Thousands of feet deep under the hinterland of the Heavenly Origin Sect.
The underground hell, cut off from the light of the sun, moon and sky, is burning with blue hellfire all year round, and layers of restrictions cover the entire hell like a spider web.
The entire prison is divided into three floors. The outer floor is for ordinary disciples who violate the sect's rules, and the middle floor is for monks who commit serious crimes such as theft and private fighting.
The bottom floor is a death row made of black iron. There are hundreds of densely packed negative restrictions such as suppression and weakening.
Ordinary monks would be banned from getting even close to Baizhang, and 30% of the Spiritual Power would be taken away. No one would dare to get close.
In the middle of the cell, a man in black was nailed to death on the cold iron wall by countless cold steel spikes.
With both arms spread flat, Spirit-Tempering Steel Spikes, as thick as a dozen fingers, runs through the meridians of the shoulders, elbows, and wrists.
Both legs were also penetrated by steel needles from the knees to the ankles.
There are hundreds of short thorns all over his body densely piercing the major points all over his body, each one precisely locking Spiritual Power's circulation veins, completely sealing his entire body, and making it impossible for Spiritual Power to move at all.
The most deadly thing is the Dantian area, where a three-foot green-edged sword is completely embedded in the body, leaving only the simple hilt exposed.
The sword edge pierced the source of his dantian, firmly fixing his whole body to the wall. From a distance, he looked like a black-feathered hedgehog bound by the puncture, looking extremely embarrassed.
There was dead silence in the cell for a long time, and a cold young voice sounded, with uncontrollable annoyance:
"How's it going Old Mo? Hasn't the restriction on the sword's erosion of the dantian been worn out yet? If you keep dragging it on, that old guy Liu Qing might come down to deal with me at some point, and then we both have to fully explain it here!"
A strange scene then appeared, and an old and hoarse voice floated out from the man, slowly and with a hint of ridicule:
"Why are you anxious? You have been arrested for seven days. Hundreds of Spirit-Sealing Steel Spikes have locked your meridians, and your Dantian has been sealed by Prison-Suppressing Sword. I spent my soul day and night grinding the runes in the sword. You have survived seven days, and you still have a little time to go? Calm down."
The man in black breathed heavily, his chest heaving, his eyes full of regret and regret, and he sighed in a low voice:
"Oh! I regret that I acted impulsively! I knew I should have just escaped after killing Cangwu Imperial Family, but I just got angry and came to the Heavenly Origin Sect to settle the accounts with Cang Ying. It would have been a good idea to surrender myself to the trap."
Remnant Soul Old Mo sneered, his voice full of hatred that iron cannot be transformed into steel:
"Huh, you just figured it out now? No matter how I tried to persuade you at that time, it wouldn't work!"
"How could I have imagined that this Heavenly Origin Sect is hiding such a big deal." The man in black frowned, his skin and flesh were pulled by the steel thorns all over his body, and a heart-breaking pain hit him. He groaned and endured the pain and continued,
"When I investigated the whole sect, it was clear that the highest aura of all the people was only Spirit Transformation Fourth Layer. Who would have thought that the sect leader Liu Qing deliberately concealed his realm, and his true body was actually Integrated Body Great Talent, and he succeeded only after a sneak attack!"
"It will give you a long memory." Old Mo's voice came faintly, "Your cultivation has been advancing by leaps and bounds, but your character cannot keep up with your state. You do things too emotionally."
"What did the life and death of those three Outer Sect disciples have to do with you? Did you kill all Cangwu Dynasty for them?"
When the man in black heard this, a trace of stubbornness flashed across his eyes, and he immediately frowned and interrupted:
"You can't say that, Old Mo, you have been practicing with me for so many years, you should understand my temperament."
"Those three people all came out of the Great Yong Dynasty together. To me, they are considered friends. I can't turn a blind eye."
"Friends?" The old voice sneered, full of disdain, "Practice on the great road, put interests first, the weak eat the strong, how can you have friends?"
"People's hearts are fickle, and when interests are at stake, even the best friendship can be broken in an instant."
"Speaking of which, I think that boy from your Great Yong is quite good. He is decisive in killing and is a ruthless character who understands the pros and cons."
"You mean Zhou Qi?" A trace of surprise flashed through the eyes of the man in black, and he shook his head slightly, "I don't know, but I feel that he is also a person who follows his heart."
Old Mo still wanted to open his mouth to argue, but the man in black was too lazy to listen to his repeated lectures. His whole body was affected by steel thorns, and he endured the tearing pain and interrupted loudly:
"Okay, okay, you've been repeating this truth over and over these past few days, and my ears are almost getting calluses."
"It's useless to talk about truth at the moment. The top priority is to grind this Prison-Suppressing Sword and break open the Spirit-Sealing Restriction to escape. Staying here will sooner or later lead to death."
Old Mo was silent for a moment, seemingly helpless to compromise, and a long sigh echoed in the cell:
"That's all, I won't argue with you. Prison-Suppressing Sword The internal imprisonment rune has been consumed by 99%. In another quarter of an hour, it will be completely disintegrated. By then, the restraints on your Dantian will naturally loosen, and we can look for opportunities to break out of the prison."
After the words fell, the man in black nodded, slowly closed his eyes, and silently waited for an opportunity to escape.
Within Spirit Medicine Plantation.
At this moment, the breeze suddenly stopped, and the whole world Spiritual Qi suddenly stagnated.
On the second floor of the small building, Zhou Qi stood in front of the window, his eyes as cold as cold stars.
He didn't want to dodge, he raised the soles of his feet suddenly, stepped into the void, violent Spiritual Qi surged all over his body, and his whole body turned into a stream of cyan light, rushing straight through the wooden house!
Boom--!
The tyrannical Spiritual Power air wave suddenly exploded with him as the center. The old and dilapidated wooden building could not withstand such a majestic air force. The beams and columns cracked inch by inch, wood chips flew everywhere, and the entire building collapsed and turned into ruins.
Zhou Qi stood in the sky, his clothes rustling, and his aura rising steadily.
He ignored the crumbling ruins behind him and fixed his gaze firmly on the two figures approaching rapidly in the sky, their eyes full of fighting intent.
Within a few breaths, two figures were already very close and fell into view.
The Chen Kun on the left has a sinister look on his face, and there is a murderous intention that has been suppressed for many days in his eyes. Zhou Qi has long been used to this look, and has no trouble in his heart.
But when his eyes fell on the white-clothed figure on the other side, his eyebrows suddenly frowned, his pupils shrank slightly, and a turmoil suddenly arose in his heart.
The system prompt suddenly appeared in front of you:
[Character: Liu Qing]
[Realm: Body Integration Third Layer (mid-term)]
"It's not Spirit Transformation Fourth Layer... it's actually Integration Realm Third Layer?!"
Zhou Qi was greatly shocked, and the shock in his heart became more intense.
He had previously used Divine Sense to investigate, and had only vaguely noticed that the other party's cultivation was strange, but he had never seen through the true realm.
It wasn't until the system prompt appeared at this moment that Zhou Qi woke up instantly.
The majestic fighting spirit that originally shot straight to the dome was instantly frozen by this absolute suppression that spanned a huge realm, and his heart instantly sank to the bottom.
He is only in the early stage of Spirit Transformation Fourth Layer. Even though Mental Power is far superior to the same level, his physical body, Spiritual Power, and background are all invincible at the same level. Chen Kun can still fight Spirit Transformation Perfection head-on, and his winning rate will not be lower than 70%.
But now, the opponent is actually a powerful Integration Realm Third Layer!
Spirit Transformation and Integration Realm seem to be only one level apart, but there is a huge gap between ordinary and Daoist cultivation!
Body Integration Cultivator can control the void and draw on the power of heaven and earth. The two are not in the same dimension of combat power at all!
One versus two, one Spirit Transformation Perfection, one Integration Realm Third Layer!
Absolute disadvantage, no chance of winning!