"Even, perhaps, we can convert them into devotees of the Merciful Immortal!"
Gazing at the numerous prisoners around him, who were issuing pitiful howls of agony under the array technique's punishment, Kou Hong felt deep empathy and mused thoughtfully.
"However, this is, after all, a strictly guarded prison; achieving this will require a long-term plan."
Kou Hong's eyes flickered, once again using the same tone of furious rebuke to disguise himself.
But this time, he intentionally acted as if he was gasping intermittently and breathlessly.
It seemed he could hardly hold on any longer.
In the following period, Kou Hong used his apparent complete submission to shift the prison soldiers' attention away from himself.
Meanwhile, he was frantically learning the detailed explanations of the array technique and secretly accumulating strength to enhance his own power.
Now he had also realized.
