Su Qinghan walked out through the gates of the Heavenly Prison, utterly distraught.
She did not look back even once. She even forgot to ride the wind, merely stumbling along the bluestone street like a mortal.
The pure Qi of the Dao Sect that had erupted from Fang Mo, bearing the colors of the five elements, had utterly shattered all the pride she had accumulated since beginning her cultivation.
Inside the duty room, Fang Mo shut the door firmly and drew the heavy curtains over the windows.
He returned to the grand tutor chair, sat cross-legged, and issued an absolute order into the empty air.
"Old Yan, Iron Bull, take your men and seal every passage in Block C, Room Shen prison. No matter who comes today, even if divine lightning falls from the heavens, no one is allowed within ten zhang of this room."
Old Yan's steady reply came from outside, along with the clang of Iron Bull moving the heavy Xuan Iron gates.
The entire Block C, Room Shen prison fell into absolute silence.
Nian Nu'er's voice rang out in his sea of consciousness right on cue, carrying a trace of unconcealed fervor.
"My lord, the framework of your inner world has taken shape. You forcibly plundered the Dao Sect's foundations to serve as the threads of that net. All that remains now is to fill it with the God King Laws of the five viscera."
Fang Mo closed his eyes and sank his mind into his Dantian.
The great perfection of the Meridian Opening Realm revealed a scene of extraordinary intricacy within his body.
Three hundred sixty-five hidden meridians resembled illuminated stars, ceaselessly drawing Spiritual Qi from the outside world through his blood.
But above those stars lurked even more terrifying existences.
At the Kidney Palace, the