"Running away pretty fast."
Walking leisurely through the corridors of the Punishment Hall, Lord Wei's steps are not fast, but with each stride, his body seems to instantaneously move forward a certain distance, leaving behind shadows.
A physical body just a step away from the Primordial Spirit Supreme, even without using any Dharma Gates, can unleash a mighty force beyond the imagination of ordinary cultivators.
Surveying the cages in front of him, Lord Wei's expression slightly tenses.
These cages appear mottled and rusted, yet still exude a solid and heavy aura.
The erosion of endless ages may have covered them with rust, but it hasn't managed to decay them.
"Could this place be used to imprison True Dragons?"
His gaze slightly trembling, Lord Wei secretly speculated.
Not being part of the True Dragon Clan, he naturally couldn't read the plaque of the Punishment Hall, nor did he know that this dilapidated hall was actually the penal place of the True Dragon Clan.
