"Qingxuan, do you have anything else to say?"

Beyond the nine heavens, in the Lingxiao Palace.

Inside the magnificent palace, the gods stood solemnly, the atmosphere heavy with suspense.

Upon hearing this, Qingxuan clenched his fists tightly and met Tianjue's gaze. "Your Majesty, this is all a misunderstanding."

"A misunderstanding? You call it a misunderstanding that you and demons joined forces to destroy the barrier?"

"Playing in the dark? Prisoner God, you call this a misunderstanding?"

Cold sweat broke out on Qingxuan's forehead. At this moment, he felt inexplicably terrified. For a thousand years, no one had ever known about these things. How did the Emperor find out?

"Your Majesty, how could I, a humble immortal, do such a heinous thing? I have always upheld justice, as all the gods have witnessed. I have never abused my power!"

"Today, all the gods are present; we humbly request that the Great Emperor provide a reasonable explanation."

He didn't believe that the Emperor could know the past.

He must have been guessing randomly, or someone must have leaked his secret.

I couldn't help but think of the fairy beside me.

A barely perceptible glint of murderous intent flashed in his eyes.

"Qingxuan, the Emperor would never falsely accuse someone without cause. You must be the one who did this!"

“That’s right. Zi Ling lost her life for the barrier, and you not only didn’t speak up for her, but you also kicked her when she was down. I should have guessed that you had something going on.”

Xiao Wanwan peeked out from inside the Emperor's sleeve.

Seeing this, Tianjue raised his hand and gently pinched her cheek, using a telepathic communication that only the two of them could hear.

"You little brat."

Xiao Wanwan stuck her tongue out at Tian Jue.

"Yueyun, what nonsense are you spouting? Who's kicking someone when they're down?"

After hearing this, True Lord Yueyun turned to look at the gods and asked, "Did you all hear clearly that day that Ziling descended to the mortal realm as a human? What did you say? The divine realm cannot do without her. Now, I ask you, whose credit is it that you are able to stand here unharmed?"

"Ah, I see. You're the one who set up the barrier, so naturally you won't be harmed, right?"

Qingxuan's face turned ashen, and you glared angrily at Yueyun.

Not to be outdone, Yueyun glared back.

Emperor Sikong sat at the head of the table, his gaze sweeping over everyone.

"Tianjue, how did you learn of this?"

Tianjue stepped forward, cupped his hands to Emperor Sikong, and said, "Your Majesty, there is naturally evidence for this matter; otherwise, I would not have asked you to uphold justice."

"Your Majesty, do you have any more evidence?" Qingxuan asked without changing his expression.

Tianjue raised his eyes and gave him a stern look. "What do you think?"

That one glance sent chills down Qingxuan's spine, and his legs trembled so badly he almost couldn't stand.

According to the laws of the divine realm, if one is found to have imprisoned a god or murdered one's own kind, one will be stripped of one's divine status and have one's soul destroyed.

Seeing his appearance, Tianjue waved his hand in mid-air.

Suddenly a bronze mirror appeared in the sky above the imperial court, and then a scene appeared.

"This is a time-traveling mirror, capable of tracing back to the past. This mirror was lent to me by someone."

"Since True Lord Qingxuan insists that he did not do these things, the gods might as well take a look at this."

After hearing this, everyone looked up at the image in the mirror.

The figure on the screen is none other than Qingxuan Zhenjun.

"Isn't this...isn't this Yuhua Peak?"

"Yes, what brings True Lord Qingxuan here?"

The group looked at each other in bewilderment.

"You...you will submit to me."

“Lord Xuanqing, you are a god-king of the divine realm. Don’t you feel ashamed to force a woman like this?”

"Have you ever thought about how the people of the divine realm would view you if they knew?"

"This is Yuhua Peak. As long as you don't make a sound, no one will find you..."

"Meow~"

"No, Aya!"

"Xuanqing, I beg you, please save Aya, she's my family, please..."

"You call a spirit pet family, Yunmeng, you'll have me in the future..."

"No, no..."

"ah--"

Moon Cloud True Monarch exclaimed in shock, “Heavens! Qingxuan has really framed his own clan!”

"This Jade Flower Peak is where the Fairy of a Hundred Flowers resides. How dare you go to the Hundred Flowers Palace and force your way in?!"

"I remember this is Fairy Yunmeng, isn't she? Fairy Yunmeng and Tianji have been childhood sweethearts for many years. Qingxuan, you've gone too far."

"Yes, oh no... Fairy Yunmeng was killed by him??"

"This isn't scary at all."

The noise of the crowd's discussion was so loud it drowned out the conversation on screen.

Only now did Qingxuan realize that what Tianjue said was true, and his eyes widened in shock and his expression became fearful.

He and the Emperor had always kept to themselves, but he never expected that the Emperor would secretly investigate him.

Emperor Sikong's face immediately turned cold.

"Qingxuan Zhenjun, as a deity, you should be compassionate and save all living beings. What crime do you deserve for harming your own kind?"

Upon hearing this, Qingxuan Zhenjun was so frightened that he knelt down with a thud, his expression filled with fear. He said, "Great Emperor, it's not what you see. This humble immortal has never intended to harm anyone. This humble immortal is innocent."

"Innocent?" Emperor Sikong retorted. "I had no idea that you harmed the Fairy of a Hundred Flowers and destroyed her soul, and you call that innocent?"

"Qingxuan, what else have you done?"

The Emperor Sikong bowed his head, his brows revealing an unquestionable majesty.

Qingxuan Zhenjun knelt on the ground and looked up, his expression becoming increasingly tense.

"Your Majesty, there are truly no more lower-level immortals."

Tianjue stood to the side, moved his lips, and asked, "Qingxuan, do you remember how the god you imprisoned is doing now?"

Qingxuan was terrified; his eyes nearly popped out of their sockets.

He wasn't just talking nonsense.

Just then, Tianjue waved his hand, and the scene in mid-air immediately changed.

"Qingxuan, you despicable person!"

"Hahahaha, God Luo Bai, blame yourself for being ungrateful! Now that Zi Ling has been completely destroyed, I'd like to see who will protect you!"

"Qingxuan, how vicious you are! Ziling is a high goddess in the divine realm, protecting the holy kingdoms of the mortal world. The incense offered to her is the most abundant in the three realms, yet you colluded with the demon and monster races, deliberately taking advantage of the Emperor's seclusion to help them destroy the barrier. You deserve to die!"

Qingxuan's face was filled with anger, and he slapped Luo Bai's face hard with a palm of spiritual power.

"Luo Bai, who doesn't know that you love Zi Ling? It's just a pity that Zi Ling doesn't even look at you."

"Even if you know all this, so what? You can never escape my Sky-Prison Chains."

Luo Bai tried to struggle, but the more he struggled, the tighter the chain tightened.

He glared at him and said, "Qingxuan, I am your superior! Release me at once!"

"Let you go? In the realm of gods, it's either me or you. Do you think I'm that stupid?"

Qingxuan stared at the screen and couldn't help but take a step back.

For a hundred years, no one knew that he was the Imprisoned God. He took over the position of the Supreme God of Falling White and was about to be promoted again.

Who exactly is it?

Who framed him?!

The gods stared at that familiar face, unable to believe that Qingxuan Zhenjun really dared to imprison a god.

"Didn't they say that God Luo Bai descended to the mortal realm to find Zi Ling? I never expected that she would be imprisoned by Qing Xuan."

"It's unbelievable that Qingxuan Zhenjun, who always talks about compassion, has such a hypocritical side!"

"This is utterly inhuman, a demon! How could he possibly become a True Lord?"