Several days later.
Led by Su Qingyue, Ling Wuyuan effortlessly passed through layer upon layer of interlocking formation barriers and successfully arrived at a special area of Ice Mist Snow Island, far from all habitation and completely sealed off.
The first sight that met Ling Wuyuan's eyes was a long, narrow gorge with exceptionally treacherous terrain.
At a glance.
The rugged cliffs on either side of the gorge resembled the fangs of some ferocious beast.
Even someone with little experience could clearly sense its perilous nature, but what drew Ling Wuyuan's attention most was the ancient colossal metal stele standing beside the gorge. It bore no superfluous words—only two exceedingly simple characters: Sin Prison!!
The moment he saw those words, Ling Wuyuan immediately understood Su Qingyue's intentions—to let him use certain prisoners for practice.
Practice in the literal sense...
It fit what she had said before.
It was at that moment.
That Yuan Yujun calmly said to Ling Wuyuan:
"Wuyuan, although cultivators of our Snow Moon Cloud Heaven Pavilion often become cold and detached by nature due to our cultivation art inheritances, disliking conflict and preferring to quietly find somewhere to stay alone, there are basically no criminals within the sect. But there are always exceptions, and every now and then, a few special cases emerge and commit irreparable grave mistakes for one reason or another..."
"Therefore, ever since the sect was founded, there has been a Sin Prison specifically for imprisoning those within the sect who have committed grave offenses, as well as all kinds of external enemies. Generation after generation, powerful experts have strengthened and expanded it."
"Of course..."
"Though this Sin Prison holds some sect members who have committed grave offenses all year round, overall, the prisoners inside are still mostly external enemies."
"After all, the conduct