Xuanmu hurriedly swallowed a pill to relieve the burning sensation in his body.

He then said, "That kid seems to be collecting those treasures that are transformed from secret realms lately. He robbed Ruan Hanqiu of one last time, and he's probably here in our Wudao Holy Land for the same reason."

Although he did not know why Junlin collected that precious pearl.

However, the pearl of their Daoist Holy Land plays a crucial role, and it must not be taken away by Junlin under any circumstances!

The old man Xuan Ye frowned upon hearing this, knowing the seriousness of the matter even without Xuan Mu's prompting.

"But the problem now is that the kid is accompanied by two Ninth-Rank Supremes. If we rush over there rashly, we'll just be throwing our lives away."

Xuan Ye felt a headache coming on. Indeed, the pearl was very important and could not be given to Jun Lin, but their lives were equally important!

"What's there to be afraid of? So what if they're Ninth-Rank Supremes? Can they kill the two of us in an instant?"

Xuanmu said indignantly, "As eighth-level supreme beings, we have lived for tens of thousands of years. How could we not have some means to protect ourselves?"

Seeing this, Xuan Ye couldn't help but shake his head. He could tell that Xuan Mu was a little carried away.

This is actually normal.

As eighth-level supreme beings, they have been high and mighty for tens of thousands of years, and even the Holy Lord treats them with respect.

But today, they were beaten and fled in disarray in just one encounter. They had never suffered such humiliation before!

After venting his anger, Xuanmu calmed down. "Go and inform the Holy Lord first. This is not something the two of us can handle. I'll go to the underground prison and inform the warden."

If King's Landing's purpose in coming here is indeed for that World Jewel, then the target must be the underground prison.

I wonder how the warden is doing now.

Although the warden is a titled Supreme, his cultivation is only at the peak of the Seventh Rank Supreme. If he were to face a Ninth Rank Supreme, he would probably die on the spot.

"Okay, be careful."

Xuan Ye nodded, looking at the disheveled Xuan Mu with lingering fear. Fortunately, it was the relatively weaker Supreme who attacked him at the time.

After agreeing on their respective roles, the two parted ways in haste.

Meanwhile, on the other side...

Just as Xuanmu had expected, Junlin had already arrived at the location of the underground prison of the Wudao Holy Land.

Here, things remain the same as always.

However, unlike before, this time, the Soul Prison Celestial, who was also the warden of the underground prison, personally came out to greet him.

The warden held a chain in his hand, one end of which was connected to a sickle, and the other end was connected to something that looked like a lantern.

Following the idea he had received from Junlin, he crafted a lantern in the style of a Soul Refining Banner to gather the souls that had been there before.

Upon seeing the lantern, Junlin raised an eyebrow. "Oh? It's quite well done. You really look like a warden. You've lived up to the name I gave you."

The warden frowned. "What are you doing here again? There aren't many Supreme Realm criminals left in this prison."

Because of Junlin's influence, all the criminals above the Supreme Realm in the underground prison escaped, leaving only the Black Lord.

Although there has been an effort to make arrests recently, the time has been too short and the gaps have not been filled.

Junlin sat on the golden lion and said unhurriedly, "Look at what you're saying, as if I only come here to let these criminals escape. Can't I come and see you because I missed you?"

In response to Junlin's words, the warden simply said expressionlessly, "Alright, now that you've finished reading, you should leave."

"Sigh, you really have no decency. We've known each other for a while, won't you invite me in for a seat?" Jun Lin shook his head, looking heartbroken.

But the warden wasn't impressed. "If you're not invited, may I leave?"

Junlin shook his head and said, "No, I need to go to the ninth level of your underground prison. What I need is there."

That's right, the World Pearl of the Holy Land of No Dao is currently located on the ninth level of the underground prison!

And his current cultivation level is enough to reach the ninth level!

Unexpectedly, upon hearing that Junlin intended to enter the ninth level of the underground prison, the warden suddenly launched an attack.

Chains extended out, completely enveloping the entire prison.

"Prison grounds, no unauthorized personnel allowed!"

At this moment, the warden's cultivation level, which was as high as the peak of the seventh level of the Supreme Realm, was revealed without reservation!

Chains linking to sickles swung menacingly in the air, as if ready to strike at the slightest provocation.

"stop!"

Xuanmu's voice rang out, and then he tore through space and appeared in front of everyone.

The warden looked at Xuanmu, showing no intention of stopping.

Er Yan looked at Jun Lin and said impatiently, "Did you kill him?"

"Kill them."

Junlin turned his back, as if he couldn't bear to see Xuanmu and the warden dead.

"You son of a bitch!"

Upon hearing Jun Lin's words, Xuan Mu's eyes widened immediately. He abandoned the warden and the underground prison, tearing through space and fleeing into the distance.

But one flame still followed it.

As for the warden, the chains around his body kept flailing, but in just a moment, those chains were melted by the flames.

Including the lanterns used to store souls.

The next moment, the flames touched the warden, and in the blink of an eye, the warden was engulfed in flames and struggled in the inferno.

The violent power of the laws surged in the air, but it could not break free from the cage of flames no matter what.

A moment later.

The warden had vanished into thin air, leaving only lost souls to wander aimlessly.

Junlin turned around and sighed upon seeing the scene.

Actually, he quite liked the warden; otherwise, he wouldn't have specifically given him the name Thresh.

With a wave of his hand, Er Yan dispersed the flames in the air and said, "Alright, the soul is still intact, but the consciousness has been refined."

If it weren't for wanting to preserve a complete soul for King's Landing, she would have already annihilated the warden.

"Um."

Junlin nodded in agreement.

He then summoned the Emperor's Banner, taking in the warden's soul and the remnant soul that had escaped from the broken lantern.

A bumper harvest!

The remnant soul of a demonic cultivator at the peak of the seventh level of the Supreme Realm is a great tonic!

After being baptized by countless souls, the purple aura emanating from his Emperor Banner has now turned black, and its intensity has increased considerably.

With the warden's death, the other disciples of the Wudao Holy Land responsible for guarding the prison were all gripped by fear.

Some people fled in panic.

Someone started swearing.

Some people knelt down and begged for mercy.

Some people would rather die than submit.

Some people even had the sudden inspiration to lock themselves in a prison and pretend to be righteous cultivators imprisoned there.

But without exception, all of these people became nourishment for the Emperor's Banner.