"How... how did you all get in?" the Prison King asked, collecting himself. In the presence of the other Ancient Kings, it wasn't the right time to bicker with the Hanhai Emperor.
But before he could even finish his sentence, his expression changed drastically as his gaze fell upon the purple flame resting in the Hanhai Emperor's hand.
"It's that Residual Spirit! Damn it! Damn it all!" His Spirit Body was somewhat unstable. Having suffered immense torture in this place, the mere sight of the Residual Spirit sent him into a roaring frenzy.
"Zhen Yu!" the Hanhai Emperor scolded. "Calm down."
The Prison King's Spirit Body flickered weakly before he gradually regained his composure. Seeming to realize something, he hurriedly said, "Emperor, you must absolutely not listen to a single word this Residual Spirit says. He is full of lies. The others died here because they fell for his traps.
"That's why I'm trapped here as well."
