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Xu Huai, an ordinary official, inherited the destiny and was in charge of the heavenly prison. In a troubled world where demons were raging and immortals were turning upside down, he upheld justice. Regardless of whether they were demons or immortals, as long as they violated the laws of heaven, they would be punished. Xu Huai never imagined that Heavenly Prison would one day be known as a black workshop. The white-bone monster: "It's too miserable. I just sucked some mortal essence, and was thrown into the immortal field by that boy for nothing, and worked illegally for three hundred years!" The boss of the Alchemy Sect: "Ten thousand years! I finally escaped from that black workshop. Bastard Xu Huai, give me back ten thousand years and the Great God Pill!" Mortal Li Yunyin: "No one is as miserable as me. I was sentenced to death during the period of tribulation. I suffered the ninth heavenly tribulation in the black workshop. My cultivation became my nourishment. Now, three souls are missing, two souls are missing, and seven souls are missing six souls!" Xu Huai stood on the top of the Heavenly Prison, holding the divine whip tightly in his hand, with his eyes like a torch, examining the figures working silently in the Heavenly Prison. Heaven doesn't care, I, Xu Huai, will take care of it. If God doesn't take care of you, I, Xu Huai, will take care of you!