The sky was gloomy, with leaden gray clouds hanging low on the Swallow Mountain Range. The wind carried a biting chill and the iron smell of the rocks.
Between this chilling world, a nine-story tower made entirely of unknown black boulders stood silently like a magic sword thrust into the world from beneath Nine Nether.
On top of the tower, countless mysterious and complicated runes are carved into it. These runes seem to have life, unconsciously stretching out in the dim light, exuding a heart-stopping light.
A majestic pressure invisible to the naked eye formed a huge, invisible realm with the giant tower as the center.
Within this realm, everything is silent, the birds are extinct, and even the sound of the wind is suppressed like a sob.
Here is the notorious forbidden area of the Great Xia Dynasty.
Demon Suppression Tower.
It is the end point where all the princes, nobles, and martial arts sects talk about it.
"Huh, here we are."
At the front of the team, Iron-Masked Judge Qin Tian reined in the scaly alien war horse under his crotch. Under the cold metal mask, a pair of eyes looked at the giant tower with the joy of revenge and a trace of fear that even he himself was not aware of.
Turning back, his eyes were like a knife, and he slashed at the young man who was tightly tied up by "Purple-Gold Dragon-Binding Chains" with three adult arms, and his expression was as calm as if he was on an outing.
"Sword Ghost, this is your future home."
Qin Tian's voice was full of resentful pleasure, "Don't think that your cultivation is over and everything is over. I can assure you that every floor in the tower has prepared surprises that you will never forget. Here you will experience what it means to truly live and die!"
Lin Feng ignored his shouting and didn't even raise his eyelids.
He just looked at this legendary prison calmly, as if he was admiring the scenery.
In front of the tower is a huge Black Tortoise rock square.
Hundreds of Imperial Guards wearing Dark Iron heavy armor and with breaths as deep as the sea stood in every corner of the square like statues.
Everyone's cultivation level has reached Crown Convergence Realm, forming an airtight line of death defense.
And above the tower gate that is dozens of feet high, there is a terrifying aura that is vague but seems to be integrated with the entire Swallow Mountain Range.
Like an ancient ferocious beast that fell into a slumber, it firmly locked onto every creature that tried to get close.
Martial Apex Realm!
And, there's more than one!
Here is the real dragon's pond and tiger's den, a dragnet.
"Open the door!"
Qin Tian held up the handwriting of Gold Badge Commander, and two tower-guarding generals wearing dark golden armor and whose aura had reached Martial Grandmaster Realm stepped forward.
After carefully checking the oracle and Qin Tian's identity token, and confirming that they were correct, they each took out an array disk and activated it at the same time.
Crunch!!
The huge Dark Iron door, which seemed to be connected to the mountain and weighed one million kilograms, slowly opened a gap that could only allow one person to pass through with a heart-wrenching sound of metal friction.
In the gap is a bottomless darkness that seems to be able to swallow all light.
The moment Lin Feng was roughly pushed by two jailers and stepped into the tower door!
Buzz!
An indescribable, vast and ancient power of the formation, like an invisible Heavenly River bursting a dam, swept in from all directions in an instant and rushed into his body arrogantly!
Lin Feng only felt that his Dantian Qihai and Consciousness Sea Soul were tightly grasped by an invisible big hand at this moment, and then squeezed hard!
The invisible and close connection between him and Heaven and Earth Spiritual Qi was cut off instantly!
The spiritual power that was originally flowing like a river in the body, like Abyss that was poured into Absolute Zero, quickly solidified, fell silent, and finally disappeared without a trace Wu Zong!
Even his body, which had been strengthened countless times and tempered as hard as divine iron, seemed to have had all its sources of power drained away, and became like an ordinary person who had never practiced. Waves of weakness came over him like a tide.
"This... my cultivation..."
Lin Feng's face showed the perfect amount of shock, panic, and a hint of deep despair.
His body was shaking slightly, as if he couldn't accept this cruel reality.
"Hahahaha! Are you scared now?"
Qin Tian looked at his embarrassed appearance of "losing all his cultivation", and all the resentment he had accumulated for many days erupted at this moment, and he burst out laughing heartily.
"I forgot to tell you that this Demon Suppression Tower itself is a supreme magic weapon passed down from ancient times! The tower is a world of its own with independent laws! Any prisoner imprisoned in it, no matter how high your cultivation level is, whether it is Martial Grandmaster or Martial Pinnacle, will be completely suppressed by this Mortality Transformation Grand Formation and become a mortal with no power to restrain a chicken!"
He leaned close to Lin Feng's ear, and his voice was extremely low, like a devil's whisper, full of vicious pleasure.
"And you will be torn into pieces bit by bit here by the most ferocious villains! Enjoy it!"
However, what Qin Tian didn't see was the depths of Lin Feng's eyes that seemed to be filled with fear and despair.
A touch of cold sarcasm, as if looking at a pile of pathetic ingredients, disappeared in a flash.
Cultivation is suppressed?
Power drained?
Very good.
The system doesn't seem to say that we must abide by the broken rules you have here.
Lin Feng smiled secretly in his heart, and with a slight thought, the extremely simple attribute panel that only he could see quietly appeared in front of his eyes.
[Host: Lin Feng]
[Realm: Martial Soul Realm first level (suppressed by "Mortality Transformation Grand Formation")]
[Crit Multiplier:6850 times]
[Crit Points:362300000]
There are no redundant prompts, no fancy sound effects, only the core data, clearly listed.
Abnormal?
No, this is simply too normal!
Lin Feng felt happy.
Everyone who entered Demon Suppression Tower has lost their cultivation, but I, Crit Multiplier, am still strong!
What does this mean?
This ghostly and divine Demon Suppression Tower.
For me, it is a top-notch luxurious buffet restaurant tailor-made for me!
Lin Feng even had the leisure to feel the ubiquitous power of "Mortality Transformation Grand Formation" carefully, and raised his brows imperceptibly.
The operating principle of this formation is... a bit interesting.
It does not really turn people into mortals, but a law blockade that cuts off the resonance between the warrior and the energy of heaven and earth.
Kind of like...
The silence in the game of the previous life.
"Put him in the first floor!"
Qin Tian gave the order to the jailer responsible for the handover, his tone full of unquestionable majesty, "Tell 'Blood Hand' inside that the new guy doesn't know the rules, and let him teach him a lesson, so as not to kill him."
"Yes, sir!"
With a cruel smile on his face, the jailer dragged the "powerless" Lin Feng into the dark corridor leading to hell.
The heavy iron door slowly closed behind him, cutting off the last light and the proud laughter of Qin Tian.
An old jailer with a scarred face and a cold breath led the way, holding an oil lamp that gave off a dim yellow light.
As he walked, he introduced the rules here in a gloating tone.
"Boy, look at your thin skin and tender flesh, you were a respectable person before, right? What a pity, when we come to Demon Suppression Tower, you have to sit up if it is a dragon, and you have to lie down if it is a tiger! There is no rule here, no background, only one rule - whoever has the bigger fist is the master!"
"Each level has an overlord. They are the sky and the law of this level! When newcomers enter, they must either hand over all their valuables and live like cattle and horses. Or, they must be prepared to have their limbs broken and treated as playthings, unable to survive or die."
The old jailer chuckled and used the key to open the huge rusty gate on the first floor. A foul wind mixed with blood, putrefaction, sweat and despair hit his face like a substance, making it nauseating.
"Of course, there is another option."
"That is, kill the previous overlord and become the boss yourself. But looking at you like this, I'd better pray that you can survive tonight."
"Good luck, newcomer."
After the old jailer finished speaking, he kicked Lin Feng in, then closed and locked the gate as quickly as possible, as if there was some savage beast inside.
Lin Feng stumbled and fell onto the cold, damp ground covered with sticky dirt.
When he slowly raised his head, hundreds of eyes full of malice, greed, bloodthirsty and unabashed cruelty locked onto him instantly, like a pack of wolves that had been hungry for months.