They descended the spiraling staircase, delving deeper layer by layer through the prison. With each descent, the number of cells diminished, but the beings imprisoned within beca increasingly terrifying—so cages even contained complete dragon bones, Phoenix feathers, Qilin horns, and other remains of Divine Beasts, stirring the imagination about the kinds of horrifying beings once held here.
They descended a full nine layers.
As the trio stepped off the last step, the scene before them suddenly opened up—they had reached the lowest level of the Heavenly Prison.
This was an extrely vast underground space, with a do towering several kiloters high, and walls embedded with countless luminous gemstones, lighting up the entire space as if it were daylight. The floor was paved with dark red stone slabs, outlined with intricate formation patterns in gold, stretching all the way to the center of the space.
Then, the three of them were suddenly startled—
Not far ahead, a giant was lying right in front of them!
Though the giant was lying down, it was still a hundred ters tall, with a blue face and tusks, clad in Mystic Iron Armor, grasping a fractured Giant Axe. It seed to be the ultimate guardian of the Heavenly Prison, but was now nothing more than a corpse—its enormous head had rolled to the ground, the massive body resting against the wall, with a horrifying penetrating wound in its chest, from which black blood slowly seeped.
"This..." The Little Golden Man gasped.
Emperor Shitian, his expression grave, took a few steps forward to closely examine the giant’s corpse: "Judging from these wounds, it was killed in one deadly blow by so extrely powerful force, but what kind of spell—it’s impossible to tell."
Although it’s unknown what level this entity was, just by looking at its form, Xiao Jie could sense that its Level was definitely above one hundred.
If it were alive, the trio wouldn’t have avoided a tough battle.
Fortunately, it was dead... Xiao Jie quietly felt relieved.
He looked around—though this lower-level space was vast, there was nothing else besides this giant’s corpse. The emptiness was unsettling.
"What about the Demon Ape? The Demon Monarch? The Devil Child?" frowned the Little Golden Man, "Could they have already escaped?"
"No." Emperor Shitian shook his head, pointing behind the giant’s corpse, "There is another door there."
Hmm? Xiao Jie looked at the giant. With his cultivation, he couldn’t see whether there was a door behind the giant’s body, indicating Emperor Shitian indeed had so skills.
"Co on, lend a hand, let’s move it." said Emperor Shitian.
The three exchanged a glance, each showcasing their skills.
Creation Immortal Technique—Giant!
Emperor Shitian ford seals with his hands, and a trendous robot stood in the hall, towering a hundred ters high. It was entirely silver and sleek, with pronounced lines, a glowing energy core on its chest, and eyes casting searchlight-like beams—a colossal ch typical in science fiction works.
Xiao Jie thought to himself, this Creation Immortal Technique is really convenient—you can transform into whatever you want.
The Little Golden Man took a deep breath on the side, and who knows what Magic Skill he used, as golden light surged around him, his form rapidly expanding. In the blink of an eye, he also transford into a golden giant a hundred ters tall, with rippling muscles resembling mountain ranges, exuding an aura of Primordial power.
Xiao Jie wasn’t willing to be outdone—Giant Kunkun’s Dharma Aspect!
In a thought, his body transford swiftly within azure light, turning into a three-hundred-ter-long giant Kunkun.
When it cos to size, I’m not afraid of you.
"One, two, three—push!"
With Emperor Shitian’s command, the three of them exerted force simultaneously!
The ch’s arms pressed against the giant corpse’s shoulders, the golden giant embraced the corpse’s waist, while the giant Kunkun propped the corpse’s back with its head. Under the push of their terrifying forces, the mountain-like corpse gradually moved, creating a deep rumble as it scraped against the ground.
One ter, two ters—ten ters.
With a loud rumble.
Finally, the corpse was moved away enough, toppling over, revealing a stone gate on the wall.
The three retrieved their Dharma Aspects, landing on the ground, panting slightly—moving this mass of dreadful weight was no small feat, even for them.
"Let’s go in and take a look." This ti Emperor Shitian took the lead, heading towards the stone gate, evidently sowhat interested in Xiao Jie’s talk of Heavenly Destiny Transfer.
The stone gate wasn’t locked; a gentle push and it opened.
Inside was a small stone room, about ten ters long and wide, and approximately three ters high. In the center of the stone room stood three massive pieces of "amber."
These were semi-transparent orange-golden crystals, each three ters high and two ters wide, containing three figures that looked sowhat familiar to Xiao Jie.
He approached the pieces of amber, examining them closely.
The ambers seed to be a creation of so spell, not naturally ford. Xiao Jie sensed a mysterious fluctuation of ti and space spell emanating from them—these ambers not only sealed the people inside but also seed to have "frozen" their ti-space in a particular mont.
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