A staggering compensation claim! The United States is spitting blood – Agatha Christie's personal request!

That aura seemed to originate from the source of time, from the Chaos before the birth of all things.

It was not majestic or vast, but ancient and supreme, transcending every Law understood by everyone present!

Primordial Chaos Sacred Body!

In legends, it was the number one Physique of all eternity, existing only in the most ancient myths!

Agatha Romanov's face, which had remained like an unchanging ice sculpture for ten thousand years, finally showed a crack at this moment.

Her ice-blue eyes contracted violently as she stared fixedly at Lin Yuan.

As the Chief Justice of the Human Alliance's Supreme Military Court, she was well-read and knew countless secrets.

She naturally recognized this aura!

Precisely because she recognized it, she felt an unbelievable shudder from the depths of her Soul!

This... how is this possible?!

A Physique that only existed in ethereal legends had actually appeared in reality?

And it appeared on such a young person?!

The pathetic state of those eight King-Sealing Experts at this moment completely overturned their usual high-and-mighty image.

They slumped in the jury box, faces pale, gasping for breath.

The power within them wasn't being suppressed; it was submitting!

It was an irrepressible, instinctive awe originating from the life Origin—the reaction of lower life forms when facing a supreme life form!

They looked at Lin Yuan as if looking at a living ancient god walking among mortals!

"Now..."

Lin Yuan withdrew his aura and looked around the room, his voice remaining calm.

"Is this evidence enough?"

The entire courtroom was silent.

The King-Sealing Expert from the Holy Roman Federation who had previously pointed at Lin Yuan and berated him now wished he could find a hole to crawl into.

His face turned the color of pig liver, and his lips trembled, but he couldn't say a single word.

Nonsense?

Contempt of court?

Looking at it now, the real clown was himself!

In the prisoner's dock, the ecstasy in Mike Jason's eyes had long been replaced by endless despair.

He slumped completely like a pile of mud, without even the strength to lift his head.

He finally understood.

Just how foolish and how arrogant he had been!

The one he had tried to erase using "heavens punishment" was not a Genius at all, but a myth!

"Hahahahahaha!"

Above the dome, that most domineering and grand figure, Martial God Lin Zhan, let out a wild laugh that shook the entire space!

His projection seemed to solidify slightly, and his world-dominating pressure made the space itself wail.

"Good! Well done, my grandson!"

His gaze swept across the dumbfounded faces below, his voice as grand as thunder.

"Agatha! What other explanation do you want?!"

"My grandson is the Lord of Guixu! So what if he ate that thing?!"

"Forget a Lord of Guixu, even if it were the Dominator of this Ten Thousand Races Battlefield, if my grandson wanted to eat it, that would be its honor!"

"Now, does this pathetic court of yours still want to judge him?!"

Domineering!

Overbearing!

Unreasonable to the extreme!

But at this moment, no one felt he was being fallacious.

Because the Primordial Chaos Sacred Body was the ultimate reason!

Agatha's body trembled slightly.

She pursed her lips tightly, her chest heaving violently.

After a long while, she slowly recovered her voice from that extreme shock.

She picked up the gavel.

This time, her movements carried an unprecedented solemnity.

Bang!

The gavel fell.

"This court declares."

"Lin Yuan, not guilty!"

She paused, her gaze turning to Mike Jason, who was slumped like mud, and her voice instantly returned to that bone-chilling coldness.

"The defendant, Mike Jason, for showing contempt toward an Alliance Genius, abusing his power, activating a forbidden weapon, intending to destroy the Demon Suppressing Pass, and endangering human safety..."

"The crime is unforgivable!"

"This court sentences him to be stripped of all military ranks and positions, have all his power abolished, and be thrown into the lowest level of the Black Prison for life!"

The moment her words fell.

Agatha's gaze landed on the face of that King-Sealing Expert from the Holy Roman Federation.

"As for White Eagle Country..."

"That bill for 202 billion, I hope to see it appear in the Dragon Country's account within one standard day."

"Not a single cent less."

Agatha's voice echoed in the hall.

Every word was like a heavy hammer, smashing hard into the heart of that Holy Roman Federation King-Sealing Expert.

His face instantly turned from red to white, then from white to green, a spectacular sight.

202 billion!

And it had to be paid in full within one standard day!

This was no longer just cutting off flesh; this was pulling out tendons, peeling off skin, drinking blood, and eating marrow!

He wanted to object.

He wanted to say this didn't conform to Alliance rules.

But he opened his mouth, looked at those grand figures above the dome who seemed to be half-smiling, and then looked at the expressionless Agatha.

Finally, his gaze landed on the young man who had remained calm and indifferent from beginning to end.

All objections turned into a long, bitter, and helpless sigh.

"I... the Holy Roman Federation... agree."

He squeezed those words out from between his teeth.

After speaking, he seemed to have all his strength drained away and slumped back into his seat.

He knew that this time, White Eagle Country, and even the Holy Roman Federation behind it, had suffered a crushing defeat.

They had lost so completely that there wasn't even a chance for a comeback.

Above the dome, Martial God Lin Zhan's projection gave a satisfied cold snort.

He looked deeply at Lin Yuan, a trace of hard-to-detect relief and pride showing in his domineering eyes.

"Kid, you did well."

"If anything happens, crush this jade talisman."

A streak of light flew out from the rift and hovered precisely in front of Lin Yuan.

It was a simple jade talisman engraved with the word "Zhan" (War).

Immediately afterward, the projections of Holy Light's Judgment Augustine, Icefield Tyrant Ivanoff, and others also nodded to Lin Yuan, their eyes full of goodwill and an intent to win him over.

Then, the huge torn spatial rift slowly closed.

The terrifying wills of several supreme existences receded like a tide.

The pressure in the entire courtroom suddenly lightened.

Everyone let out a long sigh of relief, feeling as if they had just walked back from the gates of hell.

Two White-Armored Guards stepped forward and expressionlessly dragged away Mike Jason, who had completely become a walking corpse, toward the exit of the courtroom.

"Hahahahahaha!"

Qin Pojun was the first to rush up, his old face smiling like a blooming chrysanthemum, his single eye filled with unconcealed ecstasy and worship.

"Your Excellency! You are really... really..."

He said "really" for a long time but couldn't think of a suitable word to describe his current mood.

Finally, he could only slap his thigh hard.

"Refreshing! Damn, this is just too refreshing!"

The soldiers of the Longxiang Army also gathered around, every face beaming with the excitement and pride of having survived a disaster.

The way they looked at Lin Yuan was no longer just simple awe.

Instead, it was like they were looking up at a living deity.

Lin Yuan didn't care about any of this.

He put away the jade talisman and turned to leave.

"Your Excellency Lin Yuan, please wait."

A cold voice came from behind.

Agatha Romanov had stepped down from the judge's bench at some point.

She dismissed everyone, leaving only herself, Lin Yuan, and Qin Pojun standing in the distance within the pure white circular hall.