"Sigh, how many goods have been delivered today?"
Ningxi murmured curiously, realizing that the passage had finally come to an end.
The underground cliff.
A cold wind blew, and the chains rattled.
Below the cliff, lava was bubbling and gurgling.
Yan Yuan.
Shen Zhuochuan unconsciously tightened his grip on her hand, stunned and frozen in place.
—This is Yan Yuan.
But how could Wutong Mountain be connected to Yan Yuan?
—We must not get any closer. The Flame Abyss can wound the soul and corrode the body.
Song Tingwan frowned upon hearing this.
Yan...Yuan.
It feels so familiar.
The prison that holds the evildoers of the six realms has one entrance located underground at the summit of Cloud Palace, and the other beneath the Flaming Abyss of Phoenix Cliff.
It was also the place where her sister was imprisoned after being wrongly accused in her first life.
But how could this be on Wutong Mountain?
Just then, Ning Xi's hand ignited with a strange flame, which he casually swung into the air.
Then, a cage with chains hanging for tens of meters descended from the sky.
Hanging above the Fiery Abyss.
Below is gurgling lava.
But the people in the cages were all tightly bound by ghostly energy, lying on the ground unconscious.
Ningxi chuckled softly, then moved her fingertips with interest, bringing the cage a little closer to her.
"Let me see, let me see... sigh, how come there are only a dozen or so people? The cages aren't even full."
"How am I supposed to explain this to the Venerable One..."
He seemed dissatisfied, and muttered to himself with a hint of complaint.
Shen Zhuochuan frowned.
I stared at the lava for a long time.
—No, this isn't Yan Yuan, it's Yan Yuan in the form of strange fire and ghostly aura.
He was speechless.
Phoenix Cliff has a fiery abyss, and it is named after the phoenix that was reborn from the ashes.
You guys have also turned Wutong Mountain into a Flame Abyss.
Do you think you're a phoenix, capable of rising from the ashes?
He took it as a joke and sent a playful message to Song Tingwan.
Song Tingwan smiled.
—They actually benefited greatly from this.
This is a staged accident.
Yan Yuan's suppression of countless evildoers is an act of righteousness.
What are you trying to do with ghostly energy and strange fire in this gloomy place filled with the dead who died unjustly?
That's just like Immortal Lord Zewu's usual style.
So hypocritical.
After laughing, the three moved closer, their hearts pounding again as they hesitated, wondering if they should intervene if Ning Xi were to commit murder and evil in front of them.
While they were still carefully considering their options, Ning Xi manipulated the strange fire to wake up the people in the cages.
"...Where is this place?"
"Where is this?"
Ning Xi smiled and crossed her arms, looking at their bewildered gazes, and personally took action, lashing out with a ghostly whip.
"ah--"
Screams rang out, and countless terrified eyes turned toward them.
Ningxi was very happy.
"Look carefully, this will be the last person you see before you die, and—"
"Enjoy the pain before you die—"
Each crack of the whip was accompanied by bursts of maniacal laughter.
While being tortured in the cage, he still tried his best to use his spiritual energy to escape.
The harm caused by ghostly energy cannot be healed by spiritual energy.
These people, like Xiaoqi's corpse, had their skin torn open and were covered in wounds.
Song Tingwan's heart tightened, and she pursed her lips, her expression full of struggle.
She finds it very difficult to stand by and watch someone die.
—That's about enough, shall we make a move?
Yuehe Xun couldn't bear it and spoke up.
Taking action would expose everything and put them in danger.
But if they do nothing, these dozen or so people will die right in front of them.
—If you extract the soul and collect the corpse, can you save it?
Shen Zhuochuan asked her.
Song Tingwan responded without hesitation.
—I can do it, but being refined into a ghost cultivator… would be very troublesome.
There aren't many like Wu Ling back then.
Therefore, there aren't many that can be saved.
Shen Zhuochuan spoke with a deep gaze.
—Wait, if I have the chance, I will preserve their souls. If I am exposed then, you must remain calm.
He could not go against his own principles.
The three continued to watch with complicated expressions, until Ning Xi finished whipping and the ghostly whip in his hand disappeared.
He then clapped his hands and breathed a sigh of relief.
"You high-level cultivators, who look down on people so much all the time, still end up kneeling down and begging me to let you go."
He smiled as he looked at the three or five monks who were kneeling down, weeping and begging for mercy, with great pleasure.
"I'm happy today because you've performed very well. Tomorrow I'll send you to your deaths."
Ning Xi curled her lips, wondering if they would still have the strength to kneel tomorrow.
Having said that, he left the cage hanging and turned to leave.
I didn't see him extract the soul.
Song Tingwan frowned, hesitated, and followed.
Shen Zhuochuan didn't move, but with a slight flick of his finger, he tossed a small stone into the cage as Ning Xi turned away from the cliff and re-entered the dark passage.
It is a communication stone.
He can hear the conversations inside the cage and can communicate with them.
If there is a chance…
Let's see if we can help them escape.
After finishing this task, Shen Zhuochuan quickly caught up with Ning Xi.
And in the cage.
The cultivators who had knelt and begged for mercy collapsed to the ground, limp and powerless.
"Where exactly is this place? Let's find a way out while that pervert is gone."
"I was terrified! Luckily you were quick-witted. You managed to hold on for as long as possible. If you can still live, that's great."
"That man seems to have gone mad. It's like the more we resist, the more excited he gets. We can only try begging for mercy."
"Smart, brother, but this cage gets burned if you touch it. We need to try to break it first."
"...I have a treasure hidden on me, let me try it out."
"I learned a spell, I'll try it and see if it works."
One by one, the wounded men and women struggled, gasping for breath, trying to save their lives.
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