"However, isn't it too casual to imprison a demon king with an ordinary stone door that can be easily shattered with just a slap?"
Shangyue looked at Long Qianjue meaningfully.
He thought he had hidden it well, but Shangyue saw it all. Black iron, it can't be crushed, right?
"Hmph!" Long Qianjue turned his head away, but raised his chin in a haughty manner, saying disdainfully, "What's so strange about this? With pillows of gold, silver, and jade in the Heavenly Yu, and food and drink from the Holy Abyss, it's already a luxury for such a small prison to produce two bars of over ten thousand year old black iron."
"Haha!" Shangyue just smiled and said nothing, without breaking the thin paper.
She walked around and saw that the stone walls were interlocking with each other, and there seemed to be no extra doors.
Long Qianjue said impatiently, "Don't look. I've been here for five years. I know how many doors this hole has better than you do. Now there's only this one door. It's up to you whether you want to come in or not."
As he spoke, Long Qianjue smashed the stone door with one palm, causing gravel to fly everywhere and dust to rise.
As the dust gradually settled, a man in red sat in front of the narrow and dark stone path. His face was charming, but revealed a deathly silence.
His gaze lingered on Shangyue, and he tilted his head slightly, revealing a smile that was both eerie and charming.
Cang Huai's face was full of smiles, and there was a hint of pride in his voice: "Girl, I didn't expect that you and I would be so destined to meet!"
Shangyue widened her eyes, looking at the scene in front of her, feeling a little bit unbelievable.
This man did not take his fellow disciples away, nor did he escape from the Holy Prison. Instead, he waited here calmly for her to appear.
Even if it's to rescue Cang Yu, it shouldn't have to be this bad, right?
Last month, I began to wonder when she had committed such a crime.
What kind of deep hatred could make the other party pursue him so relentlessly?
What Shangyue didn't know was that just when she pushed open the strange door to escape Canghuai, Canghuai also broke in without hesitation.
The moment Cang Huai pushed open the door, the situation was different from what he experienced last month. He did not reach the depths of the prison where Long Qianjue was imprisoned.
What appeared before his eyes was a dark and gloomy prison, with the air filled with a sickening smell of blood.
Cang Huai turned around and saw that the door he came from had disappeared.
He looked puzzled, and thinking of Shangyue running away in front of him, his face turned grim and he quickly stepped forward.
When he stepped into the prison, he immediately felt a strong murderous aura.
His eyes met those of a fifth-level ferocious beast, which immediately stopped chewing.
The ferocious beast opened its eyes wide and stared at him fiercely, as if evaluating the value of its prey.
Then, the ferocious beast looked at the person who came and let out a low growl, revealing its sharp fangs, and blood and mucus flowed out of its mouth.
The ferocious beast's sharp claws crushed the white animal bones on the ground and launched an attack on Canghuai.
"There's no need to compare. The fresh flesh and blood of this tiny human in front of me is much more delicious than the rotten meat in this prison that's almost infested with maggots."
The beast that had been imprisoned for five hundred years thought so, and he felt that the pretty boy in front of him was making him salivate even more.
It let out a loud cry and rushed towards the locust tree impatiently.
A sneer appeared on Canghuai's lips, and a cunning light flashed in his eyes. He did not dodge or evade, but drew out his sword and slashed at the beast's forehead.
Its steps suddenly stopped, and its already rough fur stood up in alertness.
Sensing the absolute power gap, it turned around and ran backwards without any hesitation.
"Have you given me face? A small beast, you dare to think of eating me?"
Cang Huai's voice echoed in the prison, and the pressure of the Demon Lord Realm came like an overwhelming force, like a dense and fine net, trapping the ferocious beast in it, leaving it with no escape.
The ferocious beast let out an earth-shaking roar in unwillingness, and the fifth-level spiritual power in its body was stimulated. Its entire body was instantly surrounded by powerful energy, and it quickly grew to five times its size at a speed visible to the naked eye.
There was a wild light in its eyes, as if it was making its last struggle.
However, facing Cang Huai's strength comparable to that of the great immortals in the upper fairyland, the tiny fifth-level monster was easily crushed like a Spirit Emperor, and its resistance seemed so insignificant.
Cang Huai just waved his hand lightly, and the pressure from the Demon Lord realm swept over again like a storm, instantly suppressing the power of the ferocious beast.
The beast's body began to tremble under the pressure, its originally ferocious posture became helpless, the light of its fifth-level spiritual power gradually dimmed, and its body slowly shrank to its original size.
"It's over. I don't have time to waste with you."
The sword in Cang Huai's hand flashed, and the ferocious beast in front of him seemed to be cut off by an invisible sharp blade, its body instantly split into two, deader than dead.
Canghuai searched the prison, but found only broken bones and rocks, and no trace of Shangyue.
He raised his eyebrows slightly, found a door, and left the prison.
Cang Huai searched the prison carefully, but found no trace of last month except for the broken bones and scattered rocks.
He raised his eyebrows slightly, his eyes sharp as a knife, and finally locked onto a door hidden in the dark. Then he flashed and walked out of the door silently, leaving this dark and damp place.
Cang Huai returned to the dark and strange door again. A thought flashed in his eyes. After three breaths, he pushed the door open again.
This time he unexpectedly returned to the dungeon. He was slightly stunned and looked displeased.
When Cang Yu, who was lying limply on the terrace, saw him, his face immediately showed joy.
"Canghuai, for the sake of our fellow sect friendship, please let me out first." Cangyu pleaded. He really didn't want to stay in this shabby place any longer, waiting for death to come.
He didn't understand why Cang Huai would rather give up saving him and go after the little disciple. It was simply missing the point and was meaningless.
His fellow disciple was just as the rumors said, behaving strangely and making him hard to understand.
Cang Huai nodded slightly, as if he didn't want to waste any more time. He threw the monster's corpse on the ground to the center of the terrace, turned around and left cleanly.
Cang Yu was shocked. He felt that his fellow senior brother was unreasonable. Was he not going to care about him anymore?
However, he had finally escaped from the water dungeon and did not have time to think too much. Cang Yu could not wait to escape from the water dungeon and chased after Cang Huai.
Cang Yu was seriously injured, like a candle swaying in the wind. He took two steps and then leaned against the wall to catch his breath.
The magic array of the Holy Prison was like a dragnet. Now, his weak struggle was like a baby waving his fists to try to push away a boulder. It was useless.
In order to escape from these heavy confinements and walk out of the abyss alive, he realized that he could only rely on his fellow senior brother - Cang Huai.
However, Cang Yu didn't know that it was his current decision and thoughts that caused him to die here early.
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