The comet remained silent, only relentlessly unleashing heavenly tribulations.

"This wicked creature is seven feet eight inches tall!" The Registrar of Evil's Records said grimly. "This fiend has committed heinous crimes! He deserves to be hacked to pieces, struck by lightning, burned alive, and his very soul will be destroyed!"

Song Yi was also somewhat surprised, as this was the demon with the deepest karmic burden among the thousands of demons he had judged.

His strength has reached the peak of the Xuanxian realm, and he is only half a step away from becoming an Immortal Golden Immortal.

The Blood Corpse Demon let out a shrill, ear-piercing laugh, causing the chains to rattle: "I am the disciple of the Ghost Mother, a disciple of the Styx Ancestor! You mere deities dare to kill me? Aren't you afraid that the Master will descend and raze the Heavenly Court to the ground?"

Song Yi remained calm, put away the Merit Mirror, and gave him a cold look:

"What are you, you red-haired zombie, that you're worth the Styx Ancestor waging war against the entire Heavenly Court?"

Without further ado, he waved his hand and ordered, "Take him to the execution platform and carry out the execution immediately!"

Upon hearing this, the Thunder God General behind him immediately stepped forward, lightning flashing, and dragged the old demon away.

After handling this major case, Song Yi turned to look at the four Thunder Department clerks behind him:

"Judging the demons in the Heavenly Prison is no easy task. We have now cleared twenty levels. I need to return to the Heavenly Observatory for a short rest and to organize the case files. Would you four like to return to the Thunder Department to report, or come with me to the prison to rest temporarily?"

The four clerks exchanged glances, somewhat hesitant.

This time, it was the Immortal Lord Hanzhi who temporarily entrusted the Star Lord of Doubu to judge the demons. If they were to return to the Thunder Department now, and the matter were to leak out, the Heavenly Venerable would blame them for not admonishing them in time, which could cause trouble.

After a moment, the head of the scribes took a deep breath, cupped his hands, and said, "Since the trial of the demons in the Heavenly Prison has not yet been completed, it should be done to the end. We are willing to follow the Star Lord!"

"good!"

Song Yi nodded in satisfaction, then with a flick of his wide sleeves, he stirred up a gentle breeze and led the four people behind him straight out of the prison.

After leaving the Heavenly Prison, the group rode on the clouds, preparing to head straight for the Fifteenth Heaven.

Shortly after taking off, a strong, almost viscous, stench of blood hit us.

Looking closely, a massive execution platform, as large as a mountain, stretched out in front of them. The platform was filled with murderous intent, and waves of blood surged like boiling water. Several heavenly execution generals clad in golden armor could be vaguely seen, holding sharp blades and performing the bone-slicing and soul-extracting punishments on many demons.

This is the infamous Demon-Slaying Platform.

Now, as Li Jing is vanquishing demons, a long line has formed in front of the Demon-Slaying Platform, with countless bound demons wailing in agony.

Song Yi glanced at the murderous aura filling the sky and continued flying upwards.

As he walked along, a data panel appeared before his eyes.

The power content of clergy increased slightly, jumping from 0.757 to 0.828.

Specifically, the S₂ derivative rights increased from 1 to 1.3.

After all, he is currently temporarily in charge of the Thunder Department, holding some of the power of life and death over thunder.

However, this should only be a temporary transfer, and the value will naturally drop after the trial of the demons in the Heavenly Prison is completed.

This is also why he is not in a hurry to judge all the demons at once. Before Han Zhixian returns, he wants to see if he can raise the power of the divine office to 1.

Before long, the group arrived at the Qingtianjian.

Song Yi instructed the fairy maids to lead the four Thunder Department officials to a side hall to rest and serve tea. He then strode into the main hall, summoned Song Mingyuan, and asked in a deep voice, "Has anything important happened in the prison these past few days?"

Song Mingyuan's expression was solemn as he bowed and said, "Ancestor, since the establishment and operation of the Plague Department, many warriors and fairies have been injured by the plague. Now they are all on the verge of death, their fate unknown."

"Where are they now?" Song Yi frowned slightly.

"It's in the western side palace," Song Mingyuan quickly led the way.

After passing through several palaces, the two arrived at a spacious bamboo hut, where wailing sounds continued.

Dozens of strongmen lay sprawled on bamboo beds, their faces ashen, surrounded by wisps of dark purple poisonous gas—a sign that the plague had entered their bodies and was eroding their spirits.

Inside the neighboring bamboo hut, the situation of the fairy maidens was also precarious.

"These are considered lucky," Song Mingyuan said in a low voice. "Some of the strongmen responsible for cleaning the core area of ​​the Plague Department accidentally bumped into the innate plague energy that was spreading out. In an instant, their flesh and blood melted away, turning into a pool of blood. Even their souls could not escape."

Song Yi frowned slightly.

Lü Yue was a notorious figure among the outer disciples of the Jie Sect.

The Plague Twin Swords, Plague Seal, Plague Bell, and Plague Umbrella in his hands were all transformed from the first wisp of innate plague energy after the creation of the world, and were extremely vicious.

Let alone these lowly laborers, even an ordinary Golden Immortal would suffer greatly if he got involved with them, and his cultivation might even be completely destroyed.

Song Yi immediately reached out and grabbed at the air. A broom, its entire body emerald green and flowing with profound Daoist charm, appeared in his palm. It was his natal divine artifact.

Then, holding a bright green broom, he gently swung it at the dying warriors.

In an instant, a gentle, refreshing breeze swept out.

The thick black mist that had been wrapped around the warrior was forcibly stripped away and evaporated, like snow being poured on boiling water, until it finally vanished without a trace.

In the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, the strongmen on the bed slowly woke up. Although they were still pale and exhausted, they had at least survived.

"Apart from the Plague Department, are there similar situations in other departments?" Song Yi asked while treating the fairy maidens and children.

Song Mingyuan said with a bitter face, "The same goes for the Fire Department. Several warriors have had their physical bodies and avatars destroyed by the out-of-control divine fire during this period, leaving only a wisp of their souls to drift back. On the other hand, the Thunder Department, because it has a large number of thunder soldiers and generals, does not need many warriors and fairy maidens to serve it."

"In that case," Song Yi said calmly, yet with an unquestionable tone, "issue the order to withdraw all Qingtianjian celestial servants stationed in the Fire and Plague Departments!"

Upon hearing this, Song Mingyuan was greatly alarmed and hurriedly advised, "Ancestor, please reconsider! If this is truly the case, the Fire Virtue Star Lord and the Plague Emperor will inevitably harbor resentment!"

"So what if they're dissatisfied?" Song Yi sneered. "Do you think these two third-rank emperors can overstep the rules and dismiss me from my post?"

When Jiang Ziya conferred titles upon the gods, the first sentence was "Now I receive the decree of the Supreme Primordial Lord." Although his position as the seventh-rank Broom Star Lord was small, it was conferred by the two saints, Taiqing and Yuqing.

Even if the Jade Emperor wanted to remove him from his divine position, he would have to first submit a letter to the two sages.

This is the benefit of being deified after death—a true "iron rice bowl."

"yes!"

Song Mingyuan quickly agreed and turned to make the arrangements.

……

In the following days, Song Yi took charge of the Qingtianjian Bureau, handling various affairs with swift and decisive efficiency.

On the fourth day, the four Thunder Department officials came again to urge him, saying that there was too much blood and flesh on the Demon Slaying Platform and that it needed to be cleared first before going to the Heavenly Prison for sentencing.

Song Yi then put down the dossier in his hand, stood up and said with a smile, "Please wait a moment, everyone. Cleaning up the Demon-Slaying Platform is no small matter. It is where the flesh and blood and resentment of thousands of demons gather. Ordinary magical artifacts will be destroyed if they touch it. I still need to go to the Spirit Treasure Bureau to apply for some suitable treasures."

The Lingbao Bureau was in charge of all kinds of weapons, armor, and magical treasures of the Heavenly Court, as well as warships, and held an extremely prestigious position.

There are even rumors that this agency may become an independent ministry in the future.