The Prison Divine Palace was silent and still, as if it had always been this way, unchanging throughout the ages.
Demonic Qi flickered all over Su Han's body, pulsing intermittently like breathing. His eyes were slightly closed as he put all his effort into the refinement of the Heavenly Sword Crown Prince's consciousness. The Devouring Heaven Demonic Art was in motion, capable of devouring the gods and demons of heaven and earth, refining all of creation without exception.
Though the Heavenly Sword Crown Prince was powerful, within the Prison Divine Palace, Su Han was the sole master aside from the Cruel Demon Emperor. Even with his exceptional innate talent and overwhelming strength, here, a dragon had to coil and a tiger had to lie down. He could not stir any major trouble.
After a long time, the Demonic Qi on Su Han's body finally stabilized. His slightly closed eyes slowly opened, and within them seemed to lie two black holes, dark and profound, swallowing everything.
"Hah!"
