Taoist world

Not knowing how much time had passed, Jiang Yun suddenly opened his eyes, and what he saw was a patch of gray sky that was only the size of a copper coin.

The next moment, his memory quickly returned and he hurriedly turned over and stood up.

As soon as he moved, he felt as if countless needles had been inserted into his whole body, and the pain was unbearable.

However, he had no time to care about his physical condition, and instead looked around.

At one glance, Jiang Yun was stunned!

He was lying in a huge pit, at least tens of thousands of feet away from the ground.

Jiang Yun remembered clearly that before he fell into coma, although he led thirty-eight guards and had a fierce fight with the man, he did not cause such a big damage, let alone such a big deep hole.

"Could it be that after I fell into coma, the old man was still unwilling and continued to beat me?"

"Also, doesn't the old man want to kill me?"

"Why am I still alive now?"

"Did he temporarily change his mind and let me go?"

"Or, he has turned me into his blood slave!"

With these doubts, Jiang Yun's consciousness swept into his body.

At one glance, Jiang Yun couldn't help being stunned again.

Although there were serious injuries in his body, all the blood that had been sucked dry by the old man had returned.

After searching all over his body, especially his two pupils, he found no signs of becoming a blood slave, nor any other powers that did not belong to him.

"What exactly is going on?"

Jiang Yun raised his head and looked at the sky above the pit. He rose into the air, rushed out of the pit, and stood on the ground again.

Looking around, Jiang Yun couldn't help but frown.

Because, he saw that there were several dark ravines on the land where he was now.

But apart from myself, I couldn't see anyone else's shadow.

Jiang Yun's figure grew taller again, standing above the sky, looking down from a high position.

"hiss!"

Jiang Yun couldn't help but take a breath of cold air.

On the ground, he saw a palm print!

One was so huge that it almost covered a palm print with a radius of tens of thousands of feet.

The deep pit where he just lay was actually the position of his thumb in the palm print!

Looking at this palm print, Jiang Yun stood blankly for a moment, losing the ability to think for a moment.

Although Jiang Yun can also hit a palm with such power, but not in the Four Realms!

The level of cultivation in Si Jing Zang far exceeds that of the All Heavens Gathering Area, which naturally means that the world here is also much stronger than that of the All Heavens Gathering Area.

Otherwise, if the emperor is angry and careless, it is possible to destroy the entire Four Realms!

Not to mention, this is Tianwaitian, a prison built by the Great Emperor to imprison prisoners and even the Great Emperor.

The solidity of each world in Tianwaitian is definitely far greater than that of other worlds.

Therefore, Jiang Yun knew very well that even if he used the Nine-Nine Return to One technique, he would not be able to cause such terrifying destructive power.

"Did that old man do it?"

This idea was quickly overturned by Jiang Yun.

Because when he came back to his senses, he went to look inside the palm print carefully, and suddenly found that the old man was lying in the deep pit at the position of his little finger.

Of course, now he has transformed into a middle-aged man again, lying there, staring at the sky with his pupils still showing blood color, and he is obviously dead!

In addition to finding the man's body, Jiang Yun also saw the thirty-eight guards in other deep pits.

They are scattered in various deep pits. Although they are still unconscious, their breathing is even, and their lives should not be in danger.

And this also made Jiang Yun understand.

"After I fell into coma, other strong men came to this world and fought with the old man..."

"No, it shouldn't be a big battle. The strong man should have easily killed the old man with just one palm strike."

"As for Shen Chaojun and I, we were not directly hit by the strong man, or were affected by the wind of his palm, or were caused by the collapse of the earth and fell into the deep pit of the palm print."

Jiang Yun looked up at the sky again, and continued: "Besides, the time that has passed since I fell into coma until now is not long, I'm afraid it's only one day."

"Because the guards from Tianwaitian who came to meet us have not arrived yet."

"Otherwise, there's no way they wouldn't be able to find us."

After making various speculations, Jiang Yun ignored Shen Chaojun and others for the time being, but headed towards the deep pit where the middle-aged man was.

Although Jiang Yun could no longer sense any vitality in the other party's body, Jiang Yun was still cautious.

It wasn't until he reached the top of the other party and after several tests to confirm that the other party was really dead that Jiang Yun landed next to the other party.

The man's soul had long since dissipated, and there was nothing on his body, with nothing of value or anything that could prove his identity.

Looking at the man's body, Jiang Yun fell into deep thought, thinking about what happened after he passed out.

"I remember that the moment before I passed out, I seemed to see a few more lines on his face."

"It's just that I really didn't have the strength at the time, so I didn't see it clearly."

"Now, the lines have disappeared."

"Could it be... Huang Wen?"

This thought made Jiang Yun's eyes suddenly light up and he said: "Could it be that the strong man from the Desolate Clan, when he helped me improve the Desolate Pattern Realm, secretly gave me a life-saving power?"

"In other words, just like the old man possessed something on the man, the strong man of the Desolate tribe also left something on me."

"When I was unconscious, the strong man from the Desolate tribe sensed my danger, so he took control of my body and killed the old man and this man."

"After all, this old man himself is afraid of the strong man of the Desolate Clan, and his strength is definitely not as good as the other man, so he is no match at all and was killed by one of his palms."

Jiang Yun suddenly raised his palm and said, "If this is really the case, then this palm print was not left by me."

Shaking his head, Jiang Yun really didn't know whether his guess was correct, but this was the only possibility that was closest to the truth.

However, when he looked at the man's unblinking eyes, his heart suddenly moved, and he pointed like a knife and slashed into the man's eyes in the air.

"Buzz!"

With one slash, two drops of blood flew out from the man's pupils.

Looking at these two drops of blood, Jiang Yun's face couldn't help but sink again.

"He is also a blood slave!"

In these two drops of blood, there are also countless threads forming a rune.

Obviously, this man, like the fifty-six prisoners Jiang Yun killed before, was also a blood slave.

Originally, Jiang Yun thought that the man was the descendant of the old man, but now, he realized that his guess was wrong.

"In other words, the old man didn't know what method he used to secretly send these two drops of blood into this man's body, turning him into a blood slave, making this man think that he was his descendant."

"For this reason, this person has been planning for countless years, and finally waited for this opportunity to hunt, thinking only about rescuing the ancestor he thought he was."

"And regardless of whether he succeeds or not, I'm afraid he will inevitably die in the end, just like other prisoners."

Jiang Yun entered here and only killed fifty-seven prisoners.

Together, Shen Chaojun and the others killed a few, but the remaining prisoners never showed up, so it was not difficult for Jiang Yun to surmise that they all died in the passage.

"No matter who this old man is, his thoughts are extremely vicious."

"However, the same question remains. Although his actions are hidden, how can he hide them from the Tibetan Elders Association?"

After pondering for a long time, Jiang Yun reached out and cut off the man's head, while collecting the two drops of blood.

Then he left the pit and appeared in the sky again, looking in the direction of the passage.

"Although this man is dead, the old man should still be alive, right?"

"And that passage, does it still exist?"

Jiang Yun once again glanced at the thirty-eight unconscious guards under the pit. After a slight hesitation, he suddenly took steps towards the plain where the passage was located.