Lu Qingshan ascended the mountain summit.
The summit of Mount Tai was also enveloped in the same silence.
Lu Qingshan saw a middle-aged man dressed as a Confucian scholar not far ahead.
Li Zhao and Yan Qingfeng stood one step behind the middle-aged Confucian scholar.
"I have seen the Prison Master," Lu Qingshan quickly realized the identity of the middle-aged Confucian scholar and respectfully said.
"Lu Qingshan, you ascended Mount Tai and consecutively passed three heart-questioning tests," the Netherworld Prison Master looked at Lu Qingshan and slowly said, "I know you seek something from me, but before that, I will first give you something as a reward for your successful ascent of Mount Tai."
"A reward?" Lu Qingshan was momentarily startled.
The Netherworld Prison Master nodded slightly.
He flicked his finger, and a point of dim spiritual light suddenly flashed out, heading straight for Lu Qingshan's forehead.