Heavenly Prison Grotto-Heaven, Demon Heart Blessed Land.
The eightfold canopy radiated gorgeous Immortal Light, sweeping away the surrounding Demonic Energy. Even the demonic Dao of Demon Heart Blessed Land was suppressed, unable to display its power.
Bu Wangji stood beneath the canopy and looked at Pang Hao approaching, revealing a puzzled expression. He did not recognize this man.
The Demon Emperor's gaze flickered as she watched with a smiling face, waiting to see how Bu Wangji would respond.
"Imperial descendants loved hunting, didn't they? Five thousand years ago, the Crown Prince once went hunting." Pang Hao approached. "Does Your Highness still remember that incident?"
Around Crown Prince Di Feng Bu Wangji, golden-armored gods and men stepped forward in unison, each activating an Immortal Weapon to guard Bu Wangji's sides. Bu Wangji did not care, saying doubtfully, "It is common for imperial descendants to hunt. This was a rule left behind by Imperial Father. I should indeed have hunted five thousand years ago, but I do not remember which particular hunt you mean."
Pang Hao was somewhat disappointed. "You do not remember?"
Bu Wangji shook his head and smiled. "I do not. Every few years, I would go out hunting. Five thousand years ago, I was young and high-spirited, so I hunted more often than before or now."
Pang Hao said, "Then does Your Highness still remember the rules of the hunt?"
Bu Wangji smiled. "Naturally. A few Gods and Devils or immortals who had committed offenses would be taken from the Heavenly Prison, marks placed upon their Spiritual Nature, and then released. Once they escaped to the lower realm and hid themselves away, the pursuit and hunt would begin. My Imperial Father enjoyed this game. At first, I disdained it, but after playing it a few times, I became addicted."