Hu hu hu — — —
The cold wind wreaked havoc, sweeping up snowflakes. The two went against the wind, but in the end, they could only continue on foot. The snow stuck to their black hair, turning it white in an instant.
Huang Xuan's mouth was dry, and she had lost her elegant demeanor. Her lips were cracked, but she persevered. For the sake of her original dream, for the sake of saving the desolate remnant race, she did not even complain about her tiredness.
Ye Qinghan pulled Huang Xuan, his legs as heavy as lead. They had been walking like this for more than a year, and sometimes he even had to carry her on his back. No matter how strong his body was, he would not be able to endure such a barren northern region.
Snowy mountains stood in great numbers. Nature was mystical, and also the most beautiful. Many sparkling and translucent mountain peaks were like the scenery in fairy tales. It was beautiful, but full of danger.
In the far north, countless mountains stood tall, and the peaks formed many ice bridges. Under the reflection of the sunlight, they reflected ten colored divine radiance. It was magnificent.
Just at this time, Huang Xuan suddenly stopped. She turned around and walked a few steps before turning back to look at the northern snowy mountain forest. Her eyes were filled with excitement.
"It should be that mountain range in front. Let's go in and take a look!" Huang Xuan recalled the time when she left. She looked back several times at the Bitter Desolate Prison's entrance, and the scene was almost exactly the same as now.
Ye Qinghan clenched his fist and swallowed another divine pill. He gave Huang Xuan another pill, and quickly pulled her towards the north.
The mountain peak that was right in front of them was actually several hundred li away. The two of them ran for more than two hours before they officially entered the mountain range.
After entering the mountain range, Huang Xuan became more and more excited. She was almost certain that she had been here before.
She raised her head to look at the mountain peak, trying to find that ice bridge. She kept turning back, imitating the scene of the past, hoping to recall her memories. The beautiful Huang Xuan blossomed into a smile, looking even more beautiful.
Ye Qinghan was also looking at the mountain peak, hoping to find that mountain peak. The cold air here was too heavy, and if his soul touched the ice above, he would be easily burned. Therefore, he did not dare to recklessly release his soul. After all, he was not a true Realm Lord yet.
Wuwu — — —
The violent wind crashed against the mountain, forming a rumbling echo. It was deep and heavy, but also somewhat ear-piercing. When it blew on the face, it was like being slapped.
In order to protect Huang Xuan, Ye Qinghan had no choice but to release some energy to protect her. As for himself, he relied on the Feather Spirit Robe to defend himself.
After searching for a few more days in this vast mountain range, they finally found the bridge. It pierced through the universe and stood in the horizon. It was sparkling and translucent, like a gate with the dome of the sky as its top and the mountain as its frame. It was magnificent and grand.
"Senior, this is the place! Last time I was brought out from here, but I don't know how to enter the Bitter Desolate Prison! "Huang Xuan excitedly said.
Ye Qinghan nodded and took a deep breath. He closed his eyes and released a bit of his soul to search for the entrance to the Bitter Desolate Prison.
His movements were extremely careful because the surrounding mountain peak was too cold. Even his Sector Lord soul couldn't touch it. After all, his body was too weak and couldn't withstand too much. It was like an adult possessing a child's body. No matter how strong the soul was, it wouldn't be able to do much.
There was an obvious difference between the fluctuations coming from the entrance of the alternate dimension and the fluctuations coming from outside. Ye Qinghan was carefully searching for the different fluctuations. The nearby mountains were very large. After searching for more than two hours, he finally found the difference.
Boom!
Ye Qinghan punched through the alternate dimension, and another dimension appeared in his line of sight. The Bitter Desolate Prison was right in front of him.
Shua!
Ye Qinghan brought Huang Xuan and entered the Bitter Desolate Prison in a flash.
The Bitter Desolate Prison's periphery was barren. At the exit, there was a sky-piercing energy barrier that blocked the exit. This barrier was personally set up by the Sector Lord. If one wanted to enter and exit freely, they would need a special method.
However, Ye Qinghan pressed his hand on the energy barrier, and his soul fused with the energy barrier. He brought Huang Xuan and quickly entered the real Bitter Desolate Prison.
As soon as they entered the Bitter Desolate Prison, they understood what the Bitter Desolate Prison was. This place was not suitable for living at all. There were no large ferocious birds. The spirit qi was thin, and there were no spirit herbs or spirit medicines. At most, it was suitable for mortals to survive. They only needed food. Here, it was already not bad to grow an Emperor level plant, let alone a Divine level plant.
Those imprisoned here were either war criminals from the other six realms, survivors of the Great Desolate Prison, or unforgivable criminals from the Snow Nation and Divine World. Their cultivation was definitely the highest. Moreover, they had special identities and were not easy to kill. That was why they were imprisoned here. Emperor level spirit medicines were useless to them.
The Bitter Desolate Prison was very large. It was like a small world, almost comparable to an endless star system. However, it was not made up of countless stars. Instead, it was a vast plain.
There were mountains and water, but there was no spirit qi. This was the most fatal aspect.
Many experts lived in the periphery. The environment here was slightly better than the depths.
The racial discrimination here was the most severe. The periphery was the world of the war criminals. The survivors of the Great Desolate Prison were forbidden from entering. They could only suffer in the depths. There were at least some Emperor level spirit medicines and spirit herbs in the periphery. However, there was nothing in the depths. They could only rely on ordinary food to survive.
Day after day, year after year, the advantages of the survivors of the Great Desolate Prison disappeared. After the experts transformed, only the weak remained. Moreover, they would become weaker and weaker.
Ye Qinghan led Huang Xuan on foot. They passed by quite a few villages, most of which were naturally formed because there were still some natives here. They were all mortals. However, ever since the war criminals had been imprisoned here, they had become the slaves of the war criminals. Even the women had become war criminals. As a result, the number of villages had dwindled. Many of the villages had been abandoned, and the mortals were slowly becoming extinct. Some of the mortals had even given up their superior lives in the outer regions to seek refuge with the Remnant Races of the Great Wilderness.
Huang Xuan was quite beautiful, and when she and Ye Qinghan passed by some of the villages, they attracted the attention of the war criminals. However, they didn't know who Ye Qinghan was, so they didn't act rashly. But as time passed, the savagery in their hearts began to erupt, and they wanted to take Huang Xuan away.
One village of war criminals from the Great Desolate Prison sent out a dozen or so experts to block Ye Qinghan. One of them was a Paramount God, while the rest were Giant Gods.
"If you want to live, boy, leave the women behind, and leave the resources behind!" the leader of the Paramount Gods said coldly.
Ye Qinghan stared at this group of people, the corners of his mouth curling up in a cold smile. His figure flickered, and he grabbed the Overgod by the neck and quickly pulled him back to his original position. It was as if the Overgod had voluntarily run into his hands.
The experts from the Great Desolate Prison were stunned, especially the Giant Gods. Their legs trembled as they stared in horror at Ye Qinghan.
The Paramount God stared in shock at Ye Qinghan, not daring to move. He felt as if if he moved, Ye Qinghan could snap his neck and end his life.
"Tell me where the survivors of the Great Desolate Prison are," Ye Qinghan said coldly.
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