Is Your Sect Master Very Powerful?

Creak!

Thud! Thud!

The cell door opened, and Dunan and the Spirit Cat were thrown inside.

The left side of the former's head was bald, clearly scraped bare by stone slabs. The latter's face was swollen all over, clearly from being slapped by the Little Demoness.

Zhao Doudou, who had just fallen asleep, heard the commotion and shot to his feet. Then, instinctively, he shrank into a corner and muttered, "Don't tell me it's another Spirit Beast!"

Whoosh!

Dunan struggled to rise, sat cross-legged, and said with difficulty, "If I do not descend into hell, who will?"

"Y-you want to go to hell, can... can you not drag me along?" The Spirit Cat lay sprawled on the floor, looking as if it wanted to cry but had no tears left, as if life itself had lost all meaning.

On the way here, it had thought another escape journey was about to begin. It had never expected to be captured, then brutally beaten by a little girl.

Although that sensation had been, well, a little special, the pain it brought was still more than its tiny body could bear.

Dunan truly deserved some praise here.

After Jun Changxiao bought the Sect-Protecting Formation, he had been the first to sneak into the Eternal Sect!

If it had been anyone else, even knowing the sect formation had not been activated, they would not have dared come up here even if given ten times the courage. Every person living inside was a monster; entering through illegal means was no different from walking into hell!

The next day.

The cell door opened, and Jun Changxiao walked in. He glanced at Dunan, who appeared to be meditating, and said, "You're from East Tang?"

He had noticed this fellow yesterday as well. Judging by his Cultivation, he