In all his life, Wu Er had only encountered one person who cultivated through evil thoughts.
That was Fang Tianzhi, who was captured a few days ago, the one who brought Wu Er so many bad memories.
Fang Tian was taken away by Xiao Mingmu. Xiao Mingmu is very vengeful, and it's estimated that Fang Tian's survival is now in question.
But this was no small matter, so Wu Er even sent a telepathic message to his second junior brother to inquire about it.
Upon receiving the telepathic message, Xiao Mingmu replied, "Of course he's alive. I can't let that person die so easily. He's currently in the deepest part of Pengshan Water Prison."
Upon hearing this news, Wu Er, despite disliking seeing Fang Tian, decided to go and meet him anyway.
Even if you don't know if there's any connection between the two, it's still good to meet and check.
It's better to be busy for a while than to miss any possibility.
Pengshan Water Prison – you can tell from the name that it's not a good place.
This place can no longer be considered Pengshan Gate; to be precise, it's another small secret realm.
Using small secret realms as prisons allows you to put all sorts of torturous things inside without worrying about affecting your sect's territory.
And a water prison, of course, requires water.
Of course, the water here is no ordinary water. Ordinary water wouldn't be of much use to cultivators, so this place probably can't be called a water prison anymore.
Wu Er entered through the entrance to the secret realm and arrived at this water prison.
This is a secluded little world. Although there is a light source, it is not bright. The sun here... let's call it the sun for now, emits a grayish-blue light.
The place was neither bright nor dark, but it was covered with a layer of gray, a lifeless gray.
Wu Er hadn't been to this place much, nor did he like coming here.
Upon arriving here, he couldn't help but exclaim, "Everything else has changed, but this place remains the same."
Everything is becoming more developed and civilized, but the way criminals and enemies are treated remains the same.
Wu Er is now standing on a small island. There are many other small islands around it, and besides the islands, there is only water surrounding them.
The water was dark red and had a fishy smell; it looked somewhat like blood, but it was far more terrifying than blood...
This water can penetrate gold and crack stone, corrode bones and damage souls; even cultivators can be harmed by it.
Wu Er glanced at the small island he was standing on. The entire island was made of a single piece of black rock, and there was nothing else besides it. Even if there was anything, it would have been corroded away by the water.
What a disgusting place.
Upon reaching the edge of the island, there stood a small wooden boat, its surface having been tempered countless times with spiritual energy.
This is the only vehicle that can be used in this water dungeon, and Wu Er intends to use it to reach the deepest part.
Although he could fly away, Wu Er didn't really want to fly here.
The view from above is even more nauseating.
Riding in a small wooden boat, Wu Er leisurely traveled through this sea of blood.
A small boat sails through a sea of blood, and along the way, it sees no living creatures, only islands flashing by.
The sounds around me were monotonous, only the roar of the sea of blood and the groans and screams coming from the islands.
Those were the sounds made by the prisoners bound here.
Even without seeing anyone, the sound alone is unbearable. If one were to fly high into the sky and see the miserable state of these prisoners from above, one would probably vomit up their dinner from the night before. Compared to that, choosing to travel by boat is a wise choice.
Fortunately, those imprisoned here are all heinous criminals, so even if they scream in agony, Wu Er won't feel too much psychological burden.
Because these are all deserved punishments.
The small boat traveled for a long time, passing many islands.
Finally, Wu Er arrived at the island at the end of the water prison.
This island was larger than any of the islands we had seen along the way, and it looked like a luxurious prison with a lot of space. Of course, the prisoners there were also treated extremely luxuriously.
We left the sea of blood and disembarked from the small boat.
They went to jail and then to an island.
After arriving on the island, Wu Er paused at the edge for a while before heading in.
This is because he is listening to sounds.
What sound are you listening to?
The sound of screams.
This island is different from the others; there are no screams here.
This is strange. Normally, how could someone who has suffered such cruel torture on this island possibly stop screaming?
Wu Er stopped and walked towards the center of the island.
As you walk into the island, although there are no trees to provide cover, there are many protruding stone pillars on the ground that block your view.
The further you go in, the redder the ground becomes—it's all blood, and it looks very fresh, like it was just collected recently...
After traveling some distance, Wu Er finally saw Fang Tianzhi.
Fang Tianzhi is still alive, but living like this is worse than being dead.
After Fang Tianzhi's remnant soul was captured, Xiao Mingmu began his revenge.
First, they helped Fang Tianzhi reshape his body, or rather, they imprisoned his soul in a body.
This isn't helping him; it's for better torture.
What pleasure can one derive from destroying a broken soul?
Although it is said that torturing a person's soul can cause them to be scattered, sometimes torturing the body can destroy the soul.
Wu Er narrowed his eyes as he looked at Fang Tianzhi.
Fang Tianzhi's eyes were gouged out, his limbs were broken, many of his bones were shattered, his chest was dented, and he had many wounds on his body that were still bleeding.
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