Zu An looked around the imperial prison as he followed Guo Zhi in.

This wasn’t a standard prison, but a place where imperial prisoners were housed temporarily. It extended many levels below ground, with only a single level aboveground.

As they walked down the stairs, the sunlight gradually faded, giving way to a cold, damp sensation that felt much more like a prison.

The surrounding walls were constructed out of massive chunks of rock, and Zu An could vaguely make out some formations on their surface.

Not only did they prevent anyone outside from tunneling in, they also prevented earth element cultivators from escaping.

He saw dark red stains on the torture instruments they passed along the way, which was clearly the blood of the criminals housed here, adding to the oppressive feeling of the place.

As Guo Zhi led Zu An down, the cries of someone willing to confess rang out.

Guo Zhi, overcome with frantic joy, rushed over, forgetting all about Zu An.

Zu An frowned and quickly followed.

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