Grinding Points!

Lu Ren stopped dwelling on it. "Go back first. We'll talk later. I'm afraid I won't be able to look after you next."

Shu Laibao beamed. "Thank you, my lord!"

With a wave of his hand, Lu Ren stored Shu Laibao back inside his Inner World Universe, then charged through the doors one after another.

Like opening blind boxes, whenever he found someone steeped in Blood Fiend aura and tainted with the vicious, karmic blood aura unique to humanity, he killed them without hesitation.

What surprised him was that those imprisoned here were basically all top experts at the Celestial Immortal Realm in the Journey to the West World's immortal cultivation system. Many had either been restrained by the prison's restrictions or beaten half to death outside before being dragged in and locked up.

They had now contributed quite a few Skill Points to Lu Ren. He slaughtered everyone in five cells, gaining a full 10 Skill Points.

Lu Ren's eyes practically lit up. To others, the bottom of the Heavenly Prison was a terrifying place, steeped in a gloomy atmosphere. They feared that, with one wrong move, the great demons inside might use some method to pass through the iron cell doors and kill them.

Such things had happened before. Heavenly Soldiers and Generals once carried out routine patrols at the very bottom, but they were often attacked by great demons using innate divine abilities or elusive secret arts that could not be contained, resulting in frequent casualties.

Eventually, no one came down here anymore. Other than Celestial Immortal battle generals escorting prisoners deep into the Heavenly Prison, no one descended as long as the main formation remained intact.

If anyone did come down, it would likely be the Demon Subduing Lord, fully armed and leading a heavenly general