In the hinterland of Tongtian Mountain, there is an extremely low-lying place.

This place is known as the Broken Soul Ridge, and is covered by strong dead energy and yin energy all year round. There are screams from time to time. Therefore, even the original people from the Immortal Palace dare not step into this place easily.

People in the world do not know that this place is actually a place used by the Immortal Palace to detain mortals over the years. Anyone who resists the Immortal Palace or makes a huge mistake inside the Immortal Palace will be locked up here.

There is not even a trace of spiritual energy in the Broken Soul Ridge. Even if a cultivator in the God Transformation Stage is imprisoned here, he will turn into a dry bone over time.

In the prison where the formation was set up, extremely dry and old figures were lying. Among them were senior leaders of major sects in the Zi Cang Realm, leaders of sects or ancestors of the family.

Those figures did not scream or resist, but only despair, numbness, decay...

And at this moment, a crisp sound rang out of the entire prison: "Crack..."

At that moment, many living people in the prison subconsciously looked up and saw a thin young man in blue walking in slowly.

After taking a look, most people lowered their heads again. In their opinion, it must be that the Immortal Palace sent someone to send someone from them to the road.

Over the past thousands of years, most of them have been used to life and death, and they have long been used to such scenes.

The heavenly prison is covered with foul smell and dirty air.

Ye Chen walked in with his hands behind his back, frowned slightly, and looked at everything in it with an expression. His eyes swept over the ragged, thin, and weak figures in the cage.

His eyes swept over, and what he met was a series of numbness, hatred, and even grinning expressions.

"Xixi is in Room 1, Tianzi!"

Ye Chen accelerated his pace and walked towards the end of the Heavenly Prison. At this moment, a laugh came from his ear: "Huh? This little brother is a little bit jealous. He just entered the Immortal Palace, right?"

Hearing this, Ye Chen couldn't help but look at it, and saw an old man with long hair and black robe sitting in the last cage on the left side of the corridor.

The old man was full of evil spirits and was grinning at Ye Chen at this moment, with a faint sense of evil spirit on his body.

After seeing that it was him, the prisoners around subconsciously moved to the side, with a strong look of fear and fear in their eyes.

Because this person is extremely evil.

No one knows how long he has been locked up, but he only knows that he was the first to be locked up. Everyone else died, but he is still alive.

The strangest thing about this person is that he will seduce people. He sometimes says that he is the reincarnation of the Immortal Lord and knows immortal arts. He sometimes says that he has martial arts scriptures that can directly lead to immortality.

Over the years, Tianlao has changed many disciples of the guards. Among them, there are the God Transformation Stage and the Nascent Soul Stage, but they are all dead.

After hearing this person's words, a guardian practiced the martial arts he taught, which made him fall into devils or burn his body with true fire, and eventually died.

Ye Chen's pace suddenly stopped.

The old man in black gazes and immediately says, "Little brother, I guessed it by the old man, right?"

"Seeing that you are young, I think you are a young disciple who has just entered the Immortal Palace."

The old man in black kept chattering: "I also guessed that you must not be liked by the people above, or offended someone, so you were sent to guard the Heavenly Prison here."

Ye Chen looked at him with a bright light flashing, and he said with a smile: "Are you so sure I am from the Immortal Palace?"

"nature!"

The old man in black couldn't help but sigh and looked at Ye Chen with great sincerity: "Brother, you are not lucky. This prison is not a good place. It combines death and resentment, and the people in it are all detained with evil people..."

As soon as these words were spoken, many people in the other prisons shook their heads secretly, and their eyes looked at Ye Chen again became a little narrow-minded and sympathetic.

They had met like this, and they didn't know how many times they had met, and the old guy, the Dizi No. 1 prison, was going to cheat people again.

As expected, before Ye Chen could speak, he heard him say, "Little brother, look at the old man, I am locked up here, not far from death. This man, before he died, he wanted to find a successor of the robe and bowl for himself. Even if he died, he would be enough to have a smile on his face..."

Speaking of this, he couldn't help but look at Ye Chen with a sincere face: "I think you are pretty good, little brother, so I just wanted to pass on your robe to you before you die. I wonder if you are willing?"

Ye Chen smiled: "What can you teach me?"

"I've gone too much."

The old man in black was overjoyed and said with a few knowledge: "Old man, I have traveled for thousands of years, met countless great people, and knew all kinds of blessings of immortals, rare fruits, and countless magical powers."

He paused and said, "Old man, I have a Taotie technique here, which can devour the aura of the heavens and strengthen myself. When I practice to the greatest extent, I can swallow the heavens and the earth and all things..."

While saying this, he stared at Ye Chen almost intently. Seeing that the latter had no reaction at all, he said again.

"I also have a set of legs that can break the world. I am called the Tiancan Divine Legs. You only need to chop one of your legs to practice to achieve great success..."

Seeing that Ye Chen hadn't noticed anything, he seemed a little anxious and said, "Don't you look down on me? Well, I have a set of Tiankui Treasure Books here. If you practice to the ninth level, you can turn into the rising sun and compete with the sky. But if you want to practice this skill, you must first castrate yourself..."

"If you want to practice this skill, you must first castrate yourself?"

A hint of astonishment flashed above Ye Chen's face.

The old man in black nodded repeatedly: "No, but you and I are both cultivators, and are destined to be heartless. As long as you can become stronger, it will be useless to have that thing."

Ye Chen's face suddenly showed a look of movement, as if he was hesitating.

The old man in black was secretly happy and pretended to be embarrassed and said, "It really doesn't work. I have a set of Heart Sword Zen skills. If I practice it to the greatest success, I will never die..."

Seeing him talking, the prisoners around him hurriedly turned their heads over, not daring to look or listen.

"Little brother, I gave you the opportunity, old man, and the opportunity is right in front of you. Whether you cherish it depends on you."

The old man in black said with great sincerity: "I just want to pass on my robe before I die, and I hope you can fulfill it..."

Ye Chen suddenly said, "Why are you locked up here?"

The old man in black was stunned when he heard this, as if he didn't expect him to ask such a question. He couldn't help but turn his eyes and said, "The old thief Qi Daolin has fallen in love with the old man's inheritance. If he couldn't take it, he set up a trap to capture me and trap me here."

"Enough."

Ye Chen suddenly interrupted him and looked at him with a smile and said, "You have such pure demonic energy on you. Tell me, where are you from in the Demon Realm?"

As his words fell.

A glimmer flashed deep in the eyes of the old man in black, and then he said quietly: "Little brother is really good at joking. What kind of demon world is not from the demon world? I am just a dying old man..."

"It's pretty good to pretend."

Ye Chen chuckled, as if mocking: "Some of the many techniques you mentioned before have disadvantages. Either you want to chop off one of your legs or castrate yourself..."

He looked at the other party quietly: "You did it on purpose, and the purpose was to lead to the last technique called the Heart Sword Zen, because you want to get out of trouble..."

"Old man, I don't understand what you are talking about."

The old man in black changed his expression slightly, and he said angrily: "Since you don't want to believe it, then leave..."

"Xin Jian Zen Technique..."

Ye Chen stood with his hands behind his back, and smiled faintly in a voice that only the other party could hear: "The original name is the Demon Thought Parasite, which originated from the Demon Realm, the Bharat Realm, and then passed on from the Spirit Realm, and was changed to the Heart Sword Zen Practice..."

"If a practitioner is able to achieve great success in his cultivation, even if his body and soul are destroyed, as long as there are demonic thoughts in his heart, he will be resurrected..."

Before he could finish his words, the old man in black changed drastically, and his eyes were fixed on Ye Chen: "Who are you?!!"

The shock in his heart was so extreme.

The other party not only knew the Demon Realm, but also knew that there was the real place name of the Bharat Realm among the thirty-three realms of the Demon Realm, and even knew the origin of the Spirit Realm and the Heart Sword Zen Technique...

This is not something that a little monk from the Thousand Realms can learn about!

"I'm someone you can't imagine."

Ye Chen lowered his voice, looked at him calmly and said, "If you want to escape, you will have a chance only if you surrender to me..."

"Cunning little devil..."

The old man in black smiled coldly: "I want my supreme Du Tian Demon King to submit to you, it is purely a delusion..."
Chapter completed!