The door to the A-2 section opened.

Under the escort of guards, Lin Hai stepped in slowly, his gaze deep, his steps steady, silent, with only an occasional ripple in his eyes.

In those ripples, beauty was absent, leaving only a murderous intent.

However, as the autumn wind swept the fallen leaves, the murderous intent in his eyes flashed and disappeared, deeply suppressed.

Lin Hai was taken to a cell.

The people here seemed to exude a savage aura, clearly fugitives at a glance.

Each of their hands was stained with countless amounts of blood.

Lin Hai silently found a corner to sit down, mourning Wang Ergun in his heart.

The oppressive atmosphere seemed omnipresent.

These people didn't directly trouble Lin Hai.

Lin Hai found it slightly odd, as new arrivals would usually get picked on by the older inmates.

Moreover, people from the A-2 section definitely weren't benevolent believers.

"Kid, curious why we're not messing with you?" A sinister middle-aged man with a dozen knife scars on his lips sneered.

"Indeed, quite curious." Lin Hai smiled slightly.

"Haha, it's okay to tell you. In a few days, it'll be the once every twenty years competition in Heavenly Prison. We're all conserving our energy and have no time to bother with you."

That man said.

Competition?

"What kind of competition?" It was the first time Lin Hai had heard of it.

"Heh, the competition is a unique system in the A-2 section of Heavenly Prison."

"Every twenty years, Heavenly Prison arranges a competition, and the winner can obtain the Death Pass."

Death Pass? Seems like a pretty badass name, leads to what? Death?

"Kid, you must be curious about what a Death Pass is, right?"

The man continued, "Anyone imprisoned here can never be released, even if you're the son of the top Chief of the country. Otherwise, with Cao Dan the Vice Chief's greed and lust, who knows how many prisoners would've bribed their way out."

"This is the rule of Heavenly Prison. If you want out, it's only through the once-every-twenty-year death competition."

"The victor can obtain a Death Pass, granting a chance to be released."

"What's more, if you have a Death Pass, you can even take a friend with you."

After hearing this, Lin Hai came to a sudden realization.

The unique competition of the A-2 section. No doubt, those in the A-1 section are the ultimate experts, and such people are absolutely not to be released.

As for the A-3 section, it's mainly used to imprison research madmen. Like Iron Hand and the others, who are of little value, also won't be released.

Yet, many in the A-2 section are quite different.

Many people here were truly powerful figures in society outside, each backed by their own power.

Even while imprisoned in Heavenly Prison, their bank accounts might still increase daily, their subordinates outside still regularly carry out all operations.

Such people are a dilemma, they can't be killed rashly, nor released easily.

Thus, this rule was crafted, giving inmates in the A-2 section something to hope for.

The Death Pass, as the name suggests, leaves a trace of life in death, traversing through death.

It's conceivable that such a competition is absolutely bloodily cruel.

"No wonder Old Mr. Tao recently tasked me with this mission, he must've known the time the Death Pass in Heavenly Prison would start."

Linking these, Lin Hai instantly understood Old Mr. Tao's intention.

"Alright, kid, you won't live long anyway, Satan and Punishment Angel both seem interested in you."

Finishing, the man glanced at Lin Hai as if looking at a dead person, then closed his eyes and ignored him.

Satan and Punishment Angel want to kill me?

Seems like Cao Dan is still scheming in the background.

"What a pity, I am King Yan, the Eastern Death God."

Lin Hai also closed his eyes, sitting cross-legged.

...

Late at night, Lin Hai quietly slipped out.

Following the map, he headed straight for the A-3 section.

This time, starting from the A-2 section, the distance was significantly shorter, saving time.

Soon, he smoothly infiltrated.

In Taotie's cell, he who had been sitting in silent thought opened his eyes, chains locking his body clanged.

A muttering voice came from Taotie in the room: "Came again? This time it seems to be in the opposite direction. The only prisoner held there seems to be my junior brother, that special aura some time ago makes me curious if he truly escaped..."

Lin Hai was unaware of Taotie's muttering.

He'd arrived at a special metal door.

The massive door exuded an indescribable oppression, as if facing a prehistoric beast for an ordinary person standing here.

Evil aura and fiendish energy seeped through the door's cracks, directly chilling the heart.

Though Lin Hai was powerful, he couldn't help but be shocked by such malevolence.

"Is the one imprisoned inside the Netherworld Guest? Just how many has he killed..."

Taking a deep breath, Lin Hai was about to open the small iron window on the metal door when he noticed a detail.

The door was covered in dust, clearly seldom visited.

Even guards seemed unwilling to come near easily, only delivering special drugs once every six months.

These drugs could maintain one's basic life needs without food.

Apparently, it had been half a year since anyone visited, leaving quite some dust.

Yet, there was no dust on the door handle, as if touched by someone.

Lin Hai slightly frowned, sensing a foreboding omen.

Without a sound, Gang Qi silently circulated throughout his body, his physical and nervous systems reaching a peak state.

He gently pulled.

A dull sound echoed, and the metal door surprisingly opened.

A tremendous evil aura erupted directly from inside.

With a buzzing sound, the Gang Qi was instantly triggered.

Lin Hai was already in the pinnacle combat state, even prepared for a life-and-death battle.

Because inside was the major criminal of Heavenly Prison, the Netherworld Guest.

One second...

Two seconds...

Up to ten seconds passed, still no movement inside the door.

Lin Hai curiously glanced in and finally opened the door.

The door opened completely.

The scene inside left him stunned.

A simple small wooden bed, a small wooden basin, and a small wooden table.

Besides, there was a bathroom.

And that was it.

No one.

As his eyes wandered, continuing to observe, his pupils slightly contracted.

The walls of the room were densely inscribed with writings.

The writings were forceful, clearly left by a peerless master.

The words brimming with chilling murderous intent and an unrestrained rage.

These walls, made of special metal, bear inscriptions, showing the opponent's great strength.

The entire room, filled with the word "kill," thousands of them, forming an astounding murderous aura.

Only a few lines facing the door caught Lin Hai's eye.

"Countless hardships, raging waves, disaster from a single arrival, the Netherworld Guest"

"Inscriptions on the Three-Life Stone, anchoring spirits by Naihe Bridge"

"What a domineering aura..." Lin Hai gazed at the words, as if envisioning the person absent from here.