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Before jumping down, Shen Lang had imagined countless possible outcomes.

But the result was... no result at all.

There was no reaction whatsoever!

He simply floated in the Soul Well's water, utterly motionless.

He had neither been reduced to ashes nor entered High-Level Dragon's Comprehension.

Shen Lang entered the state of Dragon's Comprehension, yet there was still no reaction, as though nothing had happened.

All he could see remained the endless Soul Well water, bottomless and deep, truly seeming to lead straight into hell.

The more than ten thousand people Gang Yi had brought all jumped into this well and were reduced to ashes. Finally, Gang Yi himself jumped in and was reduced to ashes as well.

Only Shen Lang experienced no change and felt nothing after jumping in.

He lay quietly within the Soul Well water, gazing upward at the sky.

No, there was not even a sky here—only eternal solitude.

At this moment, Shen Lang more or less knew where two-thirds of the Soul Well water in this deep well had come from. One part came from the Ancient Ming King, the other from the Dragon Mother. They were Prisoners Three and Four in the Ancient Prison.

Shen Lang had always found it strange. If the Ancient Ming King knew High-Level Dragon's Comprehension, why had he not simply taught it to Shen Lang? Now, Shen Lang understood.

Completing High-Level Dragon's Comprehension required an astronomical amount of soul spiritual power, as well as enormous sacrifice and offering.

Most crucially, Shen Lang had to comprehend it himself, pouring in one hundred percent of his body, mind, and soul.

Shen Lang had once asked Gang Yi, "What do you think High-Level Dragon's Comprehension is?" Gang Yi had said he did not know.

At this moment, Shen Lang seemed to have a