By rights, the old man should have gone down to the lower levels of the Demon-Suppressing Prison to investigate in person. The problem was that the pool water was so poisonous and corrosive that even he found it somewhat troublesome.
More troublesome still, even he would feel somewhat sickened if he went there himself.
He rubbed his belly, felt no discomfort, and sat down at the cliff's edge.
If that ghost wanted to leave the Demon-Suppressing Prison, it would have to come out here.
The old man sat at the cliff's edge, watching the Jade Pool below for days.
Feeling a little bored and a little hungry, he looked up and made a grabbing motion through the air.
Among the cliffs on the first level of the Demon-Suppressing Prison, fierce winds howled, and the singing and storytelling fell silent once more.
The door of a cell opened, and a tall, thin man was blasted out, landing heavily on the ground.
This tall, thin man was an Evil Path Expert with formidable cultivation, but bound by an Origin Energy Lock, he had no power to resist.
An invisible force appeared in the dark world, like an unseen hand, seizing the Evil Path Expert and dragging him rapidly backward.
After an unknown length of time, the Evil Path Expert fell down a cliff, crossed the scorching sandy plain, and arrived before the old man at the cliff's edge.
The old man reached out and squeezed the Evil Path Expert's upper arm. Finding it quite firm, he said in satisfaction, "Good muscle, brimming with evil energy. You'll make a proper meal."
The Evil Path Expert had some vague knowledge of the greatest taboo in the Demon-Suppressing Prison. He shouted fiercely, "You monster! Kill me if you must, but don't humiliate me!"
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