Taishang Laojun floated above Luo Zheng's head, staring at the countless points of light before him with a dazed expression.
"Are all the living beings in the Main World imprisoned inside this Cold Prison?" Taishang Laojun asked.
Taishang Laojun had learned a little about the Cold Prison. It was the coldest place there was, but that was all he knew.
"Yes." Luo Zheng nodded.
"You can see their original forms?" Taishang Laojun asked again.
"I can, and so can you, Senior." Luo Zheng smiled faintly.
The next moment, the Civilization Tool of Heaven's Mandate Civilization in the Place of Origin erupted with a mass of green light, and the Heaven's Mandate Core in Yu Sheng Tian began to hum.
"Buzz!"
One expanse of green light stained Luo Zheng's pupils, while another dyed Taishang Laojun's eyes green.
The Heaven's Mandate Core had long since become adept at deciphering the Cold Prison, and its decoding speed was remarkably fast.
After a moment, the originally chaotic and complicated points of light revealed their true forms in Luo Zheng and Taishang Laojun's eyes.
"What a strange ability—to restore these points of light through powerful calculations..." Taishang Laojun sighed. When he saw clearly what was inside the Cold Prison, his pupils instinctively widened. "These... these are human spirits?"
Luo Zheng nodded.
From their appearances, it was almost impossible to distinguish human spirits from humans. However, from the Seventy-Seventh Chaos Era until now, Taishang Laojun was the only one who had set foot in Yuqing Heaven. There was no way any other humans could have used some method to reach beneath the Earth Altar.
These human spirits had lain in the Cold Prison for who knew how many years.
They wore identical golden armor and lay motionless side by side on the ground as if asleep.