Emperor Jiuyin

During the mental communication with Wumeng, Li Hanxue finally understood what kind of existence this prison in this life was.

There are nine floors in this prison. The deeper you go underground, the larger the floors, and the more important and more dangerous the people imprisoned in them become.

There are a large number of warriors guarding each floor, and there are people monitoring every cell at all times. At the same time, coupled with the existence of the Sky Eye, it can be said that there is no flaw.

But there is a gap in every hundred secrets.

No one who has entered the prison of this life has ever been able to escape. Since the prison of this life has been established, no one has ever been able to escape.

However, it is precisely because of this that most of the warriors responsible for guarding labor prisoners in this prison have mediocre martial arts.

"Although the warriors in this prison are not strong, each cell entrance is equipped with a large number of powerful formations to prevent labor prisoners from escaping. Coupled with the surveillance of the Sky Eye, even if I can break those formations, I cannot blatantly do so. It seems that we must plan a perfect prison escape plan to rescue Teacher Ma and Teacher Fang," Li Hanxue thought to himself.

From that day on, Wumeng's communication became more and more frequent, like a close friend who gradually got to know each other.

This is all an illusion made by Li Hanxue for the sake of those who observe him in the eyes of heaven.

If he went straight to this prison as soon as he met Wumeng, he would be able to see something suspicious about Li Hanxue as long as he was not a fool.

Therefore, a process of gradual familiarity is needed to deceive the eyes and ears.

Seven days later, Wumeng came to visit again and invited Li Hanxue to visit this prison.

"Brother Zhang, I see that you are very interested in this place. How about visiting this prison?" Wumeng said according to Li Hanxue's wishes.

"Isn't this prison a secret place of Tianwuzong? Brother Wu invites me to visit, I'm afraid there will be a lot of inconvenience, right?"

"It doesn't matter. If Brother Zhang intends to join the Prison Hall, it doesn't matter if he goes to visit beforehand."

"Then there's Brother Laowu."

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Wumeng led the way, followed closely by Li Hanxue.

The entrance to this prison is not hidden, but it is very tightly guarded.

Two warriors guarding the gate stopped Wumeng and Li Hanxue.

Wumeng frowned: "You two, do you want to rebel?"

The two warriors had a look of fear on their faces and said: "Master Wu Hall, you can come and go as you please. It's just that the person behind you is not from our Prison Hall and cannot be admitted to this prison."

"He is my friend Tianming Shengzi. Haven't you two heard of the famous name Tianming Shengzi?" Wumeng shouted sharply.

The two warriors said: "Deputy Hall Master, please don't embarrass us. In this life prison, it is stipulated that only people from the Prison Hall can enter. If you bring outsiders in, it will be hard for us to explain if something unexpected happens."

Wumeng was immediately furious and slapped the two warriors in the face.

"I am the deputy head of the prison hall. If I bring a friend in, what could happen? Are you two doubting my friend or me?"

"Don't dare! Don't dare!" The two of them lowered their heads with aggrieved expressions on their faces.

"Hmph!" Wumeng shouted, "Sir Tianming will join our Prison Hall in the near future, and he will be a member of our Prison Hall by then. Why not if I bring him in? Get out of here!"

The two warriors had no choice but to give in.

Li Hanxue followed Wumeng into the prison of this life.

The prison in this life is not like an ordinary prison, with the floor being dirty and the stench filling the sky.

On the contrary, the environment inside is very clean and tidy, with bright white cells arranged in an orderly manner. There are cyan patterns flashing at the door of each cell. No sound can be heard from inside the cell, but the sound from outside the cell can be transmitted. The prisoners can only look at each other, and no communication can take place at all.

It's okay to be locked up like this for a year or two, but if you are locked up for ten or a hundred years, even a person with strong determination will probably become a lunatic.

In the first level of this prison, the labor prisoners are basically warriors. Because these people have short life spans, some of them often commit suicide. Some of the remaining people had fierce looks in their eyes, like injured beasts, while others had blank faces and were already numb.

Li Hanxue walked past a row of cells and did not find Ma Hualang and Fang Tianxing.

"Brother Zhang, let me take you downstairs to have a look."

"That's fine."

The two passed through a circular vertical passage and went straight down to the second floor of this life prison.

After checking at all levels, Li Hanxue found neither Ma Hualang nor Fang Tianxing on the second or third floors.

The two went down to the fourth floor.

At this time, Li Hanxue's footsteps suddenly stopped, and he saw two cells next to each other.

In one of the cells, there was a naked man hanging. The man's tall figure was covered with terrifying blood clots like a dense network.

These dark red blood clots were mixed with a lot of fresh blood and old scars, spreading from his feet to his neck. Under the disheveled black hair, he didn't know if it was the same. Li Hanxue couldn't see it, and he was even more afraid of seeing it.

A fierce-looking Netherworld warrior was holding a whip full of barbs and beating the man crazily.

With each blow, blood spurted out like fine needlepoints. The man struggled in pain, his body was bleeding, and Li Hanxue's heart was also bleeding.

In the cell next door, there was also a man hanging. This man's injuries were no less severe than the former one.

Judging from the miserable appearance, it was obviously the work of the same person.

"Beasts! Beasts! You bastards!"

The killing intent in Li Hanxue's heart boiled, and her tone was as cold as ice: "Wumeng, tell him to stop!"

"Yes...yes." Wumeng was controlled by Li Hanxue, but he could feel Li Hanxue's terror even more. At this time, he understood the strong murderous intention in Li Hanxue's heart.

"Stop it, Geng Yun!"

Seeing Wu Meng coming, Geng Yun quickly put away his whip and said with a smile: "Deputy Hall Master Wu, why do you have time to patrol the fourth floor?"

Geng Yun also held a medium-sized position in the Prison Hall, and was in charge of nearly a hundred people. When he saw Wumeng, his boss, he also wanted to be nice.

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