Jiang Huan said that he had just come out of Zhaohua Palace at that time and was planning to have some fun, but he didn't expect that he would be targeted by someone just because he saw something unfair.

A group of men in black surrounded him. In front of them, his self-proclaimed magic skills that made him invincible were nothing but child's play.

As expected, he was arrested. When the other party asked him about the location of Zhaohua Palace, he of course swore to death that he would never tell anyone.

Then he was locked up here without knowing why. The other party might have forgotten about him, and he was locked up for several years.

Therefore, he didn't know where this place was or who was manipulating it behind the scenes.

Ji Xingzhi listened to Jiang Huan's words patiently and sorted out the information he learned from Jiang Huan. That is to say, this dungeon was originally for people with spiritual powers, but recently several ordinary people have been imprisoned here. So, could Su Yang be here too?

After careful consideration, Ji Xingzhi rejected her own guess. When she was on Guanshui Peak, she clearly heard Hua Li say that Su Yang was well taken care of, but had no freedom. So Su Yang couldn't be here.

Ji Xingzhi nodded thoughtfully, then asked, "Did you escape?"

Jiang Huan smiled again, but this time there was a hint of fatigue in his smile: "Why not? But I can't even open this iron door."

Ji Xingzhi couldn't help but wonder: "Don't you know magic?"

Jiang Huan found a random spot to sit against the wall, tidying up his hair, which wasn't at all messy, and said, "To be honest, this dungeon is enchanted. Even if two hundred of us used magic at the same time, we couldn't move an inch here. It's impossible to escape, not in this lifetime."

For some reason, Ji Xingzhi wanted to laugh when she heard what Jiang Huan said, but she held it back. After all, this was a serious matter.

So, Ji Xingzhi changed the subject: "The smell here is so bad, do you always come here like this? Won't you get sick?"

Being in such a closed space for a long time and breathing such heavily polluted air without getting sick, Ji Xingzhi couldn't help but suspect that the people here had mutated.

In fact, to ordinary people, they are indeed mutated. People who possess spiritual power and magic have much stronger resistance and anti-aging abilities than ordinary people.

Jiang Huan didn't hide anything and told the truth, "It hasn't always been like this. Two months ago, an ordinary man came and resisted for a month before 'committing suicide'. His body is still in the cell. He was badly injured when he came in, and the wounds must have rotted away by now."

Ji Xingzhi nodded slightly and sat down next to Jiang Huan without any hesitation. Putting these issues aside, the two of them could be considered to be in the same boat.

"Jiang Huan, what is your relationship with Jiang Ling?" Ji Xingzhi asked.

Jiang Huan was slightly stunned, his expression a little dazed: "It's been a long time since I heard such a familiar name."

After the words fell, Jiang Huan came back to his senses and said, "He is my brother... and not really."

Hearing this, Ji Xingzhi couldn't help but wonder: "Yes and no? What does it mean?"

Jiang Huan was silent for a moment and said, "We can't get out anyway, so it doesn't hurt to tell you."

Jiang Huan paused and fell into memories. His eyes became distant as he looked outside the iron gate. He seemed to have seen something interesting, and a smile gradually appeared on his face.

Jiang Huan said, "Jiang Ling is the youngest child of the Jiang family, and he has the lowest generational status. He is very smart, and his talent for magic is the highest in the Jiang family. He is also very handsome, so he is quite popular with everyone."