Chapter 32: Reckoning with the Past: The Great Trial of Justice

One hundred years have passed since the Battle of the Angry Sea.

A century is enough to smooth over the charred scars of war and reshape the fabric of civilization. The Heavenly City, once a symbol of the decay and splendor of the Heavenly Palace order, has now become the undisputed heart of the newborn "Mei Luo Heavenly Court."

Hua Ye's palace has been thoroughly transformed, with all traces of debauchery and vanity erased, replaced by grand, solemn, and orderly silver-white halls and soaring spires. The golden Heavenly Blade emblem, symbolizing justice and knowledge, has replaced the fallen totems of the old Heavenly Palace, branded onto every significant structure and banner.

Keisha's will, Liang Bing's edge, and He Xi's wisdom serve as the three towering pillars supporting the dome of order that blankets the entire territory of the Angel civilization. The power of the female angels has permeated every corner, every galaxy, and every planet. The remnants of the old Heavenly Palace order—whether scattered legions or hidden sycophants—have long been uprooted and ground to dust under the iron-fisted "purification" campaigns led by Liang Bing. Every inch of the Angel civilization's starry sky is now completely bathed in the light of the "Order of Justice," with not a shadow remaining.

Over the past century, the massive system led by the Heavenly Foundation King, He Xi, has functioned like an impeccably precise machine, unearthing, organizing, and archiving the darkness accumulated over nearly ten thousand years of the Heavenly Palace order. Those atrocities, oppressions, humiliations, and bloodshed that were deliberately covered up and sealed away by time have all been brought to light. The mountain of files, recording the blood, tears, and humiliation of countless female angels, are no longer silent accusations, but the foundation upon which the hammer of judgment is about to fall.

Today, the "Square of Justice" in the center of the Heavenly City, capable of holding hundreds of millions of angels, has become the focus of the universe. The square is paved with pure star-core white stone, smooth as a mirror, reflecting the firmament. It is no longer a place for Hua Ye's decadent banquets, but has been transformed into a sacred site of judgment. Around the square, giant holographic light pillars stand, clearly projecting the scene at the center to every corner of the Heavenly City, and even, through the interstellar communication network, to every inhabited planet within the Angel civilization's domain.

In the center of the square, a high platform rises, forged entirely from the "Morning Dawn Crystal," which shimmers with holy radiance. Upon the platform, three thrones forged of gold, flowing with different energy lusters, are arranged in a triangular formation.

The Heavenly Blade King, Keisha, sits on the central throne. She is draped in a robe as white as snow, with flowing gold patterns inlaid only at the collar and cuffs. Her long golden hair falls over her shoulders, revealing a breathtakingly beautiful face. Her features remain as exquisite as ever, yet the youthful inexperience and the fatigue of the battlefield from a century ago have faded, replaced by a profundity, majesty, and unquestionable calmness akin to the ancient stars. Those azure eyes, like solidified star seas, contain the wisdom to pierce through everything and the power to judge all things. She is the absolute core of today's trial, the embodiment of the new order of justice.

To her left is the Heavenly Revelation King, Liang Bing. A deep purple thorn-patterned robe wraps around her still-voluptuous figure. Her brown hair cascades like a waterfall, and her beautiful face carries a hint of languor. Yet, in those captivating eyes flickers an unmasked, viper-like, cold satisfaction and cruel anticipation. The crushing defeat and severe injuries at the Eternal Canyon a century ago did not extinguish her hostility; instead, they were buried deep in her heart like poisoned spikes. Today is the feast of vengeance she has long awaited.

To her right is the Heavenly Foundation King, He Xi. A silver-blue data-stream robe flows like a living thing, reflecting a face as cold as the moon, seemingly isolated from all worldly emotions. Her long silver hair flows with a tranquil luster, and her deep eyes, like an infinite database, reflect everything below without a ripple. She sits quietly, like an observer detached from the world, or like a precision-running supercomputer, providing only the most objective and irrefutable "facts" for the trial.

Below the platform lies a boundless white ocean. These are the standing legions of female angels! They are clad in standard-issue light夙-silver armor, holding Flame Swords that shimmer with fire, standing like a forest of steel, uniform and disciplined, their murderous aura piercing the clouds! Every young or weathered face burns with bone-deep hatred, fanatical faith in justice, and a longing for a thorough reckoning of the old era! They are the sharp blades of order and the cornerstone of judgment.

Beyond the military ranks, in the vast surrounding area, gather the female angel civilians. They come from every corner of the Angel civilization; some are white-haired, their faces carved with the ravines of past suffering; some are in the prime of youth, their eyes sparkling with infinite longing for the new era; some carry young children, wanting to imprint this historic moment into the memory of the next generation. They are the witnesses of history, the victims of past crimes, and the participants in today's trial! Their gazes converge on the platform, filled with anticipation, excitement, hatred, and the indignation of justice about to be served.

The entire square is shrouded in an atmosphere so solemn and grave it feels frozen. Only the sound of the breeze whipping the flags and the suppressed breathing of countless people can be heard.

Keisha slowly stands up. Her movement is not fast, yet it carries a power that shifts the center of gravity of heaven and earth. When she stands perfectly straight, it is as if the eyes of the entire square, the entire Heavenly City, and even the entire Angel civilization are focused solely on her. She raises her right hand, palm upward, pressing it into the void.

*Hum—!*

A soft yet supremely majestic pillar of golden light descends from her palm, enveloping the entire platform and illuminating her god-like face. Her voice, through the amplification arrays covering the square and the interstellar communication network, rings out clearly, calmly, yet like a great bell, across every corner:

"Citizens of the angels!"

The voice is like an undercurrent surging beneath a calm sea, containing the power to soothe all restlessness. The noisy square falls into absolute silence.

"One hundred years ago, under this starry sky, the haze of oppression and tyranny was torn apart, and the banner of freedom and justice finally rose!" Keisha's voice carries the weight of history. "The establishment of the new order of the Mei Luo Heavenly Court is not the end, but a brand-new beginning! A beginning to set things right, to settle accounts for sins, and to reshape the soul of our civilization!"

Her gaze sweeps across the boundless white ocean below and the countless expectant faces.

"The old Heavenly Palace order was built upon the tears, blood, and humiliation of countless sisters! It was built upon plunder, slavery, tyranny, and endless darkness!"

"Its collapse is an inevitability of history, a victory for justice! But beneath the ruins of its collapse, those souls of the oppressors, those blood-stained hands, those twisted evils—they should not be buried by time, nor should they be easily forgotten!"

Keisha's voice rises sharply, with a coldness that pierces the soul!

"To forget is a desecration of the deceased!"
"To forgive is an indulgence of evil!"

"For those wronged souls who can never close their eyes, for those sisters who endured endless suffering in the darkness, and so that the new order of justice we uphold together remains untarnished—"

Her right hand clenches into a fist, and the golden light instantly becomes scorching!

"Today! Here! In the name of justice! In the name of the Mei Luo Heavenly Court! In the name of all oppressed and harmed angel sisters—"

"I, Heavenly Blade King Keisha, declare!"

"The one-hundred-year 'Great Judgment of Justice' officially begins!"

*BOOM—!!!*

Like a volcano that had been suppressed for hundreds of millions of years suddenly erupting! The entire Square of Justice instantly boils over! The legions of female angels erupt in a deafening war cry filled with power and catharsis! Countless civilians wave their arms in excitement, eyes brimming with tears, emitting sounds mixed with weeping and shouting! The wave of sound, like a physical tsunami, sweeps across the entire Heavenly City!

"Judgment! Judgment! Judgment!!"
"Justice! Justice! Justice!!"
"Long live the Mei Luo Heavenly Court! Long live Queen Keisha!!"

The fanatical atmosphere reaches its peak! On the face of every female angel burns the fire of vengeance and the fulfillment of justice!

Keisha slowly lowers her hand. The boiling sound waves gradually subside under her will, but the excitement and anticipation permeating the air grow even more intense. She sits back down, her gaze returning to absolute calmness and coldness.

"Bring the prisoner!" Keisha's voice falls like a cold gavel.

The sound of heavy shackles comes from the passage behind the platform, breaking the brief silence. The first figure pushed up instantly draws every hateful gaze.

Hua Ye.

The once-unrivaled Heavenly Palace King, the King of Angels, is now haggard, like an old dog whose spine has been removed. He wears coarse prison garb, his once-dazzling golden hair has turned gray and withered, sticking greasily to his scalp. The face that once overflowed with arrogance and lust now holds only numb decay and deep fear. His eyes are cloudy; he dares not look directly at the three kings on the platform, nor at the boundless sea of white below, filled with bone-deep hatred.

He hunches his back, dragged by two tall female angel warriors like a dead dog to the judgment area in the center of the platform, leaving long marks on the ground. The former royal power, strength, and ambition have long vanished in a hundred years of imprisonment and mental torture, leaving only the fear of death and despair of the unknown punishment.

The holographic projection clearly magnifies Hua Ye's pathetic, terrified, and ugly state to every corner. Below, a more surging wave of curses and spitting instantly erupts!

"Heavenly Scum!"
"Animal!"
"Executioner!"
"Lust-demon!"
"Hang him!"

Keisha remains expressionless, her cold blue eyes, like the eyes of judgment, overlooking the shivering Hua Ye below.

He Xi taps her fingertip on the armrest, and a huge light screen instantly unfolds behind Hua Ye. On it, dense text, images, and data roll like a waterfall—these are the countless atrocities Hua Ye personally ordered or tacitly approved during his reign: the decrees for forcibly drafting female angels as military prostitutes; the bloody records of him allowing Su Mali to massacre cities; testimonies of him holding debauched banquets and wantonly insulting female angels; his orders for brutal suppression of rebels... Each one is shocking, and the evidence is as solid as a mountain!

Liang Bing watches Hua Ye's pathetic, stray-dog appearance, a cruel and satisfied curve tugging at the corners of her mouth, as if enjoying the final struggles of prey caught in a trap.

There is no need for long-winded accusations. The evidence itself is the sharpest sword of judgment.

Keisha's voice, as if coming from the cold abyss of the underworld, clearly announces:

"Hua Ye, former King of Angels, supreme ruler of the Heavenly Palace order."

"Verified by the Sacred Heavenly Foundation System, the evidence is conclusive and irrefutable."

"His sins are monstrous and beyond words!"

"He has committed crimes against civilization, crimes against life, war crimes, crimes of slavery, crimes of torture... and one hundred and thirty-seven other major crimes against the Angel civilization! His sins are unforgivable!"