The True Intentions of the Heavenly King

Jiang Hao looked at the Heavenly King in front of him and didn't know what to say for a moment.

His cultivation was still at the late stage of the Primordial Spirit Realm. He didn't know if it had always been like this, or if he had fallen to this level during his two months here.

But he was being given preferential treatment. He could still remain stable at the late stage of the Primordial Spirit Realm.

Zhuang Yuzhen had been struggling to maintain his cultivation at the early stage of the Primordial Spirit Realm. He had been putting in a lot of effort. The Lawless Tower had gone easy on him. Otherwise, he would be at the Lifeblood refinement Realm by now.

After greeting him, Jiang Hao turned to the third prison cell.

There was a woman in a silver-white dress. Her clothes were surprisingly clean, and her skin was as fair as snow.