Inside the Celestial Prison.
Xuan Ji sat there like a withered corpse.
Iron chains pierced through his body, sealing away all of his power.
In such a situation, Xuan Ji had his cultivation but nowhere he could use it.
Only when he stayed in the Celestial Prison did he truly feel what despair was.
If he had known the Cyan Yang Divine Realm would be this dangerous, then Xuan Ji would never have accepted this mission.
But unfortunately.
It was already too late to regret now.
His entire cultivation was sealed; even though as a Vajra Guardian of the Buddhist Sect Xuan Ji's fleshly body was far stronger than ordinary cultivators, the many powerful experts guarding around him doomed any escape to failure.
Now.
Xuan Ji could only wait for the Cyan Yang Divine Court's judgment.
Moreover.
If he were to leak information about the Great Leiyin Temple, once the Buddha found out someday, he would not have any good end.
