The comet remained silent, only relentlessly unleashing heavenly tribulations.

Song Yi glanced through it.

Within S (real power), the S₁ military conquest power remains at 0.

Clearly, the strongmen and heavenly soldiers under the Qingtianjian command could not be regarded as a real armed force.

The S₂ right of concurrent control is 1.

The Qingtianjian was ultimately just a miscellaneous department. Although it was led by a righteous god, it was still far inferior to departments such as the Lingbao Bureau, the Jindan Bureau, and the Fengshen Palace, not to mention the Eight Ministries.

However, the S₃ personnel promotion authority has been raised to 2, indicating that the recent measures to manage officials and promote cronies have indeed achieved some results.

Among C (incense resources), C₁ Heavenly Court salary has increased slightly from before, becoming 0.8, after all, he also holds the divine position of Eighth Rank Supervisor.

Department C₃ has 1.5 resources, after all, it has tens of thousands of warriors and fairies under its command, as well as a lot of magical artifacts and golden pills, making it rich in resources.

As for the rank of the deity, the system naturally takes the highest rank, "Rank 7 Broom Star Lord," for calculation, and cannot be superimposed with Rank 8 Supervisor.

"It seems I need to think of a way to secure the right to conquer troops in S₁..." Song Yi thought to himself.

Just as he was pondering this, a Yellow Turban warrior appeared outside the hall and announced, "Reporting to the Star Lord, the Prison-Suppressing God, Giant Spirit God, requests an audience!"

"Djinn God?"

Song Yi was slightly taken aback.

This is a very senior heavenly general in the Heavenly Court, who attained enlightenment during the reign of the Five Emperors of the Human Race.

He once obeyed the decree of Emperor Yu and forcefully split Mount Hua to release the raging flood.

Afterwards, he ascended to heaven and was conferred the title of a god. The Jade Emperor personally appointed him as a fifth-rank prison guard general, commanding nine thousand imperial guards to guard the heavenly prison.

"Please come quickly!"

Song Yi composed himself and quickly went out to greet them.

Before long, a blue-faced, fanged god general strode in. He was three zhang tall, and his muscles were as bulging as a dragon, as if he were cast from refined iron.

In his right hand he held a Xuanhua axe, the handle of which was as thick as a bowl, densely engraved with demon-suppressing talismans, its cold light faintly visible.

"General Juling, your presence is an honor! I am so sorry for not welcoming you sooner!" Song Yi stepped forward, cupped his hands, and smiled.

After the guests and hosts were seated, a fairy maiden served Tianhe Shuiyun tea. The tea was fragrant and refreshing, and the aroma was delightful.

"I have come here today to trouble you with a matter, Star Lord!"

The giant spirit's voice was as loud as a bell. Without any ceremony, he picked up the teacup and gulped it down in one go.

"General, please speak freely," Song Yi said.

"Previously, the Heavenly Court was weak, and the peerless demons and unparalleled demon kings in the mortal realm were all incredibly arrogant, completely disregarding the Heavenly Court. After the Investiture of the Gods, the Heavenly Court's strength greatly increased, and the Great Heavenly Venerable sent Li Tianwang and the Third Prince to lead heavenly soldiers and generals to sweep away the mortal realm. In a short time, the number of demons imprisoned in the Heavenly Prison was countless!"

The Giant Spirit God spat out two chewed tea stalks and said, "This has caused the Yin Sha turbidity and Yin demonic energy at the bottom of the Heavenly Prison to almost overflow the Great Prison Heaven! I'm thinking that since the Qing Tian Jian is in charge of cleaning up all the heavens, I'll have to trouble the Star Lord to lead people to remove some of the filth from the Heavenly Prison, so that the turbid energy doesn't offend the emperors of the upper heavens."

Song Yi's expression turned serious, and he immediately said, "Sweeping the heavens is the duty of the Heavenly Observatory, and the Heavenly Prison is no exception. General, please wait a moment; I will then make a visit to the Heavenly Prison!"

"Then I'll have to trouble you, Star Lord!"

The Giant Spirit nodded, and without lingering, got up and left the Qingtianjian.

Song Yi then summoned the prison warden Song Mingyuan and instructed him, "I am going to the Heavenly Prison to clean it up for a while. Please keep a close eye on all matters, big and small, within the prison."

After giving a few more detailed instructions, he left the Qingtianjian and transformed into a streak of light, flying towards the first level of heaven.

Going alone was a last resort. Most of the Heavenly Warriors and Heavenly Soldiers of the Qingtianjian were mortals whose souls ascended after death and were given a crude Dharma form of a Yellow Turban Warrior by the Fengshenfu. Their only advantage was their immense strength, and they had no other strengths.

The Heavenly Prison, a place filled with malevolent energy, would easily corrupt their minds with demons, turning them into a burden.

Song Yi's seventh-rank broom star dharma body is inherited from an ancient demon god. Compared with the seventh-rank dharma bodies of other righteous gods, it is stronger and has the strength of a mid-to-late stage celestial immortal, which is more than enough to cleanse away the turbidity.

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The first level of Heaven is called the Heaven of the Supreme Emperor Huangzeng, also known as the Great Prison Heaven, which is the lowest level of Heaven.

The Heavenly Prison, the Execution Platform, and the Demon-Slaying Platform are all located here, shrouded in a solemn and gloomy atmosphere all year round.

After flying for about the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, a majestic white bone gate suddenly appeared amidst the rolling leaden clouds.

Above the lintel, the two divine characters "Heavenly Prison" are written in bold strokes, sharp as knives, exuding a suffocating sense of oppression.

It was dark and deep inside, with a surging, malevolent aura that sent chills down one's spine.

Heavenly soldiers and generals patrolled back and forth, creating a somber atmosphere.

Song Yi leaped down and landed in front of the Bone Gate.

"The Star Lord is quite swift!"

The Giant Spirit God was already waiting there. Upon his arrival, he handed him a token that was neither gold nor jade, engraved with the words "Prison Suppressor," with faint runes flowing across it: "This is the Heavenly Prison Token. With this token, the Star Lord may freely enter and leave the Heavenly Prison!"

"That might not be appropriate!" Song Yi was startled and quickly declined, "The Heavenly Prison is a very important place in the Heavenly Court; how can one enter and leave at will?"

"Star Lord, you may not know this," the Giant Spirit God waved his hand and explained, "The core of the Heavenly Prison lies in its countless restrictions, personally left by the Great Heavenly Venerable. Even if a Grand Luo Golden Immortal were to attempt a prison break, there would be no chance whatsoever! Of course, the main reason is that the Pagoda-Bearing Heavenly King suffered a setback while suppressing the Great Sage of the North Sea Underworld Prison in the mortal realm, and I need to lead a portion of the Imperial Guards to provide support. As for the Heavenly Prison, I entrust it to you, Star Lord!"

"I see. General, you may proceed with peace of mind."

Song Yi then realized what was happening, stopped refusing, and solemnly accepted the token.

As soon as he stepped into the Heavenly Prison, a chilling aura rushed towards him, and even with his Celestial Immortal Dharma Body, Song Yi couldn't help but shiver.

Looking around, the air was thick with turbidity and malevolent energy, making the entire prison seem like the deepest hell.

The primordial land was vast and boundless, with turbid air rising from all four continents, the most severe being from Jambudvipa and Uttarakuru.

Jambudvipa is the ancestral land of humankind. For countless millennia, the karmic entanglements of the mortal world have caused death, resentment, lust, and greed to soar to the heavens.

Beiju Luzhou is inhabited by ferocious beasts, and its malevolent aura is as vast as a boundless ocean.

If these turbid energies are allowed to rise into the heavens and flow into the celestial realm, even the Heavenly Court will inevitably be eroded by them.

This Heavenly Prison is like a giant filter stretching across the nine heavens, settling all the filth that surges up from the Immortal Realm.

Therefore, the turbid air inside the Heavenly Prison is a convergence of Yin and evil spirits from the Three Realms.

Even celestial beings, if they stay inside for too long, will have their primordial spirit invaded by the turbid energy, giving rise to inner demons. At best, they will suffer from qi deviation and at worst, their primordial spirit will shatter, forcing them to reincarnate and start over.

Song Yi scanned his surroundings and discovered that the heavenly soldiers and generals guarding this place were extraordinary in strength. They must have cultivated some kind of special Dharma body to be able to withstand the erosion of evil energy in such a perilous place.

The first level of the Heavenly Prison is vast and boundless, spanning tens of thousands of miles. The cells within are filled with all sorts of demons, each with their collarbones pierced, revealing their hideous true forms.

Among them were many powerful demons at the Immortal Realm, their demonic aura overwhelming, but at this moment they could only wail in this boundless malevolent energy.

Song Yi composed himself and took out a dark green gourd.

This object is called the Gourd for Gathering Evil, and it is a ritual implement made by the Qing Dynasty Imperial Academy.

He made a hand seal and gave a low shout:

"suck!"

In an instant, the surrounding gray fog trembled.

Countless strands of malevolent energy converged from all directions, like rivers flowing into the sea, and all disappeared into the mouth of the gourd.

Song Yi immediately changed his hand seals and used his magic power to compress the turbid air in the gourd layer by layer.

As time went on, the weight of the gourd increased dramatically, becoming extremely heavy.