Divine Prison.
Ten days had passed, and during these days, Zui Meng and Yu Ren had been guarding Xue An without taking a single step away.
Xiao Tian hadn't left either, but he seemed to be possessed, sitting idly among the abandoned lofty towers, his gaze obsessed, lost in unknown thoughts.
At this moment, Xue An was enveloped by layers of luminous brilliance, forming a thick cocoon of light.
Although the situation inside could not be clearly seen, Zui Meng could distinctly feel that Xue An's aura was gradually intensifying.
Finally.
After three more days had passed, the cocoon began to tremble lightly, and then it shattered like an eggshell.
Seated in the lotus position within was Xue An, who slowly opened his eyes.
Where his gaze fell, a streak of golden light swept across heaven and earth.
Zui Meng and Yu Ren shook all over, then they lowered their heads in shock, not daring to look directly into Xue An's eyes.
