Chapter 1225: Demon Pagoda, Hell Sea
The bound figure regarded Xu Zimo with indifference and spoke calmly.
"How did you enter this great hall?"
"Wherever I wish to go, what place could I not enter?" Xu Zimo retorted.
"This is the land of my laws. How could others enter simply because they wished to?"
"I understand now. That avatar must have helped you."
"That is unimportant. Legend says you were the first known Great Saint to be killed by the White Emperor," Xu Zimo said.
"Yet looking at you now, you seem to be alive and well."
"What difference is there between living like this and being dead?" Lu Sheng asked in return.
"What did you come here for?"
"I happened upon this strange city while passing by, so I came in to take a look," Xu Zimo said.
"Then can you save me?" Lu Sheng said, but after speaking, his eyes dimmed again.
"Forget it, forget it. My Life and Death Soul has already been severed. What would be the point of getting out?"
His body, bound in iron chains, swayed unsteadily. His loose hair covered his entire face.
He chuckled softly. "In years past, I roamed beyond the Three Realms; ghosts and gods raged, yet none dared defy me.
"Today, I am trapped to death in the Hall of Laws. For tens of millions of years, no one has asked after me.
"The affairs of life are truly absurd. Absurd."
Xu Zimo slowly walked up before him. It was clear that the uninhibited Great Saint of old no longer existed.
The one standing before him now was merely a decrepit old man, clinging desperately to life in utter misery.
Lu Sheng raised his head to look at Xu Zimo, and Xu Zimo looked back at him.
"Help me