Two streaks of light flew swiftly from the distant horizon, finally stopping not far in front of the exquisite wooden house.
After the two landed and came to a halt, the handsome man from the Spirit Clan, Weiersi, quickly fixed his gaze on Luo Ao, who stood at the front.
"Greetings, sir. My name is Weiersi." Once Luo Ao and his companion approached, the green-haired man from the Spirit Clan quickly offered a friendly smile and took the initiative to introduce himself.
"Mr. Weiersi, I only heard of your existence recently. But where exactly did you come from?" Luo Ao stared at the man from the Spirit Clan and suddenly asked in earnest.
The deity that Xierdiluoke now worships should be this man from the Spirit Clan.
But contrary to Luo Ao's earlier expectations, Weiersi was a genuine Deity Level expert. Moreover, he was a God who cultivated the Life Law. In terms of strength alone, he was probably even above Aogemate.
"Hehe, haven't you already guessed where I came from, sir?" Weiersi asked in return, still smiling.
Since Luo Ao had not immediately started shouting about killing him, he presumably was not the same sort as some of the lunatics Weiersi had encountered in the Planar Prison.
"The Planar Prison?" Luo Ao's gaze abruptly sharpened as he stared at Weiersi, and his tone changed instantly.
"The Planar Prison?!" The silver-haired girl beside Luo Ao was also deeply shocked. So this Deity Level expert had actually come from that hellish place.
She had only heard that the planar overseer occasionally imprisoned experts from the Material Plane, banishing them to the harsh environment of the Planar Prison. But this was the first time she had learned that anyone could escape from there.
"That's right. I came from the Stalag Planar Prison. Of course, long, long ago, I was merely an ordinary Saint-level expert on the Boya Plane." A hint of lament colored Weiersi's voice.
His gentle green eyes gazed toward the southwest of the continent, where a flourishing elven empire had once stood.
But as the years passed, the elven empire that had once enjoyed such prosperity had long since vanished into the river of time. Humans had now replaced the elves as the dominant race of the Boya Continent.
"He really did come from the Planar Prison?" After confirming this information with Weiersi, Luo Ao's mood did not improve. Instead, it grew even heavier.
He knew just how terrifying the Planar Prison was.
Within the boundless expanse of infinite space, there were countless ordinary planes. Every ordinary plane had a prison plane connected to it. The Material Plane and its prison plane could be called two sides of the same whole.
One could say that the Stalag Planar Prison was like the Boya Continent's shadow. The two depended on one another, forming its outer and inner sides.
But the environment within the Planar Prison was simply far too harsh.
Never mind a Divine Plane-even a Material Plane could be considered paradise compared to it.
In the Planar Prison, if even the weakest of those imprisoned there had not been Saint-level experts, they would have struggled to survive in such a harsh environment.
Moreover, the degree of slaughter within the Planar Prison exceeded what most people could imagine. At least ninety-nine percent of its experts would die amid the treacherous environment and the slaughter.
Even so, the number of experts accumulated within a prison plane over endless years was still astonishing.
And those experts all shared one ultimate wish!
To escape the Planar Prison!
But how could escaping the Planar Prison be easy? Even some powerful Highgods could only choose to tear through space and enter spatial turbulence, gambling on a slim chance of survival.
Gods did not even qualify to try. They would probably be torn to shreds the instant they entered spatial turbulence.
However, aside from this, another situation occasionally arose: a problem developed at a "weak point in space."
This was because the Boya Continent's plane and the Stalag Prison Plane were two sides of the same whole to begin with.
Besides being connected at the spatial gate, there were several other places where their spaces touched.
The places where the spaces of the two planes touched were called weak points in space!
If an expert in the prison plane tore through one of these weak points in space, they could open a temporary passage. They could charge through in an instant, and the passage would immediately close again.
However, every weak point in space was sealed and could not easily be breached. This was also the main reason so few people had escaped from the Planar Prison over countless years.
Now that a God like Weiersi had suddenly escaped...
There was no doubt that something had gone wrong with the seal on one of those weak points in space!
"Mr. Weiersi, would you mind telling me where you escaped from?" Thinking of the seemingly endless stream of Deity Level experts within the Planar Prison, Luo Ao instantly felt his head swell.
Hopefully, no powerful Highgods had escaped from the Stalag Planar Prison during this time. Otherwise, things would become rather difficult.
"I emerged at a place nearby called the Gloomy Gorge. If you wish to take a look, sir, I can lead the way." Seeing Luo Ao's shifting, gloomy gaze, Weiersi neither concealed anything nor tried to stop him.
In truth, he did not particularly want to see that bunch of lunatics charge out and wantonly destroy his home plane either.
But repairing a weak point in space was no easy matter.
After all, the principles behind those ancient sealing magic formations were profoundly mysterious and complex. Without sufficient study and understanding of magic formations, repairing one would be no simple task.
"Mr. Weiersi, sorry for the trouble, but please lead the way. Oh, and just call me Luo Ao." Seeing how cooperative Weiersi was, Luo Ao developed a somewhat favorable impression of him.
Maintaining one's true self in a place as cruel and harsh as the Planar Prison was no easy feat.
"Then I'll call you Mr. Luo Ao. To be honest, I don't particularly want some of the dangerous figures inside to charge out either. But I'm afraid this won't be so simple."
In fact, immediately after escaping, he had wanted to repair that sealing magic formation at once. But with his abilities, he simply could not do it.
Despite what Weiersi had said, Luo Ao still intended to try personally. Otherwise, as time passed, more and more fellows would escape from the Planar Prison.
These people had all survived the cruel Planar Prison, and practically none of them were easy to deal with. Most were probably cut from the same cloth as Aogemate. Someone like Weiersi was the exception.
On the flight to the Gloomy Gorge, Luo Ao also asked Weiersi about the situation within the Planar Prison.
Not every Planar Prison could produce an unrivaled figure like Bluefire, but the appearance of one or two beings like Odin, the Evil King, was nothing unusual.
With Luo Ao's current strength, he could only barely handle ordinary Highgods. If he encountered a Highgod who had fused profound mysteries, he would be in danger!