stained crimson with blood. It had been left behind after he slew enemies and crossed his tribulation, having previously suffered an Immortal's ambush while killing Foreign Realm foes.
Divine light shone brilliantly from his eyes as he looked upon the people from the Longevity Families before him. Though he said nothing, his battered Golden War Robe, still stained with blood, clanged and rang like an immortal mountain towering there.
"Everyone, confess! Those who once colluded with the Foreign Realm, participated in framing the Seven Frontier Kings, or had dealings with certain people from the Immortal Realm—confess your crimes yourselves. Your entire clans will be sent to the various border passes to die on the battlefield."
As Meng Tianzheng spoke, his gaze primarily fell upon three people: Wang Changsheng, Jin Taijun, and the Wind Clan's Supreme ancestor. They were the three great Longevity Families Yan Kuan had specifically named, the ones that had committed the most filthy deeds in the original work. They had to be used as examples to warn the rest.
At this moment, not a single upper-echelon figure of the Nine Heavens was unafraid. Their expressions changed drastically. Although Meng Tianzheng merely stood there, the invisible pressure he exerted made them tremble.
His entire