Inside the Prison of Pain, Su Xiao stood before a series of iron pillars as thick as thighs. Most of the spacious cell ahead was shrouded in darkness.
The Sun Warrior was inside the cell, sitting with his eyes closed and saying nothing in the darkness. After a moment,
"Outsider, leave. Return to the Desolate Village and keep walking in that direction. The Sun Gate is over there."
The Sun Warrior spoke in a deep, resonant voice. He gave off the unmistakable impression of a hulking warrior.
"I'm not planning to leave for now."
Su Xiao lit a cigarette and tossed an apple into the cell.
"So you understand our language. What a strange outsider. Why have you come to Chilirad? Immortality? The Dark Mask? Or the Prophet's Tablet? Right, you outsiders call it the Ouroboros Tablet."
The Sun Warrior inside the cell did not resist talking. After all, being alone in here was truly boring.
"The Prophet's Tablet?"
Su Xiao took out the Ouroboros Tablet.
"You've already obtained the Prophet's Tablet? Then you're after immortality, or the Dark Mask? Or do you want both?"
"Immortality..."
Su Xiao exhaled a plume of smoke. He was not very interested in immortality. The reason was that once he pursued that thing, it would be difficult for his swordsmanship to advance any further. A single thought could reach the divine—such was swordsmanship. Setting aside the fact that immortality itself was a rather troublesome thing, cultivating swordsmanship meant pursuing the infinite extreme within a finite lifespan.
"You're not interested in getting out?"
"I am. I really want to leave, but... I promised Xiwu that I wouldn't leave this place."
"Xiwu?"
"Yes, Xiwu, the strongest person in Chilirad. He's an Immortal. Rogesh, who was once the only person qualified to challenge him, was ultimately defeated