[The Most Despicable Fellow]

King Taren was to be publicly beheaded at noon, when the sun stood at its zenith, on the God-Hated Execution Platform ten days later.

Yue Yang was still on the road when he received this news.

When the Central Divine Temple executed major criminals, they generally chose noon.

For there was a saying in the Heaven Realm: those executed at noon could have their souls more thoroughly cleanse their sins beneath the blazing sunlight. It was the best form of redemption.

The Heaven-Piercing Tower, on the other hand, had an entirely different interpretation of this saying.

The forebears of the Heaven-Piercing Tower believed that killing someone at noon was an exceedingly vicious punishment. The fierce sunlight would inflict doubled harm upon a frail soul newly separated from its body. An ordinary person's soul could easily scatter into nothingness upon encountering sunlight; even the souls of powerful warriors, once their owners were slain and they had just left the body, would be grievously injured under the blazing sun. The forebears of the Heaven-Piercing Tower considered killing at noon a malicious punishment, one that should not be used lightly unless the condemned was steeped in evil and deserved every bit of it.

After thirty minutes of travel, the Flame Rogue Band's airship finally sighted its destination.

They had arrived at Redemption City.

Redemption City lay beneath Soul-Summoning Ridge. Atop the ridge stood the God-Hated Execution Platform where King Taren would be executed.

Apart from the Flame Rogue Band, at least a dozen airships and flying prisms of every kind hovered outside the city, waiting to be cleared for entry.

"Why don't we go down and take a stroll?" Falling Flower City Lord was a little bored. She stretched lazily in a seductive arch. "These past few days, we've either been stuck in