Inside the Heavenly Prison, the atmosphere was grave.
Sect Master Tongtian sat slumped atop the frigid cold jade, his hair disheveled and his entire body shrouded in a bleak aura. Fury burned fiercely in his eyes, yet deep within them lingered a desolate emptiness.
"Master, you hate them, don't you?"
"Take me as your final disciple and pass down all your Dao arts and inheritances to me. Once I escape the misery of the Heavenly Prison, I'll help you vent this resentment."
Wuzhiqi leaned close to Sect Master Tongtian, his voice sending chills down one's spine.
These days, he had often been caught in the spillover of the Purple Firmament Divine Lightning, suffering considerable losses to his vitality and origin. Thus, he vented his anger on Sect Master Tongtian.
He punched and kicked him, deliberately hurling insults at him.
At first, Sect Master Tongtian would rise up in resistance and furiously curse him back. But later, he simply sat there like a block of wood. No matter how Wuzhiqi tormented him, he showed not the slightest reaction.
Only when the scenes within the Haotian Mirror unfolded did Sect Master Tongtian show some semblance of a living person.
Seizing the moment while Sect Master Tongtian was lucid, Wuzhiqi hurriedly tried to entice his former master. If he could obtain the status of Sect Master Tongtian's final disciple and inheritor, he would have some chance of escaping alive.
Not by breaking out of the prison and fleeing, but by demonstrating his value to the Heavenly Court. He would offer all the inheritances bestowed upon him by Sect Master Tongtian to the Jade Emperor and the others, then use that merit to have his death sentence commuted.
Unfortunately, at such a critical juncture, Sect Master Tongtian simply refused to take the bait!
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