Inside the Celestial Northern Prison, Du Wuhen let out a similar groan. "What an unlucky day…"0

But unlike Little Second Brother on the outside, he was dealing with a real crisis.0

Moth was slamming against the barrier with increasing speed and force. From the sound alone, it was clear that the barrier wouldn't last much longer. Judging by the terrifying murderous aura pouring off Moth, everyone inside would be doomed once it broke free.0

And now, their final hope rested on yet another monstrous villain. Just thinking about it was enough to crush any remaining sense of hope.0

By now, Chu Liang had arrived outside Immortal Yuan Lu's cell. The Great Devil of the West Sea showed no trace of foundational qi and looked no different from a frail, middle-aged man.0

Back then, the Imperial Supervisory Commissioner had crippled his cultivation using the power of the Tai'a Sword. Later, the Celestial Northern Prison used multiple methods to place layer upon layer of restrictions on him.0

When he heard...0