Public Outrage Boils Over, Investigate the War God Temple Thoroughly!

The gavel fell.

The entire hall erupted in uproar, then quickly fell silent.

The moment the verdict was finished, every sound in the square, before the screens, and across the entire Federation froze.

Hundreds of millions held their breath, waiting for the final scene.

At that moment, Chen Xinjie raised his head.

His eyes were bloodshot.

Kneeling there, he tilted his head back and looked at Chen Yu on the raised platform, then at the several War Gods in the gallery, and finally at the camera.

At the hundreds of millions of citizens behind the screens.

With every ounce of strength in his body, he shouted.

"I refuse to accept this!"

"The Federation Council has no right to judge me!"

"I am the master of the War God Temple!"

"The master of the War God Temple!"

"Only a vote by the War Gods of the War God Temple can decide my fate!"

"Chen Yu, this is you using public office to settle a private grudge!"

"I refuse to accept this!"

His voice was hoarse and shrill...

Echoing through the air above the square.

That voice carried despair, as well as the final sliver of hope from a powerhouse who had once stood at the peak of the continent.

The entire venue was silent. Everyone looked toward Chen Yu.

The camera shifted to the raised platform, to the figure seated at its center.

At that moment, the gazes of hundreds of millions converged upon one person.

Chen Yu's gaze was cold, his expression as calm as ever, as though Chen Xinjie's shouting was merely noise carried past his ears by the wind.

He looked down at Chen Xinjie, kneeling upon the judgment platform, with nothing but absolute indifference in his eyes.

It was as though the man before him was merely an ordinary person, unworthy of much emotion.

He slowly opened his mouth, his voice carried by the live broadcast to every corner of the Federation.

"Chen Xinjie."

"The War God Temple was established thousands of years ago only because the Federation paid an enormous price to create its own armed force."

"So when did the War God Temple gain the right to stand above Federation justice?"

"Have you sat in the position of War God Temple master for so long that you have lost your mind?"

"Or has your War God Temple long since forgotten its original purpose?"

His voice was neither hurried nor slow, yet every word was like a mountain pressing down upon Chen Xinjie, and upon the several War Gods seated in the gallery.

The moment those words were spoken, the expressions of the several War God Temple War Gods who had come to observe changed instantly.

They were seated in the first row of the gallery.

At that moment, they sat perfectly still, their faces livid.

Yet their eyes gave them away.

There was fear and unease in those eyes.

Some gritted their teeth.

Some secretly wiped the cold sweat from their foreheads.

They had not expected it either...

Chen Yu had suddenly turned his spearhead toward them.

They had originally believed...

They had merely come to watch Chen Xinjie stand trial. Chen Xinjie's crimes and sentence had nothing to do with them.

But Chen Yu's words clearly told everyone.

The War God Temple's problems...

Did not stop with Chen Xinjie alone!

What Chen Xinjie had done...

Did the rest of you in the War God Temple know about it?

Did you condone it?

Did you participate in it?

Chen Yu had not said those words outright.

But everyone understood.

And at that moment...

The people's fury was completely ignited.

Before their screens, in streets and alleyways, hundreds of millions of citizens erupted into furious roars.

Some slammed their tables, some smashed their cups, and some pointed at those War Gods on the screen and cursed them viciously.

"Investigate them! They must be investigated!"

"Not a single person in the War God Temple, from top to bottom, can be spared!"

"They take our money, yet they still want to lord it over us?"

"The Speaker is right! The War God Temple forgot its original purpose long ago!"

Chen Xinjie wanted to continue arguing, to keep fighting for his final chance.

But Chen Yu had already achieved his goal.

He did not need Chen Xinjie to say another word, nor did he need him to shout again.

Because none of that mattered anymore.

What mattered was that the people had heard what they needed to hear, and the War Gods of the War God Temple had felt what they needed to feel.

At that moment, Pan Wen immediately signaled to the chief judge and gave a slight nod.

The chief judge understood. His expression turned stern as he raised the gavel again and shouted.

"Execute the sentence immediately!"

The gavel fell, and before its sound faded—

In an instant, thirty Level 9 Soul Guidance Rays locked onto Chen Xinjie.

Those ray emitters had long been set up, hidden in every corner around the judgment platform.

At that moment, they simultaneously revealed themselves, their muzzles aimed at Chen Xinjie, who knelt at the center of the platform.

Blinding light gathered at their muzzles.

Each of the thirty Level 9 Soul Guidance Rays possessed enough power to flatten a small mountain.

And at that moment, thirty beams lit up at once.

Their light was scorching and dazzling.

Like thirty suns rising simultaneously.

Fire!

The thirty scorching beams pierced through Chen Xinjie's body at the exact same moment.

In an instant, Chen Xinjie's body was completely vaporized, not even a drop of blood left behind.

Chen Xinjie, former master of the War God Temple, Peak Quasi-God, Vast Sea Douluo—

Had fallen.

There was no grand battle, no earth-shaking duel, not even a proper final word.

Like a lamb sent to the altar, he knelt there and awaited fate's judgment.

After a brief silence, the people erupted into cheers like crashing mountains and roaring seas.

In Ming Capital's central square, hundreds of thousands shouted in unison. Their cries shook the sky and continued for a full five minutes.

As for Long Yeyue.

Chen Yu had long forgotten about her.

His target had been Chen Xinjie from the very beginning.

The War God Temple.

Long Yeyue was merely a dead person, a corpse. Whether she was brought out for trial or taken away to be burned...

It did not matter.

He did not even spare her another glance.

But his subordinates took the initiative to carry Long Yeyue's body away.

The staff responsible for handling the aftermath had all followed Chen Yu for many years. They knew that the Speaker deeply despised those who clung to the Federation and sucked its blood.

Since the Speaker had said, "Throw it away and burn it," they would send it to be burned.

But what about after it was burned?

How should her ashes be handled?

After discussing it, they unanimously decided.

Such a person could not be allowed to get off so easily.

Thus, Long Yeyue's body was sent into Ming Capital's municipal garbage incinerator, where it was reduced to ashes alongside ordinary household waste in the blazing heat.

Several hours later, workers swept up that handful of gray-white ashes from the bottom of the furnace, scooped them up with a battered iron shovel, and dumped them into the cesspit behind the incineration plant.

That cesspit was where the incineration plant processed its waste. The stench was overwhelming, sewage flowed everywhere, and swarms of flies buzzed through the air.

That handful of ashes, which had once belonged to the Light and Dark Douluo and Shrek Academy's supreme elder, was poured into the cesspit, mixed together with excrement and sewage...

Never to be distinguished again.

No one thought it inappropriate.

No one thought it excessive.

Somehow, the news got out.

The Soul Guidance Network was once again filled with applause.

Some said, "She deserved it." Some said, "She got off easy." Some said, "People like her deserve this ending."

Almost no one spoke for her. No one felt regret, much less pity for her fate.