"How does this game work?" Qin He asked, lightly brushing his fingertips over the Order Divine Chains. The golden runes left fleeting scorch marks on his fingers.
Long Qingyun's soul projection swayed inside the Demon Shell, his tone less playful and more grave. "I once served in the Realm Patrol Bureau, but I've never entered the Boundary Prison. What's it like in there?"
Qin He glanced across the gray void around him, keeping his voice extremely low. "There are no cells. There's demonic energy, evil energy, deathly aura, miasma, killing intent, as well as yang energy, spiritual energy, and more. It's all very chaotic. There should be unknown things chained up farther away, too. I'm bound beside this dead tree, with divine chains sealing my meridians, and something is watching me from the shadows."
He paused, then added, "There's something uncanny about this dead tree. Its gray law can stir the demonic essence inside me, and the runes on the divine chains also seem to be secretly probing my essence."
Long Qingyun fell silent for a moment before his soul-transmitted voice grew somber. "The Boundary Prison is anything but peaceful. Li Wuming will definitely use some tricks to force you to reveal your trump cards. He doesn't want evidence. He wants that instant when you lose control."
Qin He nodded slowly.
This was probably a pressure test.
Most of the powers he possessed were off-limits.
His mainstay, true demonic power, was his fatal weakness. Once it spilled out, the Divine Court's Order Law would immediately turn against him without Li Wuming even lifting a finger.
The slightest leak of demonic presence would send an alarm ringing throughout the entire Boundary Prison.
And Lin Yan, the man he was impersonating, was a fire-attribute qi cultivator to begin with. True essence was