Inside the Enforcement Hall's prison at the Azure Tide Sect.
Inhuman screams rang out endlessly from within.
A heavy lock hung on one of the cells, where more than a dozen people were imprisoned.
Heavy iron chains bound them all. In appearance, these chains closely resembled Spirit-Locking Chains, but they were unmistakably Demon-Sealing Chains. And the Demon-Sealing Chains of the Azure Tide Sect's Enforcement Hall were far from ordinary.
Ordinary Demon-Sealing Chains merely restrained the demonic qi within a person's body. Those used by the Azure Tide Sect's Enforcement Hall slowly drained it away, gradually lowering the prisoner's cultivation along with it.
Two long rows of bloodstained instruments of torture hung on the wall beside the cell. These were no simple tools used by mortals; even the lowest-grade among them was a fine treasure artifact.
When used to torture someone, they offered agony enough to tear the soul away.
The entire prison lay in gloom. Only a few flickering candles lit that small space, keeping the Demonic Cultivators whose demonic qi had been sealed from becoming utterly blind.
Directly opposite the cell stood a cross. No one was bound to it at the moment, and several chains lay tangled loosely around it.
Traces of blood that had not been washed clean still lingered around the cross, looking distinctly sinister in the candlelight.
Inside the cell, the Demonic Cultivators bound in Demon-Sealing Chains were in a dire state.
Missing limbs were among the lighter injuries. Some had every meridian severed and their dantian drained dry.
They could never imagine what methods those devils from the Enforcement Hall would use to force confessions out of them the next time they appeared.
But they also knew they could say nothing. Speaking meant immediate death.
Occasionally, they spoke together in hushed voices. A gleam