In the dungeon, formations had been carved into the walls. Completely cutting off Heaven and Earth Essence Qi was naturally impossible, but the essence qi was still so thin it was beyond imagination.
Chen Fei had also placed restrictions on Tu Zaichuan's body. In an environment like this, no matter how capable Tu Zaichuan was, he could not recover even the slightest bit from his injuries.
For the first few months, Tu Zaichuan had feared that Chen Fei might kill him at any moment.
Extinguishing Heart Severing Nature, killing every last relative and friend around him—only then had Tu Zaichuan cultivated to his current realm. He did not want to die so easily.
So Tu Zaichuan was very afraid of death, so afraid that he spent every day in constant terror.
After several months passed and Chen Fei still had not appeared, Tu Zaichuan's emotions steadied somewhat, and he was no longer quite so frightened.
But as time went on, Tu Zaichuan began to feel that Chen Fei intended to imprison him for the rest of his life, letting him live out his years and die of old age here.
Tu Zaichuan knew he was no good person, and so when he considered things, he always used the greatest malice to speculate about others.
Tu Zaichuan was now heavily injured, but he was actually still nearly three hundred years away from his lifespan limit.
If he had to spend these three hundred years forever inside this dungeon, unable to do anything at all, then what meaning would such three hundred years have? It would even be an extreme form of torment.
Chen Fei glanced at Tu Zaichuan and took him into the space inside the Qian Yuan Sword.
Compared to a Qiankun Bag, the greatest feature of the inner space