I tricked you into thinking you had the makings of an emperor, but you actually did it?

The Divine Prison is located on the moon, while the Judgment Ground is located in the Eighth Realm.

Lei Yuan was going to the moon and didn't want to take Shen Ming back now.

"What should we do if the Golden Month doesn't end soon?" Shen Ming asked.

Although they were prepared to flee, they still had to put on a good show and express their worries.

"The Divine Court is not a place where right and wrong are not respected. The time you spend in prison will be deducted from your sentence."

Lei Yuan said in a deep voice, his figure as solid as a mountain, his body crackling with lightning.

With a flick of his wrist, a jet-black token appeared in his palm, gleaming with a cold metallic luster.

"The Gates of the Divine Prison, appear!"

As soon as the words were spoken, the void suddenly cracked open, and the sea of ​​stars dimmed abruptly.

A colossal door slowly emerged, seemingly leading to another world. It stood over a thousand feet tall, its material unlike ordinary iron, yet it exuded a heavy, oppressive aura.

The gate slowly opened, revealing a deep, dark interior, with only the faint sound of interlocking chains audible.

As the gate opened fully, a destructive aura surged forth like a tidal wave, instantly sweeping across the starry sky.

A figure emerged, a divine soldier clad in black gold armor, his face expressionless, his eyes cold as ice.

Immediately afterwards, a second and a third figure appeared in succession, until there were nine divine soldiers. Their figures were as tall as mountains, their aura as powerful as the sea, and their auras intertwined, transforming into a domain that seemed to be able to suppress all resistance.

"Divine Realm!"

Shen Ming narrowed his eyes slightly. This was another realm above the Sovereign Realm.

As a result, he only served as a soldier in the Divine Court.

Shen Ming thought that if he had joined the Divine Court back then, he would probably have suffered the same fate.

"Imprison this man and bring him here later," Lei Yuan said.

Nine divine soldiers arrived at Shen Ming's side in unison, each of them a chain, forming a barrier.

Afterwards, Lei Yuan wrote down a page of celestial scripture and handed it to the Antarctic Immortal for review.

The above information contains Shen Ming's name, background, and the crime he committed; it can be considered a case file.

After confirming that there were no problems, the Antarctic Immortal transformed the Heavenly Book into a golden light and flew towards the World Tree, with the ultimate goal of the Hall of Judgment.

"Go."

The Old Man of the South Pole nodded to Shen Ming, his expression somber.

This isn't an act; no matter what Shen Ming chooses, he'll get into trouble.

He had fled to avoid punishment, and would find it difficult to move an inch in the Upper Three Realms in the future. He actually wanted to suggest that Shen Ming make a judgment.

At that time, we can try to get locked up in the Heavenly Prison, where we can still cultivate on the Great Dao, just as a period of quiet meditation.

However, the Old Man of the South Pole respected Shen Ming's choice, but felt sorry for him.

The next second, the nine divine soldiers stepped forward in unison. Shen Ming found himself out of control, following them step by step toward the gates of the divine prison.

As his figure and the nine divine soldiers vanished, the gates of the Divine Prison disappeared as well.

Coincidentally, just as Shen Ming entered the Divine Prison on the moon, the golden ocean of light in the Guanghan Palace underwent another change, and the sigh turned into a muffled groan of dissatisfaction.

For some reason, Lei Yuan, far away in the starry sky, felt an invisible pressure, and a trace of weariness and concentration was revealed deep in his eyes.

"You?" The Antarctic Immortal seemed to have noticed something and distanced himself.

Lei Yuan's originally blazing lightning suddenly dimmed, and the lightning around him turned into thin arcs of electricity, as if it had lost the support of its source.

His once dazzling aura began to dim, as if a star was about to fall from the sky.

His broad palms showed signs of withering, with fine cracks appearing between his knuckles, from which blood slowly flowed but could not be healed.

The blood was like a crystal crackling with lightning; each drop that fell into the void vanished silently, like lightning dissipating.

Lei Yuan's brow trembled slightly, and a sliver of golden light emanated from it. It was the power of his divine soul, but at this moment it was faintly shattered, emitting an ominous fluctuation.

Deep within Lei Yuan's eyes, a trace of weariness and pain gradually emerged—an emotion that ordinary people would never see.

"The five signs of decay in a celestial being?! What have you done?!" The Antarctic Immortal exclaimed repeatedly.

This is the Dao Lord, whose lifespan is endless and who has already survived all kinds of heavenly tribulations.

He is also one of the main leaders of the Thunder Department of the Divine Court, recognized by Heaven and Earth.

As a result, inexplicably, the five signs of decay of the divine occurred.

"I... I didn't do anything."

Lei Yuan looked flustered and couldn't put on any semblance of authority.

He just sent Shen Ming to the Divine Prison, he can't let this little thing happen, can he?

The only explanation is that he just fought with the Chaos Beast.

The Chaos Beast was clearly using Moon Forbidden Techniques; for him to fight it would be a great disrespect.

"How are you okay?!"

Lei Yuan was unwilling to accept it, even though he and the Antarctic Immortal had attacked together.

"Ok?"

The Old Man of the South Pole shuddered. He couldn't guarantee he was alright; perhaps it hadn't even started yet.

"Fellow Daoist, hold on, your Divine Court will come to save you. I'll go first."

Fearing he would contract the five signs of decay, the Antarctic Immortal fled, leaving Lei Yuan behind.

As the Antarctic Immortal flew, he checked himself for the five signs of decay.

"Could it be that he was injured by the Chaos Beast just now?" He couldn't help but wonder.

Finally, the Antarctic Immortal swept away a chaotic torrent, his figure as steady as a mountain, and stepped out into the boundless starry sky.

The moon was close at hand, and the silvery stars hung quietly in the sky, their surfaces faintly showing crisscrossing lines of light, like an ancient array diagram.

The lunar surface gradually became clearer, revealing rugged mountains and silvery sands in the distance, appearing mysterious and unpredictable even under the starlight.

The Old Man of the South Pole's gaze fell upon a city.

That was an outpost, a necessary stop, situated on a high ground surrounded by meteorites, looking from afar like a sleeping behemoth.

At this moment, the area outside the city is filled with celestial boats, all belonging to those who escaped earlier.

"Immortal!"

Li Miaozhen and Yun Xi rushed up immediately, followed by Song Zhenyuan and Guan Guan.

They hadn't seen the Boundary Boat follow, and now only the Antarctic Immortal was left, which made them uneasy.

Mo Wentian, Qin Yuehua, and the others watched from afar, with a hint of anticipation in their eyes.

The Old Man of the South Pole told Li Miaozhen what had just happened.

The words of comfort were barely on his lips when he saw Li Miaozhen and Yunxi both breathe a sigh of relief.

"Ok?"

The Old Man of the South Pole was somewhat confused. He hadn't mentioned anything about the Immortal Talisman, and going to the Divine Prison was not a good thing.

“Even the Void Kun’s belly can’t contain him, let alone the Divine Prison,” Li Miaozhen said.

“He can get out of trouble on his own,” Yunxi said.

The Old Man of the South Pole was both amused and exasperated; was this a sign of faith in Shen Ming or ignorance?

"Whether he can escape or not, he's already behind us!" Mo Wentian said with a broad smile.

“Personality determines success or failure. Shen Ming’s personality means he won’t go far. Fairy, let’s set off,” Qin Yuehua said.

Then, the six Dao Lords led six people directly to the Guanghan Palace, while the remaining eleven people began their trials.