Linghu Xue swept her gaze across the vast bronze hall, her brows tightly furrowed. "Setting aside whether I can break those chains, even if I free you from them, how are we supposed to leave Vacuum Prison?"
"After countless attempts, I only managed to enter this place from Starry Ravine, yet I have no idea how to leave Vacuum Prison."
That was indeed the problem.
Even if she broke the bronze hall's restrictions, she would still be unable to leave the enormous cage that was Vacuum Prison.
Her gaze returned to the haggard old man.
Back then, she had acknowledged a remnant thought of the Sword Master as her master. Now that she was meeting his true self, though it was their first encounter, she felt as if she had known him for ages.
"How to leave is a matter for later. Right now, you must help me undo these Hundred Mystic Locks."
The Taiyuan Sword Master's gaze grew ever deeper as he stared at Linghu Xue, excitement rising in his eyes.
"I can break the restrictions here?" Linghu Xue felt her scalp prickle beneath his stare, but she had no time to dwell on the strange feeling in her heart. "This disciple only became an Immortal King by sheer luck, and I have spent another ten years in Vacuum Prison. Less than half my immortal power remains..."
"It is not as difficult as you think. It is very simple. Look up—there is a three-colored lamp hanging from the ceiling of the hall.
Break it, and these chains will destroy themselves."
Bound as he was, the Taiyuan Sword Master could not look upward. He could only strain to lift his chin, and even that tiny movement seemed to send pain through his entire body.
"A three-colored lamp?"
Linghu Xue looked