Chapter 787

Doctor Pound, who was filled with awe, straightened his back. "May I ask your name, sir!?"

"Yi."

"What a strange name~ But, Mr. Yi, are you really going down there? That's a place where even the Great Prison Monk could lose his life. Even that conceited warden is wary of it.

To suppress the things below, the warden had expended a tremendous amount of effort. He also needed to periodically perform some kind of suppression and chain resupply. A few days ago, the warden had just finished reinforcing the seals in the lower area. No one knew where he had gone to recuperate now.

Still, you carry the Death Aura of someone who isn't suffering from the fatal plague. Perhaps you really can survive down there.

I can take you to the entrance of the seal leading to the deepest depths. If you're not afraid of being tricked, follow me~"

Pound turned around without the slightest hesitation, not caring in the least that Yi Chen might stab him in the back.

Of course, as Pound turned, the spiral metal rod embedded in the back of his head was revealed as well.

Compared to the corpse previously called the Sin Monument, Pound's head had not burst open. Instead, the back of his head was covered in teeth that clamped tightly onto the metal pillar, doing their best to prevent the rod from driving any deeper.

Yi Chen followed him and asked, "Is this the warden's handiwork? I previously heard that the sinners imprisoned in the 'Void' were merely confined here without ever seeing daylight, but that they themselves didn't seem to be subject to many restrictions."

Those words made Pound burst into laughter. "Haha! How could there be no restrictions? Those lunatics in the monastery are all complete masochists and sadists.