Jian Wushuang shook his dizzy head hard and began to observe the prisoners in the same situation as him.
He couldn't help but be shocked by what he saw. None of the prisoners was lower than Half Martial Ancestor!
What kind of concept was that? Even in the extremely tragic War of Catastrophe, all the Half Martial Ancestors in the Divine Power Universe and the Void Universe added up to no more than thirty. Some of them were even members of the Devour Organization.
But now, the lowest level of these prisoners was actually Half Martial Ancestor?
One hundred thousand Half Martial Ancestors? Even with Jian Wushuang's composure, he was completely shocked.
Was this the characteristic of the Great Yan Huan?!
Even the prisoners' realm had reached such a level. Jian Wushuang didn't dare to imagine what kind of terrifying existence there was in the Great Yan Huan.
After taking a deep breath and forcibly suppressing the shock in his heart, Jian Wushuang looked at the black mountain closest to him again.
A total of more than one hundred thousand prisoners were directly divided into ten teams. The teams were measured in units of ten thousand, and like a long dragon, they headed to different black mountains.
Jian Wushuang's team headed to the largest black mountain.
When he was about to enter the huge mine, he saw dozens of black-robed figures walking around.
For some reason, Jian Wushuang had a feeling of deja vu when he saw them.
But he couldn't help but look carefully. The prisoners behind him pushed him forward.
After entering the abyss-like mine, there was no darkness as he imagined. Instead, a kind of hazy purple light illuminated the entire mine like a dream.
Jian Wushuang noticed that the hazy purple light was flickering from a kind of purple sand distributed in the mine.
As the team went deeper, this team of more than ten thousand people seemed incomparably small in the depths of the black mountain.
At the same time, hundreds of black-robed guards divided the team into more than one hundred teams.
Jian Wushuang's team, led by the guard, entered the widest mine.
"What a coincidence. You just came here and you're about to step into death." A trace of ridicule flashed in the eyes of the thin figure walking beside him. "Prepare well."
Jian Wushuang was just about to speak when a huge black whip directly lashed at the thin figure, causing him to groan and blood to seep out from his chest.
The black-robed guard at the front of the team turned around and coldly glanced at Jian Wushuang, then continued forward.
Looking at the Half Martial Ancestor level guard, Jian Wushuang's face was expressionless. Then he turned his head and whispered, "What did you mean by what you said just now?"
"Bait, it's all bait!" The skinny figure gritted his teeth and said, "Motherf * cker, as long as I don't die this time, I'll skin them alive sooner or later!"
"Bait," Jian Wushuang repeated in his heart and vaguely guessed what was going to happen next.
The mine tunnel that was shrouded in unbridled heat became hotter the further they went. When they reached the end, Jian Wushuang was surprised to see that the depths of the black mountain were actually empty.
Countless huge black vines that looked like stone sculptures densely covered the stone walls, as if they would awaken at any time.
At the same time, the stone walls around these black vines were densely covered with countless special purple glowing crystals.
The black-robed guard at the front slowly turned around, looked at the team of a hundred people, and said in a deep voice, "Jump down."
However, no one stepped forward.
As if he had already expected this situation, the black-robed guard directly waved the black bone whip in his hand, rolled up nearly twenty people, and threw them into the abyss.
The next moment, the most shocking scene appeared. The black vines that were originally attached to the stone walls slowly awakened. Like giant pythons, they directly rolled up the prisoners that fell into the abyss and stuffed them into the unknown darkness.
All the prisoners who saw this scene subconsciously retreated, their bodies trembling.
However, the black-robed guard sneered. As his figure retreated, he used a majestic derivative force to seal off the return passage.
At the same time, a giant python-like vine quietly appeared in front of the less than a hundred prisoners.
"Rumble!"
The black vines suddenly stretched forward, directly sweeping away more than half of the prisoners.
Jian Wushuang frowned. Under his feet was the abyss, and there was no way to retreat!
The thin figure beside him glanced at Jian Wushuang, and then jumped onto the black vines in the air.
The other prisoners followed closely, gritting their teeth and jumping up.
Jian Wushuang thought for a moment, and then jumped up as well.
The vines that entered his feet were as hard as rocks. With a little force, the gravel rustled down.
"This thing is actually a living thing …" Jian Wushuang thought to himself, and at the same time, he began to consider how to escape.
The injuries he suffered in the space-time turbulence had already healed, and at the same time, the derivative force in his body had reached its peak.
However, the chain around his neck was like the rules of the Great Dao, confining the derivative force in his meridians.
Jian Wushuang's current strength could not even reach the ancestral level.
The only thing that made him feel a little relieved was that his sword intent and ancestral skills could still be used. For the time being, there was not much of a problem for him to protect himself.
Running between the vines was no less dangerous than running before.
Every vine, which could easily destroy a half-martial ancestor, waved wildly like tentacles.
After a few exchanges, the group of nearly two hundred prisoners was reduced to less than ten people.
"Persevere. As long as we persevere, the rest of them will go down the pit, and we will live!" The thin figure that had appeared beside Jian Wushuang reminded in a deep voice, "Follow me, and I will guarantee your survival!"
Jian Wushuang smiled quietly, "Save your life first, then talk about other things."
"You don't believe me?" The thin figure's gaze focused.
Jian Wushuang said again, "Of course I believe you, but no one can protect themselves here, right?"
The thin figure did not speak again. After glancing at Jian Wushuang, his figure disappeared into the vines like a ghost.
Jian Wushuang was also fully focused on avoiding the attacks of the vines.
When the last scream came to an abrupt end, there were only two people left above the abyss.
One was Jian Wushuang, and the other was naturally the thin figure.
Although he could not see his cultivation level in the current situation, Jian Wushuang could vaguely sense that the thin figure was not an ordinary half-martial ancestor.
The two of them looked at each other from afar, and then nodded in tacit understanding. Jian Wushuang then asked, "How much longer do we have to persevere?"
The thin figure slowly raised a finger.
"A day?"
"No, a year."
"What, a year?"
The thin figure smiled strangely, "Only after this big guy has eaten his fill and fallen into a deep sleep will they let the other teams mine. That will be the best time for us to escape!"
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