Six months later,
in the Cultivation Room, Zhao Sheng slowly opened his eyes. The surrounding Karmic Fire was withdrawn, transforming into a Red Lotus and falling into his brow.
He removed his Identity Token, and the Spirit Gathering Array immediately ceased operation. The Spiritual Energy around him dispersed slowly, but the dense Yin Sha energy in the air churned incessantly, almost congealing into substance.
The Divine Prison had been established for an unknown number of years, and countless humans, demons, and ghosts had perished within. The chilling Yin Sha energy that had accumulated over the long term was beyond the imagination of the outside world.
"No wonder most of the Prison Guards fall into depravity and meet with bad ends. Soaking in such dense Yin Sha energy day and night, constantly subjected to the invasion that devours the spirit—it would be strange indeed if they could progress to Foundation Establishment!"
