Heavenly Prison City, the City Lord's main hall was deep and solemn.
Chaos Turbid Qi, never dispersing year-round, curled around jade pillars and blue bricks. A heavy Deathly Stillness filled the hall, so oppressive that it set one's nerves taut.
Today, several supreme experts who had roamed the chaos for eons had gathered within—Gui Ying; Shichen and Karma, who commanded Time Sequence and all causality; and every top powerhouse of Heavenly Prison. They were all seated, and the atmosphere was frozen as if beneath ice that had endured for ages.
Jue Cang sat at the head of one side. His black robes stirred faintly with the invisible Law of Shadows surrounding him. His cold, somber gaze swept across everyone in the hall, carrying the restraint and anger accumulated over countless years. Slowly, he spoke, shattering the Deathly Stillness that filled the hall.
"Fellow Daoists Shichen and Karma.
"Jin Shui Treasure Pavilion's momentum has surged in recent days, growing stronger by the day. On top of that, the unfathomable Space Demon God stands guard there.
"Heavenly Prison City has occupied the chaos for hundreds of millions of years, yet we have long suffered their step-by-step suppression and been hindered at every turn. Since everyone has gathered here today, do you have any means of breaking this deadlock?"
The stalemate and resentment that had built up over so many years were all concealed within his cold words.
Ever since Daoist Yang Mei had crossed worlds with Wang Shu and the other gods to descend upon Sin Domain City, the long-quiet Jin Shui Treasure Pavilion had completely shed its low profile and embarked upon a nearly barbaric path of explosive expansion.
Seizing the opportunity for interconnected trade among the Myriad Worlds, Jin Shui Treasure Pavilion gathered rare treasures from every direction and amassed