From Celt's account, Nameless could roughly guess what had happened in the first-floor cells.
He then used the Imaginary Flowers to investigate the first floor. Unfortunately, its prisoners were either dead or corrupted. None could be saved.
"Yuan Mulanzi," Nameless murmured, withdrawing all the Imaginary Flowers.
Yuan Mulanzi immediately appeared beside him out of thin air and bowed his head. "My lord!"
"Take him to the Prison Universe for labor reform. His sentence is... permanent," Nameless said.
Celt could not help protesting. "Nameless, I did help you, after all. Can't you shorten my sentence a little?"
"That depends on how you behave," Nameless said noncommittally.
Celt might still prove useful someday, so Nameless left the matter open.
The next moment, Yuan Mulanzi gripped Celt's shoulder and teleported away.
Nameless stood where he was, a thought forming in his mind. Now that the Great Wilderness Special Zone had been completely severed from the Eternal Silence Prison Tower, didn't that mean it was an independent space shaped like a flying saucer?
Perhaps the Great Wilderness Special Zone did not have to remain in the Eternal Silence Space. Perhaps it could move.
That would make it an invincible mobile fortress, one that might even stand toe-to-toe with the Ten Thousand Demons Sect.
But this called for careful consideration and further research. The welfare of countless lives was at stake; he could not make a hasty decision on his own.
"Forget it. I'll get back to the match first."
Nameless gathered his thoughts and returned to the arena.
Not long after he left, at the very bottom of the Eternal Silence Prison Tower, a white arm reached through a crack and seized the Sacrificial God by the throat beneath a mountain of rubble. Before the Sacrificial God could regain consciousness, the arm dragged him