And so, without any chance to explain, he was dragged into this godforsaken place.
Having been pampered since childhood, when had he ever suffered such humiliation?
In an instant, his heart was filled with both panic and unwillingness.
Previously, you plotted for the Wei Family’s treasure, and yet the person emerges claiming the treasure is in his possession.
Doesn’t this indicate where the problem lies?
Looking at the Seventh Prince—too bewildered or perhaps simply not having come to his senses yet—the guards exchanged glances.
Following the orders of their master, they had been protecting the Seventh Prince closely for quite some time.
They had gained a fair understanding of his conduct and character.
To be honest, they didn’t quite understand why the master would choose to support this Seventh Prince’s ascent to power.
In their eyes, the Seventh Prince wasn’t exactly a suitable candidate for a king’s throne.
Though clever, his talents were little more than small-minded tricks.
Moreover, his personality was not commendable—selfish, lustful, and narrow-minded, lacking the qualities a king should possess.
But despite their inner grumbles, the master’s orders were absolute.
They must protect the Seventh Prince’s safety at all times.
Thus, the guards began to offer words of comfort.
"Seventh Prince, there’s no need to panic. Since that young man has captured us, it seems he doesn’t intend to harm us for the time being.
Otherwise, with his skills, killing us would be an effortless task."
The Seventh Prince fell silent.
What unnerved him was this feeling.
This sense of life and death being entirely under another’s control, he despised immensely.
Born into royalty, since his earliest memories, whatever he wished for, he obtained.
He had always been the one to control others’ fates, never before had he suffered such humiliation at another’s hands.
So even knowing that the young man might be someone he shouldn’t provoke, his heart still burned with a wicked fire, fueling his hatred continuously.
"Have you tried contacting the ’Heavenly Elder’? If ’Heavenly Elder’ knew of our predicament, with his divine skills, he could surely rescue us."
The young man in fine clothes asked.
He knew that these guards in the Innate Realm had extremely mystical treasures, capable of contacting the "Heavenly Elder" even from miles apart.
"We tried long ago, as soon as we were captured and brought here, we attempted to contact the master.
Unfortunately, this place is quite peculiar, seemingly isolating everything.
The communication jade token we hold cannot reach the master."
One of the guards explained.
Upon hearing this, the young man in fine clothing grew even more agitated.
He gazed into the surrounding void of darkness, a panic that he could not suppress, growing uncontrollably from deep within his heart.
If things continued this way, he feared he might go mad.
Outside, Lu Qing watched as the young man in fine clothes in the confinement of the spatial cage grew increasingly panic-stricken, shaking his head.
He thought this fellow was some strong-willed, deeply scheming hero, but it turned out to be just a paper tiger.
Such a small amount of pressure, and he couldn’t withstand it.
It seems his Internal Organ Realm cultivation was merely fed through resources, his mindset far from reaching the realm’s supposed standard.
Seeing that the young man in fine clothes was losing his composure, Lu Qing waved his hand, releasing the spatial cage.
Inside, just as the young man in fine clothes felt he couldn’t hold on and his heart and spirit were about to collapse.
Suddenly, he saw a burst of brilliance before him, and the endless void and darkness around him retreated.
Two figures appeared before him.