It was another simple meal. Through Xie Jingxin's efforts alone, the pot of lotus root and snake meat soup was emptied.
Having eaten and drunk her fill, Xie Jingxin stopped squatting and simply lay on the ground, her limbs spread wide.
Zhang Yuan found a place to meditate.
He had not had a moment's rest since arriving at the [Prison-Warden Soul-Pitying Palace]. He needed some time to restore his Dharma Body.
Now that he had reached the fourth layer, the [Prison-Warden Soul-Pitying Palace], he was even closer to the Nether Bureau, and the vitality his Dao Domain could provide kept increasing. Even though the Demon King had severely wounded his Dharma Body again in the [Underworld-Penetrating Soul-Severing Palace], he could still recover quickly.
The conceptual image of a Ten-Turn Qi Refining Perfected Person... I'll restore my Dharma Body to the corresponding level first. Even a Ten-Turn Qi Refining Perfected Person falls a little short...
Three days slipped by in a flash. The upper two levels of the [Prison-Warden Soul-Pitying Palace] remained pitch-black, while Zhang Yuan, the culprit behind it all, had finished meditating. He stood at the entrance to the Pleasure Bureau's palace alongside Xie Jingxin and Liu Yihong, gazing at the floating palaces linked by iron chains.
Iron chains ran through palaces of every size. At the very center of this floating palace complex stood an enormous palace with an extravagantly sumptuous exterior, markedly different from all the others.
[Zhu Shan] was a high-ranking Ghost Deity and the Bureau Chief of the Pleasure Bureau. Zhu Shan's residence lay close to the central palace, so Zhang Yuan was not actually far from it. Two traversals with "As Though the Emperor Walked in Person" would get him there. [Black Miasma]'s palace was not far from him, either.
"That palace..."
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