After that sword, Zong Shou felt his rage dissipate. His mind calmed down and he slowly got used to this technique.
Moments later, he gave out a self-mocking laugh.
"So painful that I don't want to die, I actually wished that I could just die right away …"
At that moment, he really wanted to smash his own head with a finger!
Taking in a deep breath, Zong Shou thought back to Lu Hanyan.
His mother had lived here for 20 years. Was he unable to take it in such a short amount of time?
As for this Wu Yazi, he was really annoying!
Killing intent flashed in his eyes as Zong Shou looked towards the iron frame that Wu Yazi was on.
With just a single glance, he gave up on the idea of killing him.
There was no need to take the risk to break the restrictions. Moreover, letting this person suffer torture was far better than killing him.
"Sky Burning Flame, so you are a direct bloodline descendant of the Lu Family …"
This voice spread out from another direction. It was really casual and calm.
Zong Shou looked out and his pupils constricted.
Where he looked was a scholarly middle-aged man on the iron frame on the right.
There were two Peak God Realm Experts here and Wu Yazi was one of them. The person in front of him was the other.
"You are so young and your sword skills are so high. Your Sky Burning Blood is really pure. I've seen many outstanding talents, but none of them can compare to you. It seems like your position in the Lu Family isn't low. Why did you sneak into the Nine Extreme Death Jail? What is there in the jail to attract such a talent like you … "
Zong Shou shook his head. His matter had nothing to do with this person, so why bother talking to him?
Since he was in the Nether Jail, he didn't want to waste a single moment.
Following this, the middle-aged man laughed.
"With your strength, you are at least one of the Princes of the Lu Family. If you want to enter the jail, you can do it openly. The Sky Burning Saint Dynasty won't stop you. Why do you need to ask Wu Yazi? Oh right, you are the son of Lu Hanyan and you came to find your mother, right? She was truly out of the ordinary. She had only been playing for over twenty years. Hanyan probably wouldn't have thought that in just twenty years, her son would have the ability to enter the eighth level to find her … "
Zong Shou looked at him in astonishment. The middle-aged man smiled and shook his head. "I know your mother and we have some relations, but we are not close. I don't know the whereabouts of Princess Hanyan. However, if you are willing to help me, I can make a heart oath! I will help you until this Death Jail matter ends! "
Zong Shou raised his eyebrows. Judging by the way this person spoke, he was much more trustworthy than Wu Yazi.
However, after thinking about it for a moment, he shook his head, "Junior still needs time to think about it."
When the middle-aged man heard this, he understood that this sentence was a tactful rejection.
He didn't say anything else. Instead, he sighed and closed his eyes again.
Zong Shou didn't pay much attention to it. He used Void Evasion and left. In just a moment, he was dozens of miles away.
He continued to spread out his Divine Perception to search the area.
Along the way, they also discovered quite a few things that looked like crosses.
However, the Lu Family's restrictions weren't set in stone.
Crosses weren't commonly seen. Those who locked them up were often God Realm Cultivators.
There were just over a hundred of them and they were spread all over the place.
There were also many other stone platforms like the previous few levels. Some were suppressed by iron towers, and some were simply metal cages, trapping people inside.
Although these people weren't God Realm, their True Essence and Vital Energy were being sucked out.
Most of them were in pain, much more strenuous than those God Realm Cultivators.
Most of them had one foot in the grave and couldn't hold on for much longer.
There were even some who didn't have any protection at all. They were just tossed here and treated as food for those Natural Variants.
The more he saw, the more cold Zong Shou felt and the more anxious he became.
He didn't care about the consumption of True Essence, using the Instant Space Dragon Pellet to travel around the Death Jail and search tirelessly.
From south to north, from east to west, he didn't let go of any inch.
However, when 14 days passed, Zong Shou was in despair.
"Why can't I find her?"
"I've already searched this thirty thousand kilometer area twice. I didn't miss out on any inch of land, even the underground … "
"Was it really as Wu Yazi said, that Mother was sent to the ninth layer?"
Zong Shou was at a loss as he looked at his sleeves where there were dozens of mutated beast pellets.
They were his gains from this layer of the Death Jail. He had gone through dozens of dangerous battles.
There were even a few times when he was nearly surrounded by Natural Variants.
The Natural Variants above God Realm were no different from humans.
Although they were still controlled by the Vengeful Energy, they knew how to work with other Beasts.
This was why although these Natural Variants weren't as strong as him. However, they nearly caused Zong Shou to die. He had used all of his strength to barely escape from the calamity.
These mutated beast pellets were Zong Shou's gains.
There were only a few that Hanxi could use.
However, these Beast Pellets above God Realm could merge into the Soul Ocean Void Space like the Instant Space Dragon Pellet and become one of the Star Dao Seeds.
If this was in the past, Zong Shou would be delighted to have such gains.
However, at this moment, he was feeling really down and his chest was really cold.
Also, as the days went on, it acted up more and more frequently and the pain increased.
It caused him to be really dizzy and distracted as he walked in the void.
When he came back to his senses, he was already standing at the center of the Nether Jail.
Unknowingly, he had already walked here.
There was a black mist in front of him. Not only was he unable to see, but even the Illusionary Heart Mirror couldn't shine through.
Thick Space Spiritual Energy surged in the mist.
Apart from that, he could also sense a strong aura within it.
Sōmorime's light retracted. He had come to this place dozens of times during these dozens of days.
He guessed that it was most probably the Abyss Gate of the ninth layer that he hadn't entered.
With his mind in a blur, he most probably instinctively headed here.
Then, Zong Shou broke out into a laugh, thinking that it seemed like he had to make a trip to the ninth layer in the end.
The moment he made up his mind, Zong Shou sat cross-legged 100 miles away from the black mist without being arrogant or rash.
During these dozens of days, he didn't care about the consumption of energy and went through dozens of tough battles.
It caused his source to be really weak. To try to enter the ninth layer and fight with the person in the black mist, he had to recover to his best state.
He swallowed a few Spiritual Pills, bearing with the bone-deep pain, closing his eyes and adjusting his breathing.
A full 24 hours later, Zong Shou woke up.
Once again, he used the Illusionary Heart Mirror to replace his eyes. He suddenly felt something and controlled the Illusionary Heart Mirror to look to the side.
A few thousand feet away, there was a woman around 30 with white hair covering her face. It was tied to a huge tree by vines as thick as a child's arm.
Hundreds of crimson hummingbirds flew over and landed on the woman's body.
They used their beaks to peck, each peck could tear off a piece of flesh. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to qidian.com to vote for me. Your support is my biggest motivation.)
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