Netherworld Prison.
"Sovereigns can create rules,"
Long Di, in the hall, earnestly clarified to Pang Jian's Primordial Spirit: "In our Netherworld Realm, we choose to temper the Primordial Spirit, and we must rely on a stroke of fate, which is a rule."
"The creator of this rule should be the will of the Misty Sea."
"The Heaven Forbidden of the Netherworld Prison, which blocks the spying of God Spirits from the Outer Realm, Is also one of the rules. Also, our Nether Tribe's Netherworld Gods, whose Primordial Spirits can freely come and go in the Netherworld Prison, are rules set by it."
"In your Purgatory, those who purify their bodies with Filthy Alien Power to enhance their strength and cultivation need to go through a purity of filthy essence to become a low-rank god, which should be the manifest of the will of Black Phoenix."
"He is the Sovereign, He can also set rules."
"However, I feel…" Long Di thought for a moment and said, "This rule should have been broken."
