Chapter 629: News about Grandfather

"Everyone, behave yourselves," a prison warden brandished his black whip, flickering with Thunderous Force, and with a crack, it struck several prisoners, flaying their skin and sending them flying, bloodied.

Here, there was no such thing as human rights or freedom.

"That one-armed man, he's dead for sure," the prison warden said viciously, sternly warning these inmates who had been locked up not long ago. He admonished them that anyone daring to escape would be killed on the spot.

All were shackled with a special material, among them not lacking powerful individuals at the Venerable level. But once equipped with these devices, they had no way to resist and had all become prisoners at his feet.

"I'm telling you, not just you rabble, even a god would have to follow the rules here, no acting out," the warden roared, issuing an intimidation.