Xie Tian knew that no matter where he was going, there was a place he could not avoid.
Rakshasa Prison.
Xie Tian did not know much about Rakshasa Prison.
The only thing he knew was what Chu Tiankuo told him. Supreme Beings did not dare to enter Rakshasa Prison. Only the strongest Immortal Venerable in the Immortal Domain could enter and leave alive.
Moreover, there was a prerequisite for entering and leaving alive — don't be caught by the Rakshasa Emperor.
When Luo Jiao appeared and was chased by Dark Blade, Xie Tian communicated with Evil Moon and released two people.
Luo Xiao and Luo Xiuxiu.
Luo Xiuxiu, the monarch of the Compass Clan and Luo Chong Clan, had a relatively high status.
After Xie Tian defeated the Army God Valley, Luo Xiuxiu was captured by Dark Blade, her cultivation was sealed, and she became Xie Tian's monarch slave.
Luo Xiao, the descendant of Rakshasa of Luo Chong Clan who stayed in the Three Realms, had an extremely low status.
After Luo Xiuxiu was captured, Luo Xiao, who was carrying Mister Feng's body, took the initiative to find Xie Tian.
Even his master, the monarch of Rakshasa, Luo Xiuxiu, could not escape from Xie Tian. He felt that it was a good move to take the initiative.
Regardless of their status, when the two saw Xie Tian, they could not help but kneel.
"Look back."
When the two heard this, their knees stiffened, and they looked back timidly.
"Rakshasa Prison!"
The hope in Luo Xiuxiu's heart quickly turned into a high-pitched scream, accompanied by her figure rushing to the end of the Emperor's passage!
Bang!
A long-awaited fist hit Luo Xiuxiu's abdomen. Her rushing figure bent like a cooked shrimp and flew back to Xie Tian's feet.
Hearing the words "Rakshasa Prison", Luo Xiao was equally excited.
However, facing Xie Tian, he did not dare to move.
If they moved, they would end up like Luo Xiuxiu, clutching their stomachs and screaming miserably.
This punch finally allowed Luo Xiuxiu to regain the feeling of a slave girl. After wailing, she crawled at Xie Tian's feet and begged in fear, "Xie Tian, I was wrong. I won't dare to do it again …"
"Talk about Rakshasa, talk about Rakshasa Prison."
As far as Xie Tian knew, Rakshasa was very powerful.
After all, the Dark Blade had said that not even the Evil Emperor could fight against the Rakshasa Tribe.
However, the Rakshasa mentioned by Luo Xiuxiu was even more powerful.
Even though what she knew was equally one-sided and narrow.
The origin of the Rakshasa tribe was too distant for Luo Xiuxiu.
For as long as she could remember, she had lived in Rakshasa Prison, cultivating from a young age, obeying the King, the Emperor, and the Emperor, swearing to turn the entire universe into the Rakshasa Tribe's territory.
The Rakshasa tribe's cultivation was similar to that of cultivators, but it was also different. They had their own standards of aptitude.
This aptitude not only limited their cultivation potential, as well as the height they could reach in the future, but it also limited their appearance.
If one's aptitude was not good enough, they would need to cultivate hard to take human form, and they might not even be able to do so for the rest of their lives.
The opposite was also true.
And the youngest of the Rakshasa with extremely high aptitude might be born in human form.
According to the Rakshasa tribe's tradition, such people were destined to become monarchs. So regardless of their background, such people would become direct descendants of the Rakshasa Tribe.
Luo Xiuxiu was such a person.
Hearing Luo Xiuxiu's introduction of Xie Tian, a drop of Rakshasa King's blood suddenly appeared on his fingertip.
"Your aptitude comes from the blood essence?"
Luo Xiuxiu shuddered, but she did not dare to hide anything. She immediately answered obediently, "Yes, the purity of the Rakshasa tribe's blood essence is closer to the Rakshasa Ancient Ancestor, the higher the aptitude."
Xie Tian frowned, "The Rakshasa Ancient Ancestor?"
"He is the ancestor of my Rakshasa Tribe."
"In the Rakshasa Prison?"
Hearing this, the extremely obedient Luo Xiuxiu could not help but raise her head and quickly glance at Xie Tian.
In this glance, Luo Xiuxiu's extremely rare shock and a trace of contempt, even though she feared Xie Tian to the core.
"If the Rakshasa Ancient Ancestor is still alive, there will be no more eras after the ancient times."
Xie Tian finally understood the reason why she despised him.
"I wonder if the Rakshasa Ancient Ancestor or the Great Emperor is stronger …"
"The Nine Heavens still exist. If the Rakshasa Ancient Ancestor is so powerful, why is he not here …"
…
Suppressing some guesses that did not know the immensity of heaven and earth, Xie Tian raised his chin and gestured for Luo Xiuxiu to continue.
"The Rakshasa Prison is the home of Rakshasa. The entire world is endless, but only Rakshasa and some wild beasts survive …"
"The Rakshasa Tribe uses essence and blood as their power and feeds on cultivators. They do not need to comprehend heaven and earth. The essence and blood that flows in their bodies contain the cultivation gifts from the Rakshasa Ancient Ancestor …"
"The cultivation of a cultivator is divided into four realms of cultivation and three realms to comprehend the Heavenly Dao. The cultivation of the Rakshasa Tribe is only for pure essence and blood. When attacking, they use essence and blood to drive the spiritual energy of heaven and earth …"
"The purer the essence and the closer it is to the Ancient Ancestor, the stronger the essence and the greater the gift from the Ancient Ancestor …"
"The entire Rakshasa Prison traverses the three realms, connecting the Lower Realm, the Immortal Realm, and even two Divine Realms …"
…
Following Luo Xiuxiu's narration, an extremely strange world appeared in Xie Tian's mind.
This expanse of heaven and earth was like a bloody blade that descended from the heavens and pierced fiercely into the universe he resided in.
Below the blood knife was the Lower Realm where he had lived for more than 20 years.
In the middle of the blood knife were the Four Major Immortal Realms above his head.
The upper part of the blood knife was the Two Divine Realms that he was not qualified to think about or inquire about.
Suddenly, four words appeared in Xie Tian's mind.
These four words were the basic impression he had of the Rakshasa Prison that he was about to enter —
Traverse the universe.
As soon as these four words came out, Xie Tian suddenly had the urge to suck in a breath of cold air.
"This is the Rakshasa Prison …"
The end of the Emperor's passage fell into silence.
In the silence, the Dark Blade was still chasing the Sovereign who subdued Luo Jiao in a faraway place.
Xie Tian was objectively evaluating the world he was about to go to.
After a long time, Luo Xiuxiu could not help but speak.
"Evil, Xie Tian …"
Xie Tian's blood-red eyes instantly regained clarity, and he looked at Luo Xiuxiu in Silence.
Luo Xiuxiu's throat wriggled a little, and she hurriedly lowered her head, mustering up the courage to ask in a low voice, "You, you want to go to Luo …"
"Yes."
Swoosh!
Luo Xiuxiu suddenly looked up, her expression extremely stunned.
"Not only me," Xie Tian looked at the two of them and suddenly smiled, "You two also want to go."
The scene became quiet again.
No matter how the two of them tried to hide it, Xie Tian could easily sense the ecstasy in their hearts.
"Master, Luo Xiuxiu is willing to lead the way for you."
"Master Xie Tian, Luo Xiao is willing to work hard for you!"
Xie Tian smiled, "I'd like to hear, why are you so confident to escape from me?"
Xie Tian's calm laughter made the two of them think of Xie Tian's various terrifying past.
"However, in front of the Rakshasa Prison, these horrors are so laughable!"
However, just as Luo Xiuxiu was sneering in her heart, she suddenly felt a monstrous pressure descend!
This pressure came from her race!
It came from the Rakshasa Sovereign whom she needed to prostrate herself and even worship!
As soon as the noble and inviolable pressure came out, the mixed race descendant Luo Xiao's flesh and blood all over his body exploded, and he immediately fainted from serious injuries.
Luo Xiuxiu resisted the pressure, raised her cracked eyes with difficulty, and looked at the source of the pressure.
The source was on the index finger of Xie Tian's right hand.
It was also a drop of blood essence.
But it was no longer the Rakshasa King's.
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