Since they had come to search for the Soul Prison Clan, Li Yan likewise wanted to obtain the subsequent cultivation method of the "Saint Soul Transformation," so there was naturally nothing for him to hide. Otherwise, it would not benefit him much.
Li Yan was completely certain that no Soul Prison Clan cultivators would appear here. Thus, if any attacks appeared, they could only come from the formation itself.
Otherwise, given the nature of Soul Cultivators, how could they possibly allow outsiders to come and go freely within their ancestral grounds all day, doing whatever they pleased?
Li Yan had never stepped through the small door in the bright yellow wall, so he had no idea what would happen after entering.
Back then, he had not dared to enter rashly. Later, when he came here, he had been in a hurry to return, and had likewise been directly teleported to the Desolate Moon Continent.
Li Yan's vision blurred, and a swath of red light appeared ahead. At the same time, he felt an empty, floating sensation beneath his feet.
His body immediately floated in place. Li Yan hurriedly looked around and was startled to find himself inside a prison cell.
Thick iron bars surrounded him!
The cell was not large, but every bar had been forged from a pitch-black material as thick as an adult's arm. They continuously radiated waves of chilling cold, making the place even more bleak and frigid.
At that moment, red light shone all around him. The floating sensation he had felt beneath his feet came from what appeared to be a deep water pit, where black water gave off waves of foul stench.
Elder Hao and Master Lan, however, were not with him. They had appeared to his right, inside two other prison cells, and