The projector hummed internally, and after a few seconds, a vibrant blue beam flickered several times before projecting onto the massive screen. On the screen, an elegant, refined large conference table appeared, with senior gold and silver prosecutors and executives seated on the left, and the backbone of the board on the right. The two chief positions remained vacant. Mr. Chairman reached out from the void, grasping a tall, stemmed glass, shaking it gently as he asked, "Where is Gustav?" He was referring to the board's chairman, Gustav of the Financial Consortium—Christ's grandfather, and the third half-deity of the Divine Judgment. "He's gone to rescue the Sea King," said the first-class gold prosecutor, Milton Mac, coldly. "The moral value has vanished for five hours now, and terror attacks have been unfolding across the Free Federation. Just ten minutes ago, we were still fighting the forces of evil. Our chairman has already arrived in the New Covenant District, where he is now engaged in combat with more than four half-deities—his return to the spiritual realm is imminent." "And yet, at this critical moment, the only task the second district currently has is to use satellite phones to summon us for a meeting." He was expressing his frustration, blaming the half-god of the second district for being passive and failing to fulfill the responsibilities of a true ally. The evil forces have launched a full-scale assault, and the war between the factions has now reached a life-or-death stage. The battlefield in the New Covenant Province directly determines the outcome of the war. Against this backdrop, the half-god of the second district has still not arrived. "Gustav asking the Sea King for help? Truly astonishing—our long-standing friends! In the last century, they were practically determined to wipe out each other's families." The chairman remarked with a sense of wonder. Old Gustav, Chris's grandfather, was a half-god of the sea-fae lineage and one of the founders of the Sea God Church. After competing for the position of Pope against the Sea King, he turned against him, led his own faction out of the Sea God Church, joined the Divine Judgment, and brought together major corporate groups to form the Board of Directors. Thus, the relationship between the Divine Judgment and the Sea God Church has remained strained. Hearing the chairman's slightly teasing tone, the Tianfa members behind the curtain grew pale. The Senior Elder Di Hong sighed and said, "The Shura has arrived in the capital. The five alliance chancellors are unable to make it to the New Accord Prefecture. The half-gods from the Music and Scholars families have no intention of stepping in." The chairman shrugged. "Those guys can handle smooth games—don't count on them when things go against them." Shura has awakened! The senior executives of Tianfa were stunned, their voices filled with "fuck" and "my God," experiencing a despair even more intense than that of the two chief figures. "We understand how urgent things are, but please don't rush yet!" The chairman pounded the podium to quiet the crowd. "We already have a solution to this crisis—we only need your contribution of fragments from the Light Compass." The commotion instantly ceased. Dorothy Jerome, the chairman's teacher and a First-Class Golden Executive, spoke gravely: "Indeed, you wish for the fragments of the Light Compass?" Mr. Chairman, you should know the importance of the Luminary Compass. Without a sound reason, the Heavenly Punishment cannot agree. The Nine Elders of the Five Elements Alliance also furrowed their brows. "Of course, I understand its significance even better than you do. It shares the same origin as the Sun and is the only known object in the Spiritual Realm capable of communicating with the Sun. It serves as the foundation for becoming the Master of the Sun—precisely the Sun Master you've been cultivating for yourselves, haven't you?" Mr. Chairman set down his wine cup and sighed. "Unfortunately, the Sun Master you've nurtured has not yet reached the peak of mastery and thus lacks the qualification to communicate with the Sun. Only the Master of Tai Men possesses this qualification worldwide." Before the senior officials of Heavenly Punishment could object, he directly stated: "The disappearance of moral merit is due to the Celestial Jade Scroll being obscured by the Tai Yin. Since the Sun governs merit, as soon as the six fragments are gathered, the Master of Tai Men, in his capacity as a Stellar Sovereign, will be able to communicate with the Sun and restore the Scroll's position." "I don't want to push this either, since the Sun Sovereign I've nurtured isn't that old stallion. But hear this— the Evil faction won't give us time. 'You have no choice, unless you believe the fragments of the Light Compass are more important than the Sea King, Gustav, and the entire Lawful faction.' With that, he lifted his wrist and glanced at his watch: 'I give you three minutes to consider. During those three minutes, the Sea King and Gustav will return to the Realm of Spirits at any moment.' Seize the moment, you clowns— by the time you're done deliberating, the Sea King and Gustav might have already returned! He leaned back against the edge of the table, sipping his red wine with calm deliberation. This composed demeanor infected the Sovereigns on both sides. The Emperor Di Hong exchanged a glance with his colleague and spoke first: 'The Five-Element Alliance agrees to provide two fragments of the Light Compass from our warehouse, as long as the Lawful faction survives this trial— any cost is worth it.' The fragments of the Luminary Compass are stored in the bazaar warehouse, yet they are assets of the Five Elements Alliance. By protocol, they require a joint signature from the Nine Elders before the Grand Master can access them. For the Five Elements Alliance, the Master of Taiyuan has always been a strategic investment—this is merely an early drawdown of funds. The senior management of Tianfa exchanged a few words, then Milton Mac turned to the camera, speaking seriously: "We agree." The Chairman snapped his fingers with a decisive sound, "Prepare the fragments of the Luminary Compass—I'm heading out now." He then turned to the Grand Elder Di Hong, "You contact the five Grand Masters directly." With that, he activated the transmission and departed the conference room. ... A pale golden figure dissolved into light and entered Zhang Yuanqing's body. He felt a sudden warmth on his forehead, and the celestial emblem of the Star Officer—resembling a "starry cloud"—appeared. Instantly, the cloud transformed into a radiant golden sun, its outer flames surging upward. The regal, scorching power of the Sun God, flowing through the "Radiant Sun Seal," surged throughout his body, searing his bones, cells, and organs—so intense that any star official would instantly be reduced to ash. Yet Zhang Yuanqing possessed a more modest solar constitution, barely managing to endure it. "Indeed," the magus's resolve, now inhabiting his body, smiled lightly. Then, he raised his hand and gently waved it. A clear, pure stream of sunlight poured forth like ink spilled upon paper, dispelling the darkness and swiftly dissolving the dormant energies within the temple. Zhang Yuanqing saw his sleeping companions, saw the sleeping Dragon Rank official still standing in place, as before—drowsy, yet radiating a cruel demeanor. Their conversation had lasted no less than five minutes, yet those five minutes seemed to have vanished. As the golden light banished the darkness, the normal flow of time within the temple resumed, and the sleeping Yin Ji, Xia Hou Ao Tian, Huang Tai Ji, and others gradually awoke. The sleeping Dragon Sovereign stared in bewilderment at the "Moral Heavenly Sovereign" who suddenly leapt into the air, completely unable to grasp how the situation had turned so dramatically. It was as if you were holding an AK rifle, blocking a wild boar inside a cave—surely the boar would only be able to lie there helplessly, with no chance of turning the tide. Yet, to his astonishment, the boar transformed into the Tianpeng Marshal, soaring up and delivering a solid pitchfork blow. Unbelievable! The Sleeping Dragon Sovereign basked in the sunlight, refreshed and alert—yet still unable to fall asleep. He had completely lost hope, his expression turning fierce as he roared, "You cannot command such powerful strength! Beyond the strength granted by the Killing Quest, no one can ever command the Dominance-phase power—this is impossible!" "This is impossible!" The Bloody Liquid, now awakened, likewise murmured, grasping the situation. She didn't quite understand why Yuanshishen had risen from the dead, but if it were him, everything made sense—there had never truly been a Moral Sovereign; this was merely a temporary identity Yuanshishen had adopted. As for the others, aside from Jiang Ju, who lay critically injured and unconscious, everyone else had learned of Yuanshishen's return and had reacted with calm composure. Hmph. You've had me playing the part all this time—I'm not even doing anything! Zhang Yuanqing, the onlooker, muttered to himself. He watched as the Magistrate, driven by his own determination, stepped into Yuanshishen's role, appearing as if he were truly the Sovereign. "Finally! It's you! It's really you!" the sleeping Dragon Sovereign roared, struggling violently. "I've been trying to kill you all along—why haven't you died? Why haven't you died?" The first "why" expressed wonder, the second a desperate, strained question. He had only one step away from becoming Sovereign—just needed to defeat the lawful, order-based characters within the realm—and now, the gate to Sovereignship had closed behind him. "Your situation? You're not worthy of knowing it." Zhang Yuanqing's palm erupted in golden flames that consumed the sleeping Dragon Duke. A heart-wrenching cry rose from within the golden flames, only to subside within two seconds. With a simple flick of his wrist, Zhang tossed the blackened foe backward. "To Yin Ji," he said. He then opened his palm toward the blood-soaked liquid, and the golden flames surged upward, blazing fiercely, engulfing the liquid. "No, no, no…" The blood-soaked liquid instantly turned into a frail, charred stump. "To Huang Taiji!" Zhang Yuanqing tossed it to Huang Taiji's feet. Huang Taiji gazed down at the blood-soaked liquid, now on the brink of death, his serious expression suddenly filled with intense emotion. Is this it? The power of the Magistrate's resolve has only reached the level of mastery. If the reality truly spirals into chaos, he simply won't be able to manage anything at all... Zhang Yuanqing, observing all this from the perspective of a spectator, felt puzzled. Just as he thought this, brilliant starlight rose from beneath his feet. In the next instant, the temple vanished, replaced by a magnificent river of stars spanning the cosmos. At the very center of this cosmic river stood a colossal black celestial body, around which countless brilliant stars continuously orbited, plunging themselves into it. He had exited the killing quest and now found himself in an unknown realm.