The old man was the only one in the dark Fiend Prison.
If someone could see this scene, they would definitely find it very strange.
The old man was talking to him, arguing with him.
Sometimes he was angry, sometimes he was in despair, sometimes he was afraid, sometimes he was resentful, and sometimes he was so calm that he was almost indifferent.
Next, the old man started hurting himself.
He used countless supernatural powers to cut himself open, just like those ignorant women in the countryside who wanted to dig out the ghosts in their bodies.
He even employed the Heaven and Earth in a Jar again, turning the Fiend Prison into a small room.
Heaven and earth changed color, thunder and lightning intersected, the earth trembled, and smoke and dust rose. Finally, everything returned to calm.
The old man was covered in blood. He knelt on the ground and held his head. His face kept changing, as if there were two people struggling in a curtain and screaming miserably.
"You can't kill me! Don't kill me! I beg you! I've only lived for several tens of thousands of years. I haven't lived long enough … "
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A voice suddenly rang out not far away.
"Kill it."
The voice was weak but calm.
Another voice rang out.
"Please kill it."
The voice was calm but determined.
Following that, more and more voices rang out in the surroundings.
These people were all the prisoners of the Fiend Prison.
As the Fiend Prison became much smaller, they all came close to it.
No wonder he was once a demonic master and a terrifying demonic cultivator. After experiencing the great changes of the world in a pot, he was still alive.
They were all saying kill it.
Only one expert of the Underworld said something different.
He only hoped that Her Majesty, the King Of The Underworld, could survive.
Like all the other prisoners in the Fiend Prison, he was willing to exchange his life for the death of the Old Dragon.
"Kill it!"
The shouts of the prisoners converged together, forming a rhythmic sound, like an angry war song.
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Another violent earthquake occurred in Zhaoge City.
The water level in the cave that was falling suddenly rose, and countless waterfalls shot out from the cracks.
Bu Qiuxiao and Yue Qianmen flew to a high place and looked down at the ground with a grave countenance. The others had already retreated to a distant place.
The powerful energies in the sky were getting closer to Zhaoge City. Everybody sensed that something shocking was happening.
In the ruins of Taichang Temple, Liu Ada was still squatting on the stone slab with his tail straightened, staring at the cave where the Fiend Prison was located.
The dirty water spread out, and the ground was a mess.
His eyes were as sharp as swords, staring at an unnoticeable place, his tail swaying slightly, ready to strike at any moment.
In a certain corner of the ruins, a very thin black snake was twisting and struggling. Its scales were peeling off, and its body was full of scars.
Bu Qiuxiao, Yue Qianmen, and those figures in the Heavenly Arrival State in the distance didn't notice this.
Liu Ada clawed. He took one step forward soundlessly, attempting to sneak attack.
A hand suddenly reached out from the side, grabbed the back of its neck, and lifted it up.
Cat didn't strike when he see who come. didn 'look at the person, it was not because he had was. but he, not because the King had a that he.
Looking at the approaching person, it did not make a move. Of course, it was not because the face was too beautiful.
Liu Ada was shocked and bewildered, wondering why Jing Jiu didn't ask him to cut the stupid dragon into a few pieces and then eat them when the stupid dragon had turned into a small black snake. Why did Jing Jiu stop him?
Jing Jiu didn't say anything. He held the King in his bosom and walked toward the underground filled with the rain and dust.
The Fiend Prison was surrounded by formations, and they were very hard. It was unclear what method Jing Jiu employed, but he didn't trigger the formations and walked into the underground.
Before he disappeared into the underground, Jing Jiu turned his head around and took a look at the small black snake struggling in the mud.
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The small black snake bounced off the ground and arrived at a height of one thousand feet in the sky, twisting and struggling as it swayed against the wind.
A minute later, the small black snake turned back into the original form of the Old Dragon.
Such a huge object suddenly appeared in the sky above Zhaoge City, bringing along a great deal of strong wind. The roofs of many buildings were blown off, and a great deal of smoke and dust were kicked up.
The huge black dragon was lying in the sky, about ten miles long. It looked like the shadow of the distant dark mountains in the sky, or a gloomy rain cloud.
The Old Dragon was still struggling and rolling around in pain. Once in a while, some of its scales would fall off and land on Zhaoge City, creating deep pits and destroying the houses.
Bu Qiuxiao flew to a higher spot in the sky, looking down at the huge dragon with a grave expression.
Yue Qianmen had also moved to a distant place, his eyes bulging. He intended to help the Great Grandmaster of the Dragon Grandmaster, but he couldn't get close to the dragon.
The Old Dragon was still struggling painfully, but the struggle and pain in his eyes had gradually faded away, becoming a bit numb.
All of a sudden, the dragon's tail waved in the vicinity of the southern part of Zhaoge City and shattered a patch of cloud. He turned around, as if he was about to head toward the north.
"Cultivationists, let's strike now."
The calm and determined voice of Liu Ci, the Sect Master of Aoyama, came down from the sky.
Many important figures, including himself, could tell that the spiritual soul of the Old Dragon had been controlled by the King Of The Underworld, losing his sanity.
If the Old Dragon were allowed to leave Zhaoge City, the King Of The Underworld might have a secret method to escape.
This was something the humans in Chaotian couldn't allow. To prevent the King Of The Underworld from escaping, they had no choice but to kill the Old Dragon.
In the deep end of the lotus cloud, Zen Master uttered the name of Buddha.
In the small green curtain sedan, the Great Grandmaster Shui Yue Nunnery remained silent.
Bu Qiuxiao remained silent.
The Immortal Tan, the Sect Master of Zhongzhou School, remained silent as well.
Silence didn't mean that they had the same opinion. Shui Yue Nunnery's silence indicated his acquiescence; Bu Qiuxiao's silence indicated his reluctance; and the Immortal Tan of Zhongzhou School's silence indicated his opposition.
The Old Dragon was the divine guardian animal of Zhongzhou School and regarded as the Great Grandmaster by the disciples of Zhongzhou School. There was no way he would allow something to happen to the Old Dragon in front of him.
All of a sudden, a cold and slightly dull voice rang out, "Someone escaped from the underground; what happened?"
Hearing this voice, Liu Ci arched his eyebrows slightly, saying nothing.
Zen Master in the lotus cloud fell silent as well.
Bu Qiuxiao let out a self-mocking smile, saying nothing. He thought that since Bai Zhenren was here as well, the attitudes of these people were not important anymore.
Bai Zhenren's Cultivation state and magic prowess were unparalleled in the world, and she was the strongest swordsman in Chaotian, on par with the Sect Master of Aoyama and the others.
She had another identity: the Cultivation partner of the Sect Master of Zhongzhou School.
The whole of Zhaoge City fell silent because of the sudden appearance of Bai Zhenren.
It was because of her identity and temperament, and because she said that someone had escaped from the underground.
An awe-inspiring voice suddenly burst out from the ground.
"Does the Immortal Tan intend to say that the King Of The Underworld has escaped from the underground?"
A flash of golden light rose from the royal palace and reached the sky.
The golden light was dazzling, and it contained a hint of benevolent Zen intent.
As the light faded, the figure of the Emperor was revealed.
The Sect Master of Zhongzhou School and the others greeted him.
No matter what, the Emperor was the nominal ruler of Chaotian, and his Cultivation state was not weaker than those important figures in the Cultivation world.
Liu Ci let out a smile, as if he thought the timing of the Emperor's appearance was quite interesting.
The Emperor looked at a spot in the west and said to Bai Zhenren, who had been hiding the whole time, "If the King Of The Underworld hasn't escaped yet, he must still be inside the body of the Old Dragon. The spiritual soul of the Old Dragon is bewitched. If he escapes from Zhaoge City, all the beings in the world will suffer."
Bai Zhenren didn't show up, nor did he respond to the Emperor. It was evident that he was displeased.
The Old Dragon above Zhaoge City had already turned around slowly.
Yet, the figures in the sky couldn't come up with an opinion.
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