Chapter 68 Anyone who breathes heavily while talking should die!



The entrance to the dungeon is like an upside-down Santa hat. The further you go along the corridor, the larger the space becomes.

Until she saw a few clusters of blue flames flickering at the end of her vision, Tu Nian knew that this meant she was about to officially reach the interior of the dungeon.

In order to imprison the most vicious and evil people, the interior of the dungeon is built with forbidden spirit stones, just like the Endless Tower. The concentration of elements here is weakened by a unique method. If you do not have the order from the sect leader Yuqing to protect you, your strength will be greatly reduced after entering this place.

Due to the lack of fire element, the blue flames used for lighting are all netherworld fires that rely on Yin wood. The flame temperature is low and is accompanied by a strong Yin energy. Because of this, the air in the dungeon has a distinct musty smell.

Until the light of the nether fire was bright enough to illuminate the surroundings, Tu Nian carefully put away the firefly grass. For a moment, only the clusters of nether fire were swaying in the dark stone chamber, illuminating the stone walls and the ground into an eerie blue-green.

Each cluster of nether fire represents an occupied cell.

Looking around, the blue flame seemed to have no boundaries, extending far to the invisible end. Tu Nian looked at it, and an indescribable horror rose in his heart.

One can imagine how many so-called "evildoers" of the Yuqing Sect are imprisoned here.

Walking along the blue corridor, Tu Nian searched cell after cell, but found that the people imprisoned in these cells had all died tragically.

There was no sound in the cell, and the situation could not be seen clearly. All one could make out were those lifeless bodies, black and blending into the stone slabs.

As more and more cells like this appeared, Tu Nian's originally calm heart suddenly began to feel uneasy.

Were all these people placed outside the dungeon, or was this the fate of all those who entered the dungeon?

Just as she continued to check the cell with such uneasiness, suddenly, some faint moaning sounds entered her ears.

She was startled, and after making sure she had heard correctly, she hurriedly followed the direction of the sound. Sure enough, in a cell not far away, she saw a slowly moving black shadow.

She was overjoyed and immediately grabbed the bars outside the cell. "Brother, has anyone been brought here recently?"

“Uh, uh…”

"The man was about seventeen or eighteen, short, and wearing a koji-colored linen shirt!"

“Uh, uh…”

Tu Nian's anxious voice echoed between the stone walls, but all she got in response was a faint, hoarse moan.

"He seems unable to speak." Bo Qiu said.

"Is he mute?"

When Tu Nian was reminded of this, he immediately thought of this possibility.

She quickly took out the fluorescent grass from the mustard seed, intending to use the light to communicate with the man through gestures, but after seeing the situation in the cell clearly, her face changed instantly.

"vomit……"

Barely suppressing the urge to scream, she staggered back to the first cluster of netherfire. Then, not caring whether the stone wall of the dungeon was dirty, she leaned against it and began to retch.

Bo Qiu, who was hanging on her waist, had the opportunity to see it and could fully understand her reaction at this moment.

The people in that cell can no longer be called human beings.

It was imprisoned by an iron chain as thick as a forearm, its entire body was purple and green, and covered with twisted veins.

It was like a piece of rotten meat, covered with filthy blood foam, lying limply on a chopping board covered with blood and moss, and a hoarse groan continued to come from somewhere.

It would have been fine if it just looked scary, but after Tu Nian took that look, he felt as if he had suddenly fallen into a pool of cold, slippery mucus.

The nausea and sinking feeling that penetrated deep into her bones drained all her strength in an instant, making the retching action extremely painful. After several times, she almost suffocated.

Seeing that she had been vomiting for a long time and still hadn't stopped, and even her face began to turn pale, Bo Qiu immediately realized that something was wrong. He jumped down from her waist and landed in her palm.

"Circulate spiritual energy into the blood seal."

As he finished speaking, the entire blade of his sword lit up with a faint but very pure red light.

Tu Nian endured the discomfort and gripped the hilt of the sword tightly, and injected spiritual power into the blood seal as he said. A warmth soon arose at her tailbone, spreading along her meridians to her limbs and bones, gradually dispelling the terrible discomfort brought by that glance.

Holding the sword to support herself on the ground, it took her a long time to recover. Recalling the glance just now, she was still frightened.

"What's with that thing? I just took a look at it and it became so powerful?" Tu Nian asked, his voice trembling uncontrollably.

"It's because of the Hellfire."

As the sword light slowly dissipated, Bo Qiu said in a deep voice, "The Nether Fire is placed here not only for illumination, but also to suppress Yang energy. Anyone who stays in a place like this for a long time will be invaded by Yin energy and eventually become like that."

"That person's body is already filled with Yin Qi. With nowhere to go, the Yin Qi has accumulated into filthy things. When you glanced at him, those filthy things sensed the essence of the living being and naturally attached themselves to him."

"No, we absolutely cannot delay like this."

Tu Nian muttered something, straightened his body with great effort, and looked at Bo Qiu intently, "Brother Jian, can you lend me a hand?"

She really couldn't imagine how horrible it would be if Xu Ziqiao appeared in front of her in such a half-human, half-ghost appearance.

Bo Qiu didn't know how he could help her, and asked doubtfully, "What do you want me to do?"

Tu Nian pursed his lips, "Third Senior Brother has the purest fire spiritual root."

"oh?"

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