After everyone from the Decimo Dao Palace left, Tianming and Bai Zijin jumped into the Infernal Soul Purgatory under the witness of the entire Ancient Qilin Clan. On the Qilin Altar, the eight exalted ones were watching as the two of them disappeared into the purgatory.

“With the lifetime curse imposed on him and throwing him into the Infernal Soul Purgatory, his pentabane will be useless for the next six months,” Ling Xing said with a smile.

“Not only that. Even if it’s only for six months, the lifetime curse will destroy his talent.”

“This brat’s cultivation isn’t high. It might be decent in the Grand-Orient Realm, but it’s nothing in the Theocracy. After six months, he won’t be able to catch up with his peers. So let’s see how the Decimo Dao Palace is going to groom him then,” Jing Yue sneered.

“Now, there’s two matters at hand. First is to see Li Muyang’s reaction to this matter. We should still carry on with our pursuit, and while we’re at it, we should advertise his son’s situation. Second, we should inform the Ancient Theocrats about the...