The only one who was not coerced was the man standing next to the main seat, who was indifferent and elegant, with wide sleeves in his clothes, and his cold eyes kept staring at the people below.

After a long time, the man on the main seat slowly opened his eyes, and the hand supporting his head turned to the armrest, leaning back, and his eyes full of cold colors swept downward. After looking at it for a long time, his thin lips opened slightly.

"Death."

The elegant man standing next to the main seat immediately withdrew his gaze, took a small step towards the main seat, bent down and lowered his head, and folded his hands.

"The subordinates are here."

"What is the crime of secretly colluding with foreign clans and plotting to kill people in the demon clan?"

"Hui Shengzun, colluding with foreign tribes to murder our clan should be punished by death."

The hand on the armrest of the night was knocking again and again, and in the unusually quiet hall, the sound of fingertips touching the Xuanying Stone was very faint.

"What is the crime of those who are traitors, form cliques and private interests, and collude to seek power and usurp the throne?"

"Committing rebellion and endangering the monarchy is a crime of great rebellion, and the head should be beheaded. Those who fail to do so will be hanged and disposed of. ”

As the cold voice came out, some of the people kneeling in the main hall already looked flustered.

"What is the crime of harboring criminals, hiding traitors, and concealing the whereabouts of defectors?"

"Those who know are accomplices and should be punished as if they were defectors; Those who do not know, if confirmed, shall be fined a hundred years. ”

In the main hall, there were several weak-hearted people who swallowed their saliva silently.

The slender fingers of the night were still tapping on the armrest, and the sound of the knock hit everyone's heart.

"Whew...... For...... Wow......"

Corresponding to this is a deathly silence......

Finally, the sound of the night festival sounded again.

"Now, does anyone want to confess?"

At the same time, he lit a very fine incense.

It was clear to everyone present that as long as the people who were now in private collusion with Rao Gong to collude with foreign clans and seek power and usurp the throne confessed, their guilt would be mitigated according to the mood of the Holy Venerable. Those who have committed capital crimes can also just go to Xing Prison to suffer some soul suffering, and then have their memories removed.

However, once the time for the incense to burn is missed, and the news found out in the shadow is revealed, the punishment will be doubled. The souls of those who have committed capital crimes will be imprisoned in Xing Prison and will endure endless torture for eternity.

Soon, the half-pillar incense passed.

A middle-aged man moved, looking up with difficulty under coercion.

"Holy Venerable, the minister confesses! The minister should not be carried away by the treasure and hide from you that Rao Gong intends to usurp the throne! He shouldn't have helped him win over officials to form a faction! ”

The night gestured, and a shadow emerged from the darkness, turning into a physical entity, holding a text similar to a fold in his hand, which was spread out and handed to the dead by the man in black.

Yan took the text, looked at the side that was specially spread out, and after verifying that it was true, he leaned over and whispered in the ear of the festival.

After listening, the night of the sacrifice looked at the middle-aged man.

"Xing prison is punished."

Hearing these four words, and the coercion on his body disappeared, the middle-aged man was immediately relieved and hurriedly kowtowed.

"Thank you!"

As he left the main hall, two demon shadows followed him and went with him to Xing Prison.

A middle-aged man took the lead, and after a while, another person raised his head with difficulty.

"Holy Venerable, the minister confesses his sins......"

"Holy Venerable, the minister also confesses his sins......"

"The Holy ......"

A stick of incense burns out.

Sai Ye looked at the rest of the people, his eyes locked on one person fiercely, and then glanced at the person next to him.