I can't speak anymore. Does this mean I won't make excuses? While reading the item information, Zhang Yuanqing was shocked to find that he had lost the ability to speak.

As for the overly lively "remarks", he has long been familiar with it.

The training in Qin Feng Academy made him realize that the essence of the spirit realm is likely to be a combination of unimaginably high-grade props of multiple levels.

For example, moral value is a causal item.

Rules props can have self-awareness, and high-level causal props are no exception.

Thinking things are easy to be naughty.

After Zhang Yuanqing took his seat, he waited for ten minutes until a middle-aged man in a black suit with deep law lines entered the courtroom.

The middle-aged man glanced at Yuanshi Tianzun on the "Seat of Silence", moved away with a cold expression, sat down on the prosecution bench, glanced at his watch, and said to the guard standing beside him:

"Time is up!"

The guard bowed, took off the walkie-talkie, and said loudly:

"The court is open!"

Accompanied by a series of "click" sounds, the projectors above the seats were activated, casting bright blue beams of light on the seats, turning them into men and women in formal attire.

There are more than a hundred young people, middle-aged people, and old people.

These are the senior deacons (level 5-6) of the major branches, the group of people with the highest rank and power under the elders.

He saw Guan Ya, Xia Shuzhilian, Sun Miaomiao, Zhao Chenghuang, Yin Ji and other acquaintances. Except for Xia Shuzhilian and Yin Ji who reached the standard, Guan Ya came in through connections.

��Level 4 saints are not eligible to attend.

In addition, practitioners from the family of the Spirit Realm also attended this trial, but the number was very small, no more than ten people in total.

Among them were Xie Lingxi, Xie Su, and a delicate and charming woman who was as beautiful as lilac after rain.

On the witness stand was Huang Taiji with a serious face and a serious face.

The jury seats are elders, including Fu Qingyang, Elder Dog, Elder Gao Feng, and Elder Luoshen who Zhang Yuanqing is familiar with.

Zhang Yuanqing glanced across the audience, made eye contact with Fu Qingyang, and then looked at Elder Cai on the judge's bench.

This Elder Cai was covered in thin water vapor, and there were no pupils in his eye sockets, but black light flickered, like two pitch-black pools, and there was a black water drop mark between his brows.

He was not as old as expected, with black hair and slightly frosted temples, he looked more like a middle-aged man in his prime.

Along with breathing, thick water vapor spewed from the nasal cavity, and the sound of wind and thunder could be faintly heard from the stereo attached to the projector.

Inhuman, god-like demon!

Zhang Yuanqing looked directly at Elder Cai for a few seconds, and suddenly felt shortness of breath, his lungs were on fire, and the breath he exhaled became scorching hot.

He is sick.

Although the symptoms are mild, it is really sick.

Just staring at Elder Cai's holographic projection, he developed mild symptoms.

Zhang Yuanqing's heart shuddered, and he couldn't help but think of the skill of the God of Plague�spread! JrNovels.com