Zhang Yuanqing almost thought he had been transported to the cosmos, to a realm of stars and seas. Only when he saw the colossal celestial body and sensed the familiar aura did he realize this might be the spiritual realm. Each time a killing quest began, the half-gods would sail through the spiritual realm, observing from outside the quest zone. Fu Qingyang had mentioned that beyond the quest area lay a brilliant "galaxy." The aura of the Yin Moon—the complete Yin Moon—stirred something deep within Zhang Yuanqing. As he gazed at the dark, round moon, his heart surged with an instinctive yearning and longing. That dark moon held an irresistible allure for the night-traveling deities. Zhang Yuanqing felt his internal Yin energy beginning to lose control, being powerfully drawn outward, flowing toward the distant Yin Moon. Within just a few breaths, half of the Yin energy he had painstakingly accumulated was lost. "Ling Tu!" The Magus' determination gazed toward the Yin Moon, his voice roaring like thunder and surging like a tidal wave, "I have come to seek vengeance upon you!" "Amidst the black moon, two immense eyes suddenly opened, gazing across an infinite distance." "Magistrate? A mere remnant..." came a light, amused laugh from within the black moon. "When you were alive, I could reduce you to ashes. Now, with only a faint remnant of consciousness left, do you still wish to become the moth that burns itself on the flame?" Zhang Yuanqing felt an overwhelming surge of rage rise within him, burning fiercely like a wild fire, tightening his scalp and raising his blood pressure. He knew this was the Magistrate's steadfast resolve—emotion that inevitably seeped into him as the host. At that moment, the anger, resentment, hatred, and contempt transformed into roaring laughter: "Having cultivated for three years, bearing the burden of pollution, I have been able to stand beside you. You treated me as a youth, set traps to harm me, and declared the victor and the vanquished—there was nothing I could say. But today, I will make you pay." The lofty voice of Ling Tu echoed throughout the spiritual realm: "You were always a pawn under my control in life. Now, even after death, you pose no threat at all "The Magus exhaled, his arms surging with force, and the blazing sun mark on his forehead erupted with a brilliant golden light. That beam of light sliced through the starry river like a ribbon. Responding to the golden radiance, a small, dim star suddenly flickered to life. The very next instant, across the vast expanse of the starry river, a faint golden silhouette emerged—its outline sharp and glaring, while its interior appeared dim, resembling the scene of a celestial dog devouring the sun. Though the Black Moon was already a colossal celestial body, it now seemed but a speck of dust beside it. As this dim sun first appeared, the spiritual realm was instantly enveloped in a wave of intense heat, golden particles flowing like ripples. Zhang Yuanqing swiftly raised his head, directing the golden light from his forehead toward the new, dim sun, igniting it and causing it to blaze with powerful golden radiance." He stood proudly amidst the starry river, the colossal golden sun of a celestial body behind him. With a resonant "hum," a golden sun emerged behind his head, his short hair standing upright, shimmering with radiant golden light. His irises transformed into molten gold, and dark golden vine-like patterns spread across his face, chest, and arms, exuding a solemn, ancient grace. He raised his hand, and golden rays cascaded down from the celestial sun, coalescing into a massive great sword. "Lingtuo," the magus said, though his fusion with the sun had failed, his spirit and body reduced to ash—yet he had not come empty-handed. "Before my final fall, as a sovereign of near-solar rank, I etched my mark upon the character card, waiting for this very moment." With a graceful wrist motion, he rested the sword before him and declared, "Radiance of the Golden Sun!" Golden ripples spread from the tip of the sword, expanding in concentric waves, sweeping across the starry river. Where they passed, surges of fiery waves erupted, clearing all spiritual energy and banishing every shadow. Golden ripples surged irresistibly over the black circular moon, illuminating the internal "stars" within. One by one, the stars flared to life, blazing with golden flames that dispelled the power of the moon. The black moon rapidly dissolved within the golden waves, much like shadows vanishing under the sun's light. "Magistrate!" came Ling Tu's deep, resonant voice from the realm of the moon, "I can stir the spiritual realm once, and I can do it again. Even when the power of the sun fully dissipates, I will still be able to consume the Register of Merit. As long as I remain, the sovereign of the sun shall never rise." With those words, the dark moon completely vanished. The spiritual realm returned to normal, beginning to heal itself. The stars flickered in and out, swiftly returning to their original positions, including the copy housing the Register of Merit. This strike seemed to have drained all its strength. Zhang Yuanqing felt his inner will gradually fading alongside the power of the sun god. He could not turn his head, yet he sensed the sun's projection slowly fading, merging into darkness. Soon, the stars within the Lingjing realm flickered and stabilized, leaving only the residual warmth from the solar power that had swept through. ... Tianfa Headquarters. At the central building group's Xijue District branch, through continuous, round-the-clock efforts, the Tianfa Headquarters building has been fully restored. The load-bearing columns and walls had sustained only minor damage; once the walls were repaired and the water and electrical systems were reinstalled, the building was ready for immediate use. However, the other buildings remain encircled by scaffolding. Even the sturdy earth monsters—these hardworking workhorses—cannot complete the restoration of over 60,000 square meters of Tianfa Headquarters within just a few days. The chairman, who was just moments earlier in the capital city, now appears in the conference room of the Tianfa Headquarters building. He holds a tall, elegant wine glass, smiling calmly: "Time is pressing—ready, Old Man?" The Tianfa has three factions corresponding to the "Prosecution Department," "Execution Department," and "Board of Directors." All three are ninth-tier factions. In the faction system, sixth-tier factions can appoint one deputy leader, while ninth-tier factions can appoint two. The three deputy leaders hold nearly identical authority to the chief leader—capable of launching faction instances, accessing items stored in the faction warehouse, inviting members into the faction, and even expelling specific members. The only additional authority the chief leader holds is the power to remove a deputy leader's position. Therefore, even though all three half-gods are currently preoccupied, the Tianfa's senior leadership remains able to draw upon the faction's warehouse resources. This mechanism is specifically designed to prevent the loss of the chief leader, which would otherwise result in the entire faction's wealth returning to the spiritual realm, and the collective efforts of countless individuals being rendered futile. The senior leaders exchange glances, and six peak sovereigns simultaneously fix their gaze upon the void, their eyes momentarily blurred. Milton Mac reaches for a metallic fragment that glows with golden light first. And Doral Jerome, along with one of the board's apex masters, produced two circular discs of palm-sized dimensions. The three fragments of the Celestial Compass seized by Heaven's Judgment had been refined into two rule-based items, while the third remained unchanged. "Excellent!" the Chairman waved his hand, and the three compass fragments automatically floated into his palm. Without further words, he was about to snap his fingers and return to the capital. "Wait!" Milton Mac, who had just been about to close the faction interface, inadvertently glanced at his character attributes and suddenly froze. His expression instantly brightened with intense excitement, and he shouted, "Moral Value has returned! Moral Value has returned!" The senior masters present opened their attribute interfaces in near-unison, and then saw the entry for [Moral Value] appear on their screens. At that moment, what had once been seen as a constraint now felt warm, familiar, and secure to all present. ... The Capital. Fu Qingxuan listened silently to the phone call, then hung up, saying, "Tianfa has agreed. The chairman will come immediately with the compass fragments." As for the Five Elements Alliance, the Senior Elder had already reported the outcome of the nine elders' discussion—agreement to provide the compass fragments. As an official organization, procedure often matters more than the actual result; even if it's merely formal, the nine elders had to make a phone call to report the 'discussion outcome.' The Master of the Central Hall and the Chief of the Red Flame Sect immediately opened their respective warehouse halls and retrieved the two fragments kept by each of them. Radiant starlight descended from the sky and spiraled toward the two fragments. Suddenly, the figure in the wine-red suit returned, saw the two fragments being lifted by the starlight, and immediately snapped his fingers. "Crack!" The compass fragments vanished, now appearing in his hands. The five marshals turned to look, and the Chief of the Red Flame Sect raised his brows in annoyance, "What are you doing?" "My moral credit has been restored," the chairman said, fearing that the rough fire master might have taken immediate action, and spoke plainly. The five chieftains were both astonished and doubtful as they examined the attribute panel. "Ms. Ganlin, the moral value has truly returned!" Master Jiang's broad face lit up with excitement. The chieftains breathed a collective sigh of relief. The Master of the Central Hall mused, "Has the self-repair mechanism of the Spiritual Realm been activated?" It couldn't possibly be that the Lingtuo felt remorse and voluntarily released the Merit Scroll. The Robust One, towering like a black iron tower, opened the attribute panel, glanced at it for several seconds, then silently turned and walked away without a word. "Robust One, take me with you!" The Mage-Eyed King was startled. "Very well!" The Robust One readily agreed, then propelled himself with a powerful kick, rocketing skyward like a mortar shell, vanishing into the western-north sky. The Mage-Eyed King: "...” Before the five chieftains could react, the Chairman raised his finger and snapped it decisively: "Exiled!" The Mage-Eyed King disappeared. ... New Covenant County, at the port. A hundred-meter-tall wave repeatedly surged against the barrier. With each impact, suddenly, a wall-like wave swiftly receded, and the sea surface regained calm at a visible pace. Within the deep violet clouds enveloping the New Covenant Province, a sound of resentment and fury echoed, then rapidly faded away. The sea god's church, reduced to ruins, willingly withdrew as the Realm of Distortion stepped back. The Ghouldragon, the Ancient War God, and the Forest of Illusions successively retreated. The Smoker's body collapsed with a thunderous roar, chunks of flesh splashing outward, crashing into the ruins and onto distant buildings. A man in a suit took a single step and returned to the island of the port. The half-gods of the evil faction, though unwilling, withdrew, leaving only the Sea King wielding a trident and the Giant with the Heart of the Sea embedded in his chest. The two half-gods of sea-fairy origin dissolved their forms, each settling into a meditative posture, breathing in and out vast amounts of oxygen, gasping heavily. ... In the Spiritual Realm, Zhang Yuanqing felt the will within him rapidly dissipating, the burning sensation receding like a tide, and gradually, he began "The sun has no master; its radiance will slowly fade over time. You must quickly become its master and take charge of the Merit Scroll, or next time, no one will be left to clean up the mess." The Magistrate of Determination spoke calmly. "I've left something of great importance in the treasure vault of the Feathers-of-Transcendence Sect. When you're in dire straits, open the vault—there may be a chance of survival. But before you reach that point, I don't recommend you go there yet. Some things lose their value once they're revealed to the public." With that, the Magistrate of Determination dissolved into a streak of starlight and departed from the spiritual realm. Others remained silent, waiting in stillness. As he returned, they all breathed a collective sigh of relief. Riley Eugene looked at Zhang Yuanqing with a strange expression. "Should I call you Jumu, or the Yuan-Shi Tianzun?" He had heard from Alicia that "Jumu" was the alias of the Yuan-Shi Tianzun, and he had never imagined that the legendary beast king he had fought alongside would be none other than the renowned Yuan-Shi Tianzun of the second district. "Of course, the Yuan-Shi Tianzun," Zhang Yuanqing said, moving his limbs to feel his body fully reasserting control, finally letting down his subtle guard. Strange—how did the Magician's resolve know so much? He had even anticipated today's events before returning to the Spiritual Realm, having already made strategic preparations—Ling Tu had taken charge of the Yin, and even the Star Sovereign hadn't foreseen his plans. How could the Magician's resolve have known of Ling Tu's strategies? Zhang Yuanqing mentally reviewed the situation, growing more puzzled with each thought. Yet now, with the Magician's resolve completely dissipated and finally gone, his questions remained unanswered. "Why are you still holding onto them?" Zhang Yuanqing looked at Huang Taidi and Yin Ji. Yin Ji pressed her lips, silent. Huang Taidi said, "We'll wait until you return to settle the rewards for passing the trials together." Finally unhesitant, he stepped forward and crushed the neck of the Xuexing liquid, completing the finishing blow. Yin Ji then produced a tool, summoned the spirit of the sleeping Long Jue, and pierced his heart with a dagger.