There were men and women, old and young, and almost every one of them had a look of despair and dejection on their faces.
After all, even a powerhouse at the Wu Sheng Realm would be no different from an ordinary person if their hands and feet were shackled.
Some of these people had been imprisoned for most of their lives, and their desire to live had long been extinguished. They wanted to seek death, but they did not even have the chance to do so when they were shackled to the cross.
After all, the third level locked up prisoners who were half a step away from the Wu Sheng Realm, so the strength of the troops stationed here was terrifying.
Among them, there were 100,000 ordinary prison guards who were at the low or middle level of the King Wu Realm.
There were also 5,000 elite prison guards who were at the low or middle level of the Martial Ancestor Realm.
As for the prison guards on this level, although there were only 10 of them, each of them was at least at the Level Seven Wu Huang Realm, not to mention the third level's most powerful leader, who had reached the Level Nine Wu Sheng Realm.
When Lin Yun had stepped into the third level, he had felt a scorching gaze on him. Without thinking, Lin Yun knew that it was the third level's most powerful leader.
Finally, at a certain moment, Lin Yun saw a familiar figure in a cell not far away.
The figure was in a sorry state, with disheveled hair and covered in wounds. However, Lin Yun could still recognize him at a glance. It was Ye Shenghui!
"Old Ye!" Lin Yun shouted.
When he heard the two words "Old Ye", the weak figure in the cell not far away suddenly shivered. After a long time, he turned his head in disbelief.
"You … you … Sect Leader!" Ye Shenghui's eyes were filled with shock. Then, his eyes turned red. When he saw Lin Yun, all the abuse, humiliation, and haze that he had suffered during this period were swept away.
Sometimes, the friendship between men did not need to be said. Just a look was enough for them to understand each other.
Ye Shenghui saw a trace of guilt in Lin Yun's eyes.
That trace of guilt came from the depths of his heart. He blamed himself for Seijen's death, and it also came from this group of people who believed in him, but now they had become prisoners.
Lin Yun took a deep breath and revealed a rare smile.
At least, Ye Shenghui was still alive.
The conversation between Ye Shenghui and Lin Yun also attracted the attention of others.
A weak voice came from a cell to the right of Lin Yun.
"You … you're Sect Leader Lin … Sect Leader Lin, you're still alive!"
Lin Yun looked in the direction of the voice and saw a three-meter-tall, dark-green figure that looked like a human-shaped shark.
"You are …" Lin Yun couldn't remember, but he felt that the person in front of him was somewhat familiar.
"Sect Leader Lin, it's me … Patriarch of the Deep Sea Giant Demon Clan, Wu Chou. I have a 50-50 chance!"
Upon hearing this person's words, Lin Yun suddenly realized that this person was the clan leader of one of the three major sea clans of the Sea King Island and a subordinate of the Sea King.
"It's Sect Leader Lin!"
"What? He's actually still alive? "
"Why is he also locked up here …"
For a moment, there were several voices in the cell. These voices came from the higher-ups of the Sea King Island.
"The Sea King Island was also captured?" Looking at the people of the Sea King Island, Lin Yun immediately understood.
Wu Chou nodded his head and lamented, "Even our Island Lord has become a prisoner."
"The Sea King is imprisoned on the fourth floor?" Lin Yun didn't feel the aura of the Sea King, but with the realm of the Sea King Level Eight Wu Sheng, he should be imprisoned on the fourth floor of the "mantle prison."
Wu Chou nodded and lamented, "Sect Leader Lin, why are you also locked up here … We've heard about your matter. When the Island Lord heard of your death, he was very sad. He must be very happy to know that you're still alive."
"It's a long story." Lin Yun didn't explain too much. Was he going to say that he wanted to break into the prison?
When he passed through the second floor, he had already determined Yasuo's position, but Yasuo didn't notice him at that time.
"Sect Leader, how are the others?" Ye Shenghui asked. This was what he was most worried about. When they were taken away by Dao Ying, Wizard Murong had also told him and Yasuo about his speculations.
Lin Yun was silent for a long time before he replied, "Seijen is dead."
Hearing Lin Yun's words, Ye Shenghui was stunned for a long time. Then he smiled bitterly and said, "Never mind. Ever since his brothers died, Seijen has been talking about accompanying them."
Everyone could hear the unwillingness, anger, and sadness in Ye Shenghui's words.
At this moment, a cold shout suddenly came from the entrance of the long corridor.
"What's all this noise about? Quiet down!"
In the "mantle prison," the jailer's words were like a divine decree. For a moment, everyone was quiet.
Then, three people slowly walked over from the distance. There were two jailers on either side, and the one in the middle was a middle-aged man with a blank and expressionless face.
"Sect Leader Lin, this is the leader of the third floor, Qiu Cao," Wu Chou reminded.
Qiu Cao went straight to Lin Yun and looked Lin Yun up and down. "You're Lin Yun?"
Qiu Cao's voice was full of dignity, but there was also some doubt in his words.
After all, according to the rumors, Lin Yun was an expert of the Wu Sheng realm, and he was very young.
Now that Qiu Cao had seen Lin Yun with his own eyes, he was indeed a young man in his early twenties. It was indeed a bit surprising that he could possess the strength of the Wu Sheng realm at such a young age.
Lin Yun didn't answer. He just calmly looked at the leader of the third floor.
He had already checked on the way here. This "mantle prison" was not much different from what the Yellow Emperor had described to him.
Now, he had a general idea. He would first rescue Ye Shenghui and the higher-ups of the Sea King Island on the third floor, then sneak into the fourth floor and rescue the Sea King.
After all, the Sea King had taken care of Tu Shenzong a lot, and Lin Yun was a person who could distinguish between kindness and hatred.
However, this Qiu Cao in front of him was not easy to deal with. What Lin Yun needed to consider now was how to rescue Ye Shenghui and the others without alarming Qiu Cao. This was the key.
"Young people really have a bad temper." Qiu Cao sneered and waved his hand. "But in this" mantle prison, "if you're a dragon, you have to coil up, and if you're a tiger, you have to lie down."
"You two, take him to the independent prison in corridor 99."
The two jailers were stunned and asked in confusion, "Sir, there are no prisoners in corridor 99. If we take him there, it will be difficult for our brothers to guard him."
"Just do what I tell you to do. Why are you talking so much nonsense?" Qiu Cao said impatiently. In fact, he also didn't understand, but this order was given by the Holy Lord of Illusions, so he could only do it.
Each floor of the "mantle prison" was huge. There were a total of 99 corridors and countless cells.
Even if there were many prisoners, it was impossible to hold all of them.
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