The Prison

"Brother Ling Tian..." Huan'er's voice trembled with fury when she sent a Voice Transmission to Duan Ling Tian.

Duan Ling Tian understood her feelings. After all, he would be furious as well if his mother was treated in such a manner. He solemnly vowed, "Don't worry, Huan'er. Trust me. I'll definitely find a way to rescue your parents."

Huan'er nodded imperceptibly in response to Duan Ling Tian's words.

Naturally, the old man was unaware of the emotional upheaval in Huan'er's heart.

The duo continued to follow the old man as they traveled on a long and narrow path. Soon enough, they arrived at a spacious area after leaving the path.

"That's the Purgatory Pavilion!" The old man pointed at the pavilion in front of them.

The pavilion occupied a vast area. A stone with the words 'Purgatory Pavilion' engraved on it was even taller than the pavilion itself.