These words were still quite encouraging to the other prison guards.
The resentment in everyone's eyes vanished, replaced by surging murderous intent. They were all waiting for the day of revenge.
"Idiots!"
Silver Dust mingled among the crowd, rolling its eyes as it cursed.
Yes, they indeed had methods and strength. Especially those above them—Sifang Yin and Young Minister Tianyu—none of them were easy opponents.
But Li Tianming had never been alone. He was a web, and upon that web were all kinds of methods, all kinds of heaven-defying people.
And this web had only just begun to slowly spread across the Hunyuan Domain...
After determining their future course, the prison guards finally dispersed one by one.
Cultivation, humiliation, escorting prisoners... they were not exactly idle.
After everyone had left, Gu Huo, the deputy chief prison guard, walked over to the pig-headed ghost god, Kuang Lie. Only then had the pig-headed ghost god finally finished healing his wounds. He had barely restored his body and sat up, but still kept his head lowered.
"Come. Let's go down and take a look around," Gu Huo said coldly.
The pig-headed ghost god said nothing. Staggering to his feet, he followed Gu Huo into the underground palace, passing through one dim yellow corridor after another, then entering a bottomless pit and heading toward the depths of the Ghost God Temple Prison.
At the very highest point of this underground palace was the Heart-Guarding Residence.
The letter of appointment in Zi Zhen's hand was also the key to the Heart-Guarding Residence.
At that moment, within the Heart-Guarding Residence, where flowers bloomed in profusion and winding streams carried floating wine cups, Zi Zhen poured out all ten-odd million Mo Star Cloud Sacrifices on her, emptying them into a white jade lake!
In an instant, the