Thirty thousand miles east of Taitian City.
In a rarely visited deep mountain, silver light flashed in the eyes of the Divine Soul activating Heavenly Vision and Earthly Hearing, and he flew straight down into the valley.
With a wave of his hand, the mountainside crumbled, and a white door inscribed with runes, containing a hint of space rules, quietly appeared in front of him.
"Heh, finally found it!"
The corner of the Divine Soul's mouth curled up as he placed his hand on the white door. After a brief perception, he immediately stepped inside...
Inside the Secret Realm Heavenly Prison.
Starlight scattered everywhere, and spiritual power roared.
Once tall and handsome, the Emperor-level Nie Xiaohan of the Star Hunting Pavilion was now disheveled and pale, his starlight dimmed, utterly pitiful!
