He didn't have much time to waste.
The closer they got to the end of the era, the more things, both big and small, appeared around them. Even though Ye Zichen was busy dealing with all sorts of trivial matters, he still felt overwhelmed.
For a moment, he was somewhat envious of the Great Sage, who'd created ten-thousand-year-old monkeys with a single breath of immortal energy. He was also envious of the Ocean Emperor, who'd separated her divine nascent soul and created an independent clone to help her out.
Ye Zichen couldn't do it. He could only rely on himself.
The news of the Queen Mother of the West made him a little more worried about the situation in the Lower Realm. He needed to solve the problem of the old Devil Emperor as soon as possible. After that, he rushed to the Lower Realm to find out the reason for the abnormal spirit power fluctuations there.
They stepped into the Xue Family's dungeons.
As soon as they entered the dungeon, Ye Zichen and the others sensed a heavy, oppressive aura. It was as if a primordial beast was staring at them. Their bodies involuntarily went on high alert, and all the hairs on their bodies seemed to grow sensitive.
The diviners locked up on the first floor of the dungeon were all terrified and cowering in a corner of the light barrier. When they saw Ye Zichen and Ye Zichen enter, a few of them crawled over and begged to leave the dungeon.
They'd had enough!
In the past, life in the Xue Family's dungeons had been quite pleasant. Although they'd been restricted, their divine cores hadn't been sealed.
They could focus on breaking through their previous shackles and communicate with each other. Quite a few of them had grown stronger than they'd ever imagined.
But in the past six months, the divine power in the dungeons had grown chaotic.
Every so often, they would feel a surging aura coming from below. Even with their cultivation levels, when faced with such violent pressure, they could not even muster the slightest desire to resist. Their entire bodies were wrapped in an invisible fear.
There was no physical torture, but the mental torture was even more torturous for them.
The Venerable Lord of Lingbao had a rare look of pity on his face as he looked at the prisoners in the dungeon, who were on the verge of going crazy. He was someone who'd endured the Demon Emperor's most direct aura for many years. This sort of pressure naturally didn't affect him at all.
Even the Great Sage, Pu Jingwan, Yang Jian, and Ye Zichen could ignore it.
But to these prisoners, who'd yet to become rulers, it was like a poisonous bug eating away at their minds.
"Poor things."
Sighing softly, the Venerable of Lingbao walked up to a few of them. He stretched out his finger and the prisoner, who was kneeling on the ground and trembling with saliva dripping out of his mouth, fell to the ground. There was no sign of life left in him.
"You were killed by him." Ye Zichen and co. looked at him in shock. The Lord of Numinous Treasure didn't deny it, "This person is already beyond saving. Killing him is actually freeing him."
"But this is the Sea of Innocence. Those clans might come knocking on our door."
"What does it have to do with me?"
Venerable Lingbao snorted indifferently. He didn't expect that these experts, who once cherished their lives, would ask for a quick death after seeing Venerable Lingbao give those people a quick death.
When they saw this, Ye Zichen and the others couldn't help but pale. These people were actually asking for death. "Did you see that? Mental torture is sometimes more unbearable than physical torture. Most of these people are on the verge of collapse, but in the face of death, they still need some courage or help. "The Lord of Numinous Treasure looked sympathetically at the prisoners and shook his head." Go down.
I hope you'll be able to communicate with that old geezer down there. That'll save these people's lives. "
Ye Zichen had only taken half a step into the second floor when an aura ten times stronger than the pressure of the first floor washed over him. Yang Jian, the Great Sage, and Pu Jingwan stood in a triangle. They used their divine power to create a space around Ye Zichen, protecting him from the corrosive pressure.
The Lord of Numinous Treasure waved his sleeves, and ripples visible to the naked eye emanated from them.
The pressure in the surroundings was actually driven elsewhere by the ripples he sent out.
Looking at the experts on the second floor of the dungeon, whether they were demons, goblins, or gods, all of them had a common enemy at this time. They were clenching their teeth to resist the erosion of the old Demon Emperor's aura.
In contrast to the chaos of the first floor, they only wanted to die.
The people here had a stronger desire to live, and they were keenly aware of the importance of the sea of consciousness to cultivators.
Everyone arrived at the entrance to the third floor in a few steps. Before they could step down, a violent aura erupted from the entrance. Faced with this aura, even Yang Jian, Pu Jingwan, and Pu Jingwan couldn't help but take a few steps back. After steadying themselves, they stared at the entrance in terror.
The entrance was blood-red.
What greeted them was a blood-red mist. Within it, they could almost make out a pair of blood-red eyes, glinting with eerie blue light. It was like a vicious beast staring down at them from the depths of hell.
Even the Great Sage, who feared nothing in heaven or earth, couldn't help but gulp.
"Yao, scram!"
At that moment, a deafening roar reverberated from the third floor. The entire dungeon seemed to tremble violently under this roar. Gravel and dust constantly fell from the ceiling. Even more shocking, the Great Sage, who'd been resisting the roar, suddenly sprayed blood from his nose and mouth. As if he'd been struck by a sledgehammer, he slammed into a wall a hundred meters away.
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"Monkey!"
Yang Jian and Ye Zichen ran over, but the Great Sage's heavy injuries shattered their iron triangle. Ye Zichen, who'd sensed the Demon Emperor's aura, instantly knelt to the ground.
"Ye-zi."
Yang Jian was stuck between the Great Sage and Ye Zichen. For a moment, he didn't know where to go. At that moment, a cool breeze blew past, and gentle divine power enveloped Ye Zichen. The Venerable of Numinous Treasure landed by his side.
"I almost forgot, that old geezer hates yao the most. You stay here and take care of my good brother. I'll take the old geezer down there. "
"Can I trust you?"
At the end of the day, the Venerable of Numinous Treasure hadn't been with them for long. Yang Jian was worried he'd betrayed them. "This is too disappointing. Even now, you still don't trust me?" The Venerable of Numinous Treasure shook his head. "Then why don't you take him down with you? Do you think you can withstand that old geezer's rage? Stay here and take care of my brother. Hurry up and take him out of this dungeon. Take care of his injuries.
I still look forward to the day when we can steal from the myriad realms! "
"Yang Jian, Jingwan, you two stay here and take care of the Great Sage," said Ye Zichen.
If the Venerable of Numinous Treasure really wanted to deal with him, he would've done so long ago. Given his cultivation, there was no need for him to worry about Yang Jian and the others. Besides, the Great Sage was gravely injured.
"If you dare harm Ye-zi, I won't forgive you for the rest of my life."
Yang Jian glared viciously at the Venerable of Numinous Treasure, then carried the Great Sage away. Pu Jingwan glanced solemnly at Ye Zichen's position, then bit her lip and left the second floor.
"That's more like it!"
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