Unrivaled Martial Emperor-Chapter 1622 - Heavenly Prison

The Demon Suppression lineage’s plan to suppress the Heavenly Punishment lineage using Chen Fan as a pretext had fallen through because of Mo Xue’s testimony. What was meant to be a calculated suppression turned into a clean reversal, allowing the Heavenly Punishment lineage to strike back decisively.

Naturally, the sect leader had no intention of uprooting the entire Demon Suppression lineage, nor did he believe their elders were demon-possessed or traitors. It was simply impossible.

Still, with the truth exposed, moral ground firmly shifted. The Demon Suppression lineage had failed to pressure Chen Fan. It was instead criticized for fabricating charges and targeting a disciple to tip the balance of power, only to end in disgrace.

Chen Fan emerged safely from the Featherlight Heavenly Palace, and quiet discussions rippled through the crowd. Many immediately grasped the deeper meaning behind the scene. This had never been about Chen Fan alone. It was a direct clash between two lineages.

“Look, Chen Fan is back!”

“Nothing happened to him!”

“Hehe, this matter was simply the Demon Suppression lineage trying to use the opportunity to suppress the Heavenly Punishment lineage. Looks like they failed miserably. Otherwise, Chen Fan wouldn’t be walking back unharmed.”

Huang Wuji and the others immediately rushed out of the cavern and examined Chen Fan from head to toe.

“Little Junior Brother, are you alright?”

Chen Fan shrugged and said, “I’m fine. What could happen to me? I just visited the Heavenly Palace and spoke with the sect leader and a few elders. Nothing worth mentioning.”

Seeing him still joking around, Huang Wuji and the others felt like a huge weight was lifted from their chests. Whatever had happened inside, it clearly hadn’t gone badly.

“Little Junior Brother, what about him?”

Huang Wuji pointed at Nangong Xian, who was still sealed and kneeling on the ground.

“Ignore him,” Chen Fan replied flatly. “I said three days. He’ll kneel for three days.”

Nangong Xian’s vision nearly went dark, and he became unconscious.

If that was the case, then the outcome was obvious: the Demon Suppression lineage had lost.

Otherwise, Chen Fan would never dare say that so calmly!

The nearby crowd’s eyes also flickered wildly, their expressions shifting as implications settled in.

For Chen Fan, this matter was only a minor interlude on his path of cultivation.

As expected, no one came to free Nangong Xian in the next three days. By then, no doubts remained. The Demon Suppression lineage had lost in this fight.

Rumors spread quietly that the sect leader had reprimanded the Hua Alliance and several elders who sided with them, meting out punishments without mercy.

As for Nangong Xian, he was in complete despair. He knelt on the ground numbly, counting each breath until the three days ended.

Chen Fan paid no further attention to this. After this incident, the Hua Alliance would think twice before acting recklessly. He was sure of it.

Three months later, he was notified to head to the Heavenly Punishment Hall’s Heavenly Prison.

“Heavenly Prison?”

Only then did Chen Fan gain a clear understanding of what that place truly was.

Within the Featherlight Sect, a forbidden zone known as the Heavenly Prison held criminals of every kind. To outsiders, it was a land of blades and fire, a place no sane person wished to enter.

At the same time, it doubled as a secret training ground for elite disciples of the Heavenly Punishment Hall trained in secret.

Generally speaking, only some elite disciples could enjoy such treatment.

Chen Fan, now a rising pillar of the Heavenly Punishment lineage, was naturally under their direct protection. Naturally, the Heavenly Punishment Hall would oversee it themselves; there was no place for other factions to stick their hands into.

Even so, entry into the Heavenly Prison was no simple privilege. Elite disciples needed to exchange vast amounts of contribution points just for the chance to cultivate inside.

The reason was simple. One day of cultivation within the Heavenly Prison was said to surpass ten days outside, allowing one to progress rapidly.

The Heavenly Punishment lineage had achieved an overwhelming victory. It reaped substantial benefits from the Demon Suppression lineage, including a large amount of contribution points, all of which were credited to Chen Fan.

Without them, he would have needed years of service to earn entry.

The Heavenly Prison belonged to the Featherlight Sect as a whole. Even the Heavenly Punishment Hall’s elder, who oversaw it, lacked the authority to grant free access.

“Little Junior Brother, I heard that the Heavenly Prison is nicknamed the graveyard of geniuses. Many so-called prides of heaven went in and never came back whole,” Huang Wuji said worriedly.

“That’s right. Only the most atrocious criminals are imprisoned inside the Heavenly Prison. Not just the traitors of the Featherlight Sect, but also vile figures from outside. Once inside, strength is all that matters. No artifacts. No talismans.” Di Chen chimed in.

“Moreover, I heard that many sect elites die inside every year, but the sect higher-ups maintain an indifferent attitude and don’t interfere. In other words, once you enter the Heavenly Prison, you rely on yourself for everything. Status or whatnot has no meaning inside.”

“They might take this chance to act,” Huang Wuji warned. “The Hua Alliance and Demon Suppression lineage won’t miss an opportunity like this.”

Huang Wuji and the others chimed in one after another.

The Heavenly Prison was a prison for geniuses blessed with heavenly talent. Many who survived emerged crippled, their glory forever lost.

“It doesn’t matter.” Chen Fan smiled confidently and said, “There’s no place in this world that can stop me. A real man should be tested.”

Chen Fan wasn’t worried about the dangers inside the Heavenly Prison.

He had absolute confidence in his strength. It didn’t matter even if he couldn’t draw on the power of the artifacts and talismans within.

For his current state, the Heavenly Prison was the perfect forge.

“No wonder you’ve been improving so fast,” Huang Wuji laughed bitterly. “That mindset explains everything.”

“It seems that we should all learn from Little Junior Brother. We can’t let our edges dull. Peerless Peak stands unrivaled anywhere. That shouldn’t change just because we’re in the Heavenly Realm.”

“Alright, once Little Junior Brother goes to the Heavenly Prison to train, you all will come with me to the Phantom Law Heaven to train.”

Chen Fan’s resolve ignited something in them.

The junior brother they once shielded had caught up and charged ahead, leaving them staring at his back.

After entering the Heavenly Realm, the edge in their hearts had dulled significantly. They felt inferior to the prodigies here; now, the blood inside them boiled once more.

They didn’t want to be left in the dust by Chen Fan to the point that they couldn’t even see his back!