Jiufeng suddenly raised her phoenix-like eyes, and her aura changed dramatically.
"What method?"
She stared at Shen Gongbao, her gaze like blazing fire, as if she wanted to see through him.
Shen Gongbao said, "Has Mistress Feng ever heard of the Heavenly Prison?"
Jiufeng nodded.
Shen Gongbao said, "I have seen the records of the Heavenly Prison. Below the eighteenth level of the prison, many important members of the Witch Tribe are detained, some even dating back to the reign of Emperor Jun."
"What do you mean?"
Jiufeng clenched her palm tightly.
Shen Gongbao said, "Mistress, you know what I mean. If these Great Witches are released, your army can securely sit atop the Heavenly Court."
