The Demons Imprisoned in Heaven Prison

Fang Mu, treading through the night toward the Demon Slayer Division at the County Office, had no idea that a black fog bearing sinister schemes had already silently shrouded him.

After leaving the Slums, he walked along the darkened streets.

Fang Mu's gaze was cold as he watched a shadow hiding in a gloomy corner.

"Your senses are quite sharp!"

A low voice came from the shadow as it slowly emerged from the darkness.

"Master! Waiting here in the dead of night—was there something important you wished to tell me?"

Seeing Huihai emerge from the darkness, Fang Mu asked warily in a low voice.

"Envoy, there is no need to be nervous! This humble monk merely wished to ask whether you had thought of a way to enter Heaven Prison."

"If not, then this humble monk will have no choice but to use my own method to help you."

"Thank you for your good intentions, Master! I already have a way to enter Heaven Prison."

"I ask that you wait patiently for two more days. I will certainly give you a satisfactory answer."

"Oh! In that case, it seems this humble monk was only meddling."

"Then I shall trouble you to take care of it, Envoy. This humble monk will take his leave!"

As his voice fell, Huihai vanished into the darkness in a flash, leaving no trace behind.

Watching Huihai depart, Fang Mu finally let out a quiet sigh of relief.

Without lingering, Fang Mu hurried toward the County Office.

The County Office guards worked around the clock in shifts, with people on duty even at night.

When they saw Fang Mu return in the dead of night, they were somewhat surprised, but no one stepped forward to stop him.

Fang Mu exchanged greetings with several guards before entering the County Office. He had just reached the Demon Slayer Division's main hall when he encountered Tu Lang, whose face was gloomy.

"What did you do? Why did Ye Tian suddenly change his mind and take the initiative to cancel my engagement with Qi Zhu?"

Tu Lang stared murderously at Fang Mu and demanded in a low voice.

The Demon Slayer Division's main hall had long since emptied out. Only Fang Mu and Tu Lang remained.

Fang Mu frowned, never expecting to encounter Tu Lang here.

Hearing his accusation, Fang Mu said calmly, "How could I possibly decide on the Chief Envoy's decision?"

"Perhaps he felt that you weren't a good match for Qi Zhu, that you weren't worthy of her!"

"Bullshit! What the hell are you talking about?"

Tu Lang slammed the table and sprang to his feet. His face was filled with fury, and he nearly lost control and attacked.

But he hurriedly suppressed his anger and did not dare actually make a move. He was no match for Fang Mu.

"Fine, fine, fine! Fang Mu, you've got guts. Just you wait. I'll make you regret this."

Watching Tu Lang leave after angrily issuing his threat, a murderous glint flashed through Fang Mu's eyes.

Keeping Tu Lang alive would ultimately be a source of trouble. But Tu Lang was not to be feared; only by finding a way to kill Tu Shan could he uproot the problem completely.

Fang Mu pondered as he headed toward Mortal Character Prison.

After entering Mortal Character Prison, he went by a familiar route to the Seven-Star Area.

When he reached the end, he took a round token from the key ring, fitted it into the mountain wall, and gently turned it once.

Amid a series of clicking sounds, a deep rumble came from the mountain wall.

As the two stone doors in the mountain wall moved apart on their own, sliding left and right, a spacious entrance was revealed.

Fang Mu stepped into the passage leading to Earth Prison and followed the familiar route to the special-grade cell.

After opening the cell, Fang Mu was stunned to discover that Jade Faced Gentleman's corpse had vanished. It had disappeared without a trace.

"Could someone have come in?"

"Was it Ye Tian? Or Tu Shan? Or the Chief Envoy of the Demon Slayer Division?"

Fang Mu secretly speculated in surprise. Then he noticed a pool of blood on the ground beneath the torture rack.

It looked very much like the blood left behind after a corpse had been dissolved.

After examining it and inspecting the traces on the floor, Fang Mu found no valuable clues.

In the end, he could only give up. Jade Faced Gentleman was already dead, and Fang Mu had devoured both his soul and memories.

Even if someone had obtained his corpse, it would be of no use to them.

After leaving the special-grade cell, Fang Mu came to the end of Earth Prison.

He took out a token, embedded it into the keyhole in the stone wall, and turned it three times.

The stone wall immediately let out a booming rumble and began to tremble violently, slowly opening to reveal the entrance to a straight passage.

The bluestone passage had several gates. After removing the token, Fang Mu carried it with him as he continued forward.

The token emitted a hazy glow that enveloped the tightly shut bluestone doors.

The stone doors would then open on their own, revealing broad passageways.

This was Fang Mu's first time in Heaven Prison, and he found it rather novel.

After entering Heaven Prison, he discovered that it was actually much the same as Earth Prison.

The only difference was the cell doors. The doors in Heaven Prison were extraordinarily tall and were made of light.

Through those light doors, one could clearly see the demons imprisoned inside.

Heaven Prison held only two Innate Realm demons.

One was a demon that looked like Old Turtle, who was already on his last legs.

The other demon was Tree Demon, the target Fang Mu had entered Heaven Prison to find.

Tree Demon showed no reaction, but it appeared not to be dead yet, which made Fang Mu breathe a sigh of relief.

If Tree Demon had died, Fang Mu truly would not have been confident that he could refine it and obtain Tree Demon's memories.

Fang Mu released his clone. When he had arrived at the County Office, he had already notified his clone through the connection between them.

After entering Mortal Character Prison, he had taken the clone into the space inside the Demon Refining Mirror.

Together with his clone, Fang Mu opened Cell Seven and entered the cell where the dying turtle was imprisoned.

Without any unnecessary words, once they entered the cell, the clone took the Golden Sword Fang Mu had drawn and flashed forward, hacking at the turtle.

A string of sparks flew in all directions. Amid the clanging sounds, Fang Mu stared in astonishment as the clone's Golden Sword struck the turtle's shell yet failed to shatter it.

Unwilling to accept it, Fang Mu let out a furious shout, swung his monk's staff, and smashed it down at Old Turtle.

A tremendous boom rang out, and the chains binding the turtle developed crack after crack beneath Fang Mu's blow.

Yet Old Turtle was completely unharmed. His shell was sturdier than anything imaginable.

"Young man! Don't be so hot-blooded! Your strength is too small. You can't smash open this old turtle's shell."

An aged voice rang out, startling Fang Mu as he hammered at the shell. He nearly threw out his back.

Fang Mu retreated two steps in alarm and uncertainty, then was shocked to see Old Turtle shrink his body and break free of the chains.

After restoring his shrunken body, Old Turtle astonishingly rose onto his hind legs.

"Damn it! Have I not been working hard enough lately? Why is it that every freak I meet is one who can't fight back at all?"

Fang Mu slowly backed away, circulating Vital Energy throughout his body as he prepared to fight for his life at any moment.

"Don't be afraid, young man! I'm different from the other demons. I was the one who asked to come here and enjoy my twilight years."

"This old turtle is not like those demons who were captured and spend every day thinking about escaping."

Listening to Old Turtle's explanation, Fang Mu believed not a word of it.

Does he think I'm that easy to fool? Coming to a dungeon to enjoy his twilight years—either there's something wrong with his head, or there's something wrong with my ears.

"Young man! It seems you don't believe me. Then this old turtle will prove it to you!"

Old Turtle's intelligence was far from low. Having cultivated wisdom with age, he saw that Fang Mu did not believe him. Thus, he swaggered toward the tightly locked exit of the cell.

Fang Mu stared dumbfoundedly as Old Turtle opened one iron door after another, then swaggered out through the light door before returning to the cell.

"How was that? I didn't lie to you, did I?"

Hearing Old Turtle ask this as he approached, Fang Mu finally recovered from his shock.

He hurriedly bowed respectfully to Old Turtle and said apologetically, "There was a misunderstanding earlier. I hope you can forgive my offense, Senior."

"No harm, no harm! This old man isn't that petty!"

"But young man, your strength truly isn't small. Even after I had fallen into a deep sleep, you managed to pound me awake. The beating gave this old man quite a comfortable stretch."