She reached out and touched the wall, and her fingertips penetrated the seemingly intact wall, bringing out a wisp of black mist that was as sticky as a living thing.

Li Lingge knew much more about formations than Yin Shuiyue, so he could tell at a glance that the two of them were in a formation.

"The Great Formation of Stealing the Sky and Substituting the Day!"

He raised his hand and summoned the Chaos Divine Fire, but the flame was swallowed by the black mist as soon as it touched the wall.

The entire room had sunk a hundred feet into the ground at this moment, and countless struggling faces appeared on the surrounding walls, emitting silent shrill laughter.

Yin Shuiyue tried to break out through the window, but found that the window was like an illusion and his palm went straight through it.

The familiar night scene outside the window was no longer there, but a bloody void.

"It's useless." Li Lingge calmly sat back in his seat. "This is the Nine Netherworld Sinking Formation, a secret of the Divine Prison. We are already in the interspace."

"Divine Prison?" Yin Shuiyue turned to look at Li Lingge, "Ghost Princess?!"

As she spoke, the room suddenly shook violently!

boom!

With a muffled sound, the room finally stopped sinking.

All the ghost faces on the wall froze, and then dissipated like smoke.

The original wooden door had turned into a rusty iron fence. From outside the door came the sound of chains dragging on the ground and faint shrill wails.

Yin Shuiyue's pupils suddenly shrank: "Why did it stop suddenly?"

Li Lingge stood up with a flick of his sleeves, but a dangerous smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Because we have already arrived at the Divine Prison."

Outside the iron fence, the voice of the ghost princess came along with a foul smell.

"Li Lingge, are you ready with your soul?"

She knew very well that it would be difficult to take action outside, so she brought Li Lingge directly to the Divine Prison.

Once you enter the Divine Prison, there is no way out.

The moment Li Lingge opened the door, a rotten and cold smell hit him in the face.

Outside the door, it was no longer the quiet and peaceful courtyard of the Fuyao Sect, but a world as red as blood.

The sky was a solidified blood color, with no sun, moon, or stars, only thick dark clouds.

Occasionally, a few purple-black flashes of lightning flashed through the clouds, but strangely, there was no thunder, as if this world was deprived of sound.

The ground was covered with gray-white bone sand, and each grain of sand was a tiny piece of bone, which made a teeth-grinding sound when stepped on.

In the distance, countless rusty iron chains hung down from the clouds, with various cages hanging at the ends of the chains, and curled up mummies could be seen in some of the cages.

Crash!

The sound of heavy chains being dragged came from a distance. Three skeletons wearing tattered black robes were dragging a prison cart slowly forward. A vague figure was curled up in the cart, with black nails stuck all over his body.

Yin Shuiyue's pupils suddenly shrank: "Is that a bone-eating nail?!"

Legend has it that this torture device is specifically designed to target the soul, and each nail can cause people to suffer excruciating pain.

What was even more bizarre was that a hundred feet to the left of the two men stood a tall black tower made of skulls.

The tower was densely inlaid with countless eyeballs, which were still moving, staring at the two people who suddenly appeared.

"Fresh flesh and blood!"

A hoarse whisper came from the bottom of the tower, and a scarlet tongue slowly stretched out and licked the skulls on the lowest level.

Yin Shuiyue's scalp felt a little tight. The Nine Yin Holy Body was actually suppressed severely here, and the flow of divine power in the body was sluggish.

The fog in front suddenly surged, and a figure three meters tall slowly appeared.

It was a giant wearing a bronze mask with the ancient Chinese character "Yu" engraved on it.

It held a human skin lantern in its left hand and dragged a barbed iron chain in its right hand. A hoarse voice came from behind the mask.

"The criminals Li Lingge and Yin Shuiyue...are being taken to the Soul-Stripping Palace by order of the prison master."

As it spoke, countless dark green torches suddenly lit up around them. Under the light of the fire, the two could see clearly.

Yin Shuiyue sucked in a breath of cold air, and the Nine Yin Holy Body started to move spontaneously, condensing a layer of ice crystal armor on the surface of the body.

Li Lingge suddenly chuckled, and a bit of chaotic fire appeared at his fingertips.

"There's a hint. I didn't expect that the Divine Prison would keep such a pet."

Gui Ji jumped onto the bronze giant's shoulder and played with the soul lamp in her hand.

"Li Lingge, welcome to the Divine Prison."

Li Lingge didn't seem nervous at all, he just spoke calmly.

"I want to know where the Hongmeng root is?"

"After I extract your spirit soul, I will take you to see the Hongmeng root." Gui Ji waved her hand, "Take them to the Soul Peeling Palace."

The bronze giant's huge hand, which covered the sky and the sun, grabbed down with a bang. The pressure of the God Emperor realm was like the collapse of the sky, and the entire space of the God Prison trembled!

Yin Shuiyue groaned, and the protective ice crystals of the Nine Yin Holy Body shattered instantly, and her knees bent uncontrollably.

"Kneel down!"

The giant's hoarse voice carried the power of a decree from heaven. Every word turned into a tangible golden rune, deeply imprinted in the void.

Blood oozed from the corners of Yin Shuiyue's mouth, the divine power in her body completely stagnated, and even her fingertips could not move at all!

Just as the giant palm was about to touch Li Lingge, he whispered two words.

"Formation!"

Li Lingge formed seals with his hands, and wherever his fingertips passed, the void was torn into seven brilliant galaxy-like cracks like cloth!

Rumble!

A vast formation with a diameter of a thousand feet suddenly lit up under his feet. The formation pattern was outlined by flowing stars, and the phantoms of seven ancient stars suppressed the center of the formation.

The Star-Shifting Formation!

As his mental power increased, the range of the Dou Zhuan Xing Yi Formation had already expanded.

From the moment the bronze giant appeared, he was already within the range of his formation.

The moment the bronze giant's palm touched the array light, the power that was enough to crush the stars suddenly disappeared like a drop in the ocean.

What's even more terrifying is that the vast and abysmal cultivation of the God Emperor within its body turned into a dark golden torrent visible to the naked eye, rushing madly along its giant arms towards the center of the formation!

"What?!"

The bone flute in Gui Ji's hand fell to the ground. Her scarlet eyes stared at the formation, and her delicate body trembled uncontrollably.

She had never seen a formation that could deprive others of their cultivation, and it could even deprive those at the Divine Emperor level of their cultivation. Did such a formation really exist?

"roar!"

The giant let out an earth-shaking roar and tried to pull back, but found that his entire arm was entangled in star chains.

Those chains were condensed from pure starlight, and each link was engraved with the inscription of the Great Dao, which was drawing out its original power at a terrifying speed!