Dim, damp, with a sense of oppression in the air.
Zhao Huaicheng, with a scruffy face, stared expressionlessly at the mottled stone walls around him, his complexion pale, his eyes devoid of life.
This was the Kaiyuan Divine Dynasty's Ministry of Justice prison, where seemingly ordinary stone walls were inscribed with arrays, specifically designed to imprison cultivators, with Divine Path suppression.
Since the Divine Dynasty established order with a merit system, fewer people entered here, and it was often vacant for years, but now it was full again.
However, Zhao Huaicheng didn't care at all.
He was once a person of extraordinary talent, even entered the Celestial Pride Team. Though never making it onto the rankings, he had a unique skill in alchemy, destined to enter the Profound Pavilion in the future.
But everything was destroyed…
