"Yes, Your Majesty! You can rest assured and leave him to us! We will arrange everything perfectly!"
The people in front of him immediately straightened up and responded in a righteous and respectful voice.
Jiang Hanxi's ears, hidden beneath her hair, were still bright red. She secretly glanced at Wang Feng one last time.
Then he turned around and vanished in a flash.
"Let's go, where is your heavenly prison?"
Wang Feng stood with his hands behind his back, gazing forcefully at the group of people in front of him, and slowly spoke with an imposing air.
"Hey, come with me!"
"Alright, you can go do your own thing now."
An elderly man, who seemed to be the leader among the immortal cultivators in the Law Enforcement Hall, stepped forward, greeted Wang Feng respectfully, and then called out to the people behind him.
"Um."
Wang Feng nodded slightly to the old man, indicating that he could take him to the Heavenly Prison for an inspection.
The old man, with a fawning expression, led Wang Feng toward the Heavenly Prison.
Jiang Hanxi, who was watching from the shadows with her divine sense undetectable to others, observed this scene with a sense of unease.
Despite her strange feelings, she couldn't help but feel attached to the man, and her consciousness unconsciously followed him.
Led by the elder of the Law Enforcement Hall, Wang Feng quickly arrived at the Heavenly Prison, expecting it to be a series of dilapidated rooms.
Surprisingly, apart from the unknown spirit mine at the entrance that resembled a prison, the inside was clean and tidy, with complete furniture.
"Isn't it strange, sir?"
The old man walking in front seemed to have noticed Wang Feng's doubts and realized that Wang Feng probably had never been to such a place before, so he slowly began to explain.
"This is a light prison, where people who have committed minor offenses are imprisoned or disciples who are being held in solitary confinement."
“Deep inside, there is another heavy prison, which is the opposite.”
The old man gestured with his hands as he began to explain to Wang Feng.
"Oh? Take me to see the heavy prison."
Although Wang Feng was somewhat uninterested, he still had to go through the process.
But you don't know until you see it, and what you find is shocking!
The two walked for a while, and under the strange gazes of dozens of people in the light prison, they began to head towards the heavy prison.
Wang Feng was led to the entrance of a place that resembled a secret realm, where the old man in front of him waved his hand.
Then the intersection in front of them lit up, and the two entered it.
A putrid smell suddenly wafted over, and Wang Feng subconsciously waved a breeze to dispel the smell.
"Die! Die! Die! Die!!!"
An extremely violent voice entered the ears of the two, but the old man in front did not react at all, as if he had been used to it for a long time.
Wang Feng gazed at a dilapidated cell ahead, devoid of even a bed, and felt a familiar aura emanating from it.
Filled with curiosity, Wang Feng slowly walked forward and went straight to the cell forged from immortal ore.
Looking at the beautiful figure curled up on the ground inside, Wang Feng's lips moved slightly.
Finally, he uttered three uncertain words: "Liu...Qing...Yao?"
The person inside the cell with his back to Wang Feng seemed to have heard something, and his body trembled slightly. This made Wang Feng even more certain.
Why is Liu Qingyao imprisoned in this cell?
"This one? This one seems to have been captured by the Empress tens of thousands of years ago. I remember she was still provoking the Empress back then."
"She was originally imprisoned in an ice prison built by the Empress, but she was suddenly transferred here thousands of years ago."
The old man beside Wang Feng looked at the woman's voice inside and began to explain, his words spanning tens of thousands of years.
In the immortal realm, time is the least valuable thing, except for some immortal cultivators who need time to do things.
"Hey! Sister Liu! When did you become so lame?"
"Let's go, the inspection is over, it was quite good."
Wang Feng had no intention of paying any more attention to it and turned to leave. The old man behind him quickly followed.
“Wang Feng…”
Liu Qingyao, who was in the cell behind him, suddenly shouted and gradually stood up and walked towards the cell door.
"Wang Feng... please, please ask her to let me out. I'll agree to anything you ask!"
thump!
Liu Qingyao knelt down, her eyes bloodshot, gripping the immortal pillar forged from an unknown immortal mine with both hands.
Wang Feng did not turn around. He stopped and listened quietly to the sounds behind him for a while, then shook his head and left.
He would never show mercy to anyone who wanted to kill him when he had the power, except for that one person.
Liu Qingyao watched Wang Feng's departing figure with despair, thinking about what would happen if she were locked up here forever.
Then what use is immortality to her...?
Wang Feng was led back to a chair inside the Enforcement Hall, where he sat down, and then everyone stared at each other in disbelief.
What do we do now? Why hasn't the Empress come to claim her people yet?
The people in the Enforcement Hall looked at Wang Feng, who was sitting in a chair leisurely eating immortal fruit, and some doubts arose in their hearts.
"Hey! Old Xu, could you arrange a place for me to stay? My wife will probably be coming back to see me soon."
Wang Feng leaned back in his chair, gently chewing on the small purple grapes one by one, and then took out a watermelon and started eating it.
"This... is a bit against the rules. May I ask if you currently have a sect or sect?"
The man called Old Xu, the same old man who had just led Wang Feng on an inspection of the prison, spoke softly.
"Sect?"
Wang Feng pondered the Ice Palace, the Sword Sect, and the disciple status that had been abolished by Jiang Hanxi.
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