The Guard Saint was momentarily stunned at the words.
Instinctively, he looked up to the sky.
Amid the illusions of the Heavenly City, a majestic radiance surged forth, bursting violently.
The Patriarch, filled with anger, recklessly unleashed his divine power.
It transformed into a giant hand that shrouded heaven and earth, reaching out to grasp the mortal realm.
Yet, he lost the final moment.
A speeding train gradually dimmed, as fleeting as a bubble, slipping through his grasp, heading into the deepest depths of the dream.
Growing ever more distant!
Amidst the chaotic flows of infinite rainbow light, a spot of darkness slowly emerged, rapidly expanding and swelling, as if falling toward the earth, until it filled his entire vision.
“Border Prison, huh.”
Ji Jue stood inside the engine cabin, in the best viewing spot, his gaze fixed on the approaching world, filled with anticipation.
The vilest place on earth, the final fate of rebels, the nightmare most feared by the faithful, where all heretics and sinners endure endless suffering.
Burning, freezing, tearing, cutting, crushing—unceasing and eternal!
As the most chaotic and terrifying place in the entire Huangliang, its existence lies outside the world, yet maintains countless subtle connections with it.