The Heavenly Prison.
At the boundary between yin and yang, there was neither sun nor moon.
Li Yin held the waist token of Tongming Hall's Left Commissioner. Along the way, the jailers lowered their heads and withdrew to either side.
He walked at an unhurried pace, following the passage straight to its end, where three cells stood side by side. Though called cells, they were more like quiet cultivation chambers.
Meditation cushions, low tables, and spirit-calming incense burners-everything was provided.
The Heavenly Court valued decorum when handling cases. The stronger a demon king's backing and the higher his cultivation, the better his treatment in captivity.
But good treatment was one thing; the golden light of the formations flowing across the walls was another matter entirely.
The Nine Nether Soul-Binding Formation restrained more than flesh, bones, and blood. It forcibly suppressed the primordial spirit origin as well. No matter how one had once overturned rivers and seas, after crossing that threshold, one could not even squeeze out a sneeze.
The Golden-Winged Great Peng, Azure Lion, and White Elephant Spirit had once called one another brothers. Now, they had been separated with absolute clarity.
One demon per cell, each isolated from the others.
There was no helping it. The three brothers had already torn apart all pretense of affection while fleeing for their lives in the Mortal Realm. Put them together, and heavenly thunder would ignite earthly fire-they would bash one another's brains out on the spot.
For the sake of peace and quiet, the jailers had simply detained them separately.
Without so much as a sideways glance, Li Yin walked straight past Azure Lion's and White Elephant Spirit's cell doors.
The two demons hung their heads in dejection and paid him no mind.
Li Yin stopped outside the innermost door.
Inside,