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

Shen Ming's eyes were unfocused, and his expression kept changing.

The Illusionary Prison was indeed different from the Illusionary Realm, stirring up ripples deep within his mind.

It's like eating a poisonous mushroom; you feel like countless tiny people are pulling you around in circles, and you can't even feel your own weight.

In contrast, the warden and the guards reacted in a much more exaggerated manner.

One of the divine soldiers was so frightened that he collapsed to the ground. This was a powerful figure in the realm of gods.

Helplessly, a single chaotic beast could fight two Dao Lords, and six more appeared in the torture chamber!

Their size wasn't as exaggerated as it actually was; they resembled robust, fierce tigers.

The most crucial element was the overwhelming ferocity, which caused the warden to break out in a cold sweat.

"It's all fake, it's all fake. It must be that the Illusionary Prison has gone out of control and affected us as well," the warden told himself.

The next moment, a huge claw swept across, turning the runic chains of the torture chamber into dust.

Shen Ming floated in mid-air, his eyes burning with intense light, his whole being exuding a cold indifference that regarded all things as ants!

"Who...who are you?!" the warden demanded.

The lack of response made the warden realize that Shen Ming was unconscious.

All of this happened because it touched upon primal instincts.

But what kind of being could cause such a situation?

A scream rang out, shattering the warden's hopes.

The eyes of the chaotic beast were like those of a burning furnace, filled with savagery and slaughter.

After hesitating about why he didn't avoid these ant-like figures, he finally couldn't resist making a move.

The claws, sharp as celestial blades, easily tore the divine soldier and his armor to shreds, blood and mangled remains splattering, creating a blinding rain of blood in the air.

"Impossible!" the warden cried out in despair.

A chaotic beast, a legendary being of the Moon Forbidden level, has actually appeared.

The next second, another chaotic beast approached him.

With just one impact, the warden was sent flying backward, his chest caved in, and blood gushed out.

Ignoring his injuries, he abandoned the other soldiers and escaped from the torture chamber.

Red Wolf followed closely behind, and his aura changed.

"Warden, what's going on?" Even the voices are different.

It turned out that Shen Ming's senior brother had already been tortured beyond recognition, leaving only a shell.

What was just shown was all manipulated by a divine soldier of the Soul Clan.

It's fake, but you could also say it's real.

Because their words and actions all originate from the true Red Wolf, this is one of the Soul Clan's innate abilities.

Before the warden could speak, the six ferocious beasts roared in unison, followed by the shrill screams of the divine soldiers.

As soon as the warden turned around, he saw a chaotic, ferocious beast, resembling both a dragon and a snake, burst through the torture chamber.

"Open the formation!"

The warden roared and activated the Black Prison's strongest restriction.

A massive vortex split open in the void, and a heavy rumbling sound came from its depths, as if the sky were collapsing and the earth were sinking.

In an instant, six enormous black stone steles descended from the sky, carrying the power to suppress all ages, each one completely black.

The six black stone tablets landed precisely on the backs of each of the chaotic beasts.

The warden breathed a sigh of relief and swallowed a healing pill.

"Divine Prison, even True Immortals can be challenged! Are you afraid of us?!"

His peak in the divine realm was inferior to the cultivation level of most mortals.

However, the warden represents the power of the entire Divine Prison, and the arrays and restrictions he can mobilize give him confidence to face the Dao Lord.

"They lost their composure just now! So, this Penglai disciple can fool everyone with his fakes? Does that mean he can conjure up innate treasures out of thin air?"

The warden forgot his fear and was filled with greed.

In that sense, Shen Ming is priceless, a true money tree.

However, his smugness quickly froze on his face.

The eyes of the six chaotic beasts burned with a fierce and savage light.

Faint cracks began to appear on the divine monument, as if some indescribable force was impacting from within, attempting to tear apart the suppression of the restriction.

"No...impossible!" The warden panicked.

This is the strongest restrictive power of the Black Prison. If it fails, there's nothing that can be done.

Relentlessly, cracks began to spread from the top of the monument to its base, emitting a chilling cracking sound.

In an instant, the divine stele shattered, and huge boulders crashed to the ground, raising endless dust. The suppressed chaotic beast suddenly stood up, roared to the sky, and its anger surged like a tidal wave.

Their bodies expanded at a visible speed, like monsters devouring the heavens and earth, and quickly broke through the space that had been confined.

At this moment, the chaotic beast is in its complete form.

Six pairs of eyes shot out scorching black flames, burning the stone walls inside the prison until they turned red and cracked.

With a sudden swipe of its claws, a ferocious beast uprooted hundreds of prison cells and slammed them against a distant wall, creating a deafening roar.

One by one, the mysterious restrictions failed, and those imprisoned within the Primordial Great Fiend were freed from suppression.

A giant python, its entire body as black as ink, its scales gleaming with a cold light, was powerful enough to block the sharpness of a celestial sword.

Once the prison cell was broken, his true form swelled in the wind, reaching a height of ten thousand feet.

Its eyes were blood-red, and accompanied by a terrifying soul pressure, it rushed towards the exit of the Black Prison.

And a ferocious-looking roc spread its wings and took flight.

Each flap of its wings leaves a tearing trail in the air, accompanied by a sharp whistling sound.

Even terrifying creatures, like giant beasts formed from crimson magma, leave behind fiery pits that burn through the ground with every step they take, flames raging everywhere.

As they charged toward the exit, the power of the six chaotic beasts was unleashed in a frenzied manner.

The giant python was the first to suffer. Its massive body was churning up the ruins, trying to pass through the broken walls of the Divine Prison, when suddenly the beast's claws descended from the sky and tore it in half at the waist.

Tianpeng was extremely fast, but he was helpless against the gushing black flames.

Rolling black flames transformed into a canopy, completely sealing it off.

Soon, a mournful cry came from within the black flames, as its figure was burned to ashes and completely vanished.

The crimson behemoth met a similarly tragic end, being smashed into countless pieces.

In the dark prison, all the most vicious criminals met the same fate, turning into dust indiscriminate destruction by the chaotic beasts.

The entire Black Prison descended into unprecedented chaos and destruction.

"It's over, it's over."

The warden was deathly pale and could not even breathe steadily.

Suddenly, his pupils contracted, and a familiar figure floated out from the ruins.

Shen Ming floated unconsciously in the chaos, always surrounded by six chaotic beasts.

He seemed to transcend all worldly constraints, and the light overflowing from his eyes was like a divine light descending from the heavens—an indescribable power.

The warden had a strange feeling, as if he wasn't looking at a person, but rather as an ordinary person looking at the sun and moon in the sky.

The next second, Shen Ming soared into the sky, escaping the Black Prison.

The Black Prison collapsed completely, and a huge black stone tablet crashed down, hitting the warden squarely.

Flesh and blood flowed continuously from under the rubble.