"Originally, this child was to be locked in the Heavenly Prison and become provisions for my next step.
Damn mysterious person—don't let me find out which clan you belong to, or I will suppress all your clan's heavenly prodigies here!
It is difficult to become a Saint in the Primordial Beginning. Having reached this point, if I stop here and make no further progress, I will never be reconciled to it. I must exhaust every possibility and chase that sliver of opportunity..."
Deep within the Heavenly Prison, Third Master watched Li Qingyun leave that icy, lifeless place. Though greedy and reluctant, he ultimately did not act.
He believed that behind Li Qingyun, or behind the Abyss Li Clan, truly stood an existence from the Outer Ruin or even the Outer Void.
It could only be said that the entire Abyss Clan main lineage had been careless today. Even "heavenly secrets" had been veiled, and they had failed to notice anything beforehand.
With the Nine Saints enthroned, how magnificent was the Abyss Clan! Yet now, they had grown increasingly overconfident!
"Your main lineage established the Heavenly Prison and poisoned your own clansmen. Don't you think that is too vicious...?"
After leaving the Heavenly Prison, Li Qingyun tossed the Prison-Suppressing Token back to the old man, Yuan Jingfei, and casually cursed him before walking out of the stone hall.
The Heavenly Prison was a place of utter death and ruthless poison.
The main lineage was too cruel. To support Quasi-Saint Third Master's cultivation, they had specifically established the Heavenly Prison. Were they not afraid of birthing sons without assholes? If they truly suffered some backlash, their descendants might be cut off and their true blood wither away.
"Th-this was all the decision of those above..."
Yuan Jingfei feebly tried to absolve himself.