The comet remained silent, only relentlessly unleashing heavenly tribulations.

The forty-sixth level of the Heavenly Prison.

A chilling wind blew, and ghostly lights flickered.

A young woman of sixteen was imprisoned in the cage ahead. She had a beautiful face and skin as white as snow, but a magic lock as thick as a thumb pierced her collarbone. The chain was menacing, and the blood had long since congealed into a dark red, soaking through her clothes.

She leaned against the prison pillar, her breath weak, yet she still possessed an undeniable, eerie beauty.

Most monsters are beast-headed and human-bodied, so it's rare to see one that appears in a complete human form like this.

Song Yi couldn't help but become interested, so he took out the Merit Mirror to examine it closely. He saw a scorpion phantom appear in the mirror, which was emitting a faint purple light.

"This is... the bloodline of an ancient demon god?" Song Yi's heart skipped a beat.

The ancient demon gods were all at the Great Luo realm, innate deities who governed the laws of their respective realms.

Those who possess even a faint trace of his bloodline are considered to have extraordinary talent.

The heavenly general bowed and replied, "Reporting to the Star Lord, this demon was captured by Heavenly King Li when he descended to the mortal realm to subdue demons sixty years ago. Because he injured Heavenly King Li's finger with his tail hook, Heavenly King Li was furious and used the Soul-Locking Chain to pierce through its collarbone and suppress it here, where it suffers the torment of being cleansed by evil energy day and night."

Song Yi was secretly astonished.

Li Jing was a genuine Golden Immortal, and after being conferred the title of God, his physical body became a saint, further enhancing his strength.

This scorpion demon was only at the late stage of Earth Immortal. Even with the blessing of the bloodline of an ancient demon god, it was still quite extraordinary that it could wound Li Jing.

"Could it be..." A thought flashed through Song Yi's mind, "that this scorpion demon is the one who stung the Buddha and hurt Sun Wukong in the later Journey to the West calamity?"

If it really is her, then everything makes sense. The poisoned stake that felled the horse could even break through the golden statue of a Buddhist monk, so it's not impossible that it could have injured Li Jing.

Song Yi naturally wanted to bring such a promising female demon under his command.

However, according to the divine decree of Venus, the demons to be incorporated into the Golden Armor Camp must be those who have not yet attained immortality, and this scorpion demon clearly does not meet the requirements.

He once again invoked the Mirror of Merit to examine his karmic obstacles.

Five inches and three centimeters.

According to the laws of Heaven, he should be sentenced to a hundred years in prison and flogged eighty times with copper hammers.

Without further hesitation, Song Yi asked directly, "I am the Heavenly Broom Star Lord. Are you willing to follow me?"

The girl in the cage, who had been lifeless, suddenly moved.

With the grating sound of chains rattling, she slowly raised her head, her face pale, yet concealing a fierce and wild nature.

She stared at Song Yi for a moment, then suddenly smiled sweetly: "I am currently trapped in a predicament. If I can escape this sea of ​​suffering, I will naturally be willing to follow you, Star Lord."

"good!"

Song Yi said no more and turned to summon Lei Bu Gongcao, who was in charge of criminal law.

"This demon has been impaled in his bones for sixty years, suffering endless pain day and night. According to the laws of Heaven, can this extra punishment be deducted from his sentence?"

The clerk in charge of the Book of Evils glanced through the files in his hand, pondered for a moment, and then said, "The Heavenly Laws state that if a prisoner suffers extrajudicial punishment, it can be deducted at the discretion of the court. The suffering this demon has endured can not only offset the remaining forty years of his sentence, but can even exempt him from thirty strokes of the copper hammer."

"In that case, escort him to the Demon-Slaying Platform, subject him to the remaining fifty copper hammer blows, and upon completion of his sentence, release him and incorporate him into my Golden Armor Battalion!"

Song Yi's voice was beyond question.

Then he looked at the three officials accompanying him: the Recorder, the Examiner, and the Registrar, and said, "You may record this truthfully. If there is anything improper or against the rules, you may explain it now."

The officers exchanged glances and bowed, saying, "We have no objections."

The deeper one goes into the prison, the more lively it becomes.

A demonic aura filled the sky, and roars echoed endlessly.

Most of those imprisoned were demon soldiers and generals captured under the command of the Great Sage of the North Sea Underworld.

Many of them possess the cultivation level of Earth Immortals or even Celestial Immortals.

However, precisely because they are so powerful, most of them do not meet the recruitment standards for "those who have not yet become immortals".

Three days later, Song Yi had reached the depths of the seventy-second floor.

He carefully selected and picked along the way, barely managing to gather more than 450 demons.

"hold head high!"

A deep, high-pitched cry echoed from the depths of the prison.

Song Yi suddenly felt a tightness in his soul, as if an ancient divine mountain was pressing down on him, causing him indescribable discomfort. Even the magical power within his body experienced a brief stagnation.

"Such powerful pressure!"

Song Yi's expression changed slightly. He forced himself to steady himself and flew in the direction from which the sound came.

Before long, an enormous shadow appeared at the edge of the field of vision.

That was a whale.

A terrifying behemoth, tens of thousands of feet long, dwells deep within the Heavenly Prison!

Its entire body was covered in pale golden scales, and its body was tightly bound by countless thick chains. The chains burned with raging divine fire, forming a huge net that blotted out the sky, barely managing to trap it.

Even from a great distance, Song Yi could still feel the immense demonic power within the whale, as vast as the ocean.

"This is a dragon whale from the depths of the North Sea, a general under the command of the demon god Mingyu." The accompanying heavenly general also swallowed hard. "Legend has it that it was born in the ancient primordial era, but its body is too large to take human form."

"Not yet transformed? In other words... this dragon whale has not yet achieved immortality?" Song Yi's eyes lit up.

He then brought out the Mirror of Merit again, wanting to investigate his karmic obstacles.

However, this time, the dragon whale did not exhibit any unusual behavior.

"Innate beings..."

Song Yi gasped, utterly shocked.

All living beings are born of nature and nurtured by the earth; every action they take aligns with the natural order.

The Merit Mirror, a spiritual treasure acquired through acquired merit, is fundamentally incapable of assessing one's good or evil karma.

Unless it is a ferocious creature that feeds on humans and violates human ethics, it will be in a state of "no karmic obstacles" in the Mirror of Merit.

This dragon whale lives in the deep waters of the North Sea year-round, feeding on fish and shrimp, and naturally has no connection to karma.

"So, this innate dragon whale before us has neither attained immortality nor accumulated karmic burdens?"

Song Yi's heart pounded.

But he quickly put the idea aside.

With his current strength, he is far from being able to subdue it unless he achieves the rank of a fourth-grade righteous god and reaches the level of a golden immortal.

The Golden Armor Battalion still has forty or fifty spots remaining, and Song Yi does not intend to fill them all for the time being.

The divine decree bestowed by Venus did not specify a precise timeframe, leaving him room to make choices should any special primordial beings enter the Heavenly Prison in the future.

After leaving the cold and gloomy Heavenly Prison, Song Yi did not linger and went straight to the Demon-Slaying Platform by riding the clouds.

Just then, the scorpion demon was being executed. She was suspended high in the air by the demon-locking chains, with lightning flashing all around her.

Two heavily armored Heavenly Punishment Generals stood expressionless, their bronze hammers heavy as mountains, each strike carrying the force of thunder, crashing heavily onto her back.

"Bang! Bang!"

The dull thud echoed across the execution platform, tearing the scorpion demon's skin and flesh apart, its demonic blood dripping down the chains, a horrifying sight on the white jade platform.

After the fifty copper hammer blows were finished, the scorpion demon was on the verge of death, lying limp on the ground like a lump of mud, its body almost completely disintegrated.