These iron chains were all connected to the enormous Stone Walls surrounding the area.
At the center of the chains lay a huge mass of pitch-black sludge. As the sludge gradually dispersed, the thing within was revealed.
It was a person, dried up all over and resembling a skeleton. However, this person's aura was quite strong, having reached the level of a Two-Star Dou Sheng.
"Being locked down here for so many years truly is suffering!"
Looking at the skeletal figure, Lu Chuan sighed inwardly. This inhuman torment had lasted for so many years; even he could not help but frown.
"Save me... save me... If you save me, I'll make the entire Nine Nether Underworld Python Clan acknowledge you as its master!"
As Lu Chuan gazed at the dried-up figure, the latter's deeply sunken eyes suddenly opened. He looked at Lu Chuan with a hint of delight.
A hoarse roar rang through the bottom of the Yellow Springs, like the wail of a ghost.
"Very well. Since you have such intentions, This King shall rescue you from this sea of misery today!"
Hearing the promise made by the skeletal man below, Lu Chuan smiled and agreed.
"Huff, huff..."
His earlier struggle and cries seemed to have consumed much of the skeletal figure's strength. Even his breathing had now become somewhat hurried...
Extremely cold energy continuously emanated from the four enormous chains, draining the Dou Qi generated within his body.
It kept the skeletal figure in an utterly weakened state at all times.
Yet at the same time, this depletion would not directly take his life.
Thus, he could only cling to life amid this endless draining. It was simply more agonizing than killing him outright.
"I am Yao Ming, Clan Leader of the Nine Nether Underworld Python Clan... As