Qingyuan Realm

All at once, every last one of them became completely obedient.

Those who had been secretly exchanging glances and stirring with barely contained intent all lowered their heads now, not even daring to breathe too loudly.

The unwillingness and fury buried deep in their hearts all turned into icy fear at this moment, leaving them without even the thought of resistance.

For all these years, not even the Celestial Court had been able to kill them.

Those wardens, those heavenly soldiers and generals, those Three Free Heavens—at most, they had locked them inside the Demon-Sealing Tower, suppressed them with restrictions, and trapped them with seals, yet they had never truly been able to eradicate them.

Yet now, from Chen Duan, they felt the threat of death—the threat of being completely erased.

In the end, they could only allow the Demon-Sealing Tower to bind their souls.

Rays of golden light became invisible locks, firmly locking their lives and deaths in Chen Duan's hands.

They could feel that with a single thought from this man, their souls would vanish into ashes like that minotaur's.

After that, Chen Duan locked all of them back inside the tower.

Those beings who had only just escaped their cages and had not even had time to take a few breaths of free air were thrown back into that sunless giant tower.

Chen Duan would release them only when he needed them.

That made their suffering all the more unbearable.

This situation was even worse than before!

Before, they had been prisoners. Now, they were slaves.

With a flick of his sleeve, Chen Duan drew the Demon-Sealing Tower into it.

The corners of his lips curled upward slightly. Everything inside was his "material"; there would be plenty of uses for them in the future.

"Let's go, you