Around three hours later, in the ninth level of the Black Prison under the Divine Prison Department, the Tian Xiang Divine Envoy, whom Lin Rui was concerned about, was bound by countless chains to a huge iron pillar.
Her eyes opened, filled with a hint of disbelief as she looked up and down at the prison guard before her - a man with a tall stature, a stern aura, and dressed in the robes of a Sixth Rank, as well as the peculiar Dharma Seal that he had formed with his hands.
"It seems you truly belong to the Invincible Dharma King. Unexpectedly, the Invincible Dharma King is so divinely powerful. How many years has it been since she became a Dharma King? And she was actually able to infiltrate someone into the Divine Prison Department."
"The divine power of the Invincible Dharma King is beyond your imagination."
The black-faced prison guard snorted lightly, retracting the Dharma Seal in front of his chest: "Speak, where exactly is King Ming hiding?"
