Xu Qingzhi's expression changed, and he hurriedly asked, "Why is this happening?"
Before he could react, Jiang Chong suddenly wielded a thunder spear, and without a word, thrust it forward. The spear tip transford into a roaring thunder dragon, its montum terrifying, and the sky echoed with its rumble.
...
Xu Hei was unaware of the events occurring outside.
He had been in seclusion on the island for about ten days. During this ti, he wasn't completely immobile and would occasionally go to the seaside.
However, the feeling of being watched lingered on him, especially when he moved, the sensation was extrely intense.
"The Nightmare Demon Lord must be nearby, or perhaps he has the ability to teleport here at any mont," Xu Hei thought to himself.
Escaping just like that wasn't realistic, but Xu Hei could slowly probe.
The first ti, he dived ten miles into the sea and captured so fish.
The second ti, he went thirty miles into the sea, even unleashing his flying sword to kill so sea beasts.
The third ti, he ventured fifty miles away.
In this manner, even when Xu Hei left the island's hundred-mile range, the other party still made no move. Xu Hei's flying sword could even take a trip out and return.
"What would be the consequences if I just escaped like this?" Xu Hei pondered silently.
After thinking for a long ti, Xu Hei decided against it and returned, either devouring the captured sea beasts or absorbing them into his body, thus providing an explanation for his actions.
In any case, the spiritual qi here was abundant, allowing Xu Hei to remain in seclusion and stabilize his realm while gaining so benefits.
Gradually, his second dragon vein showed signs of activity. Although it had transford into a sword, it did not hinder his cultivation.
A month later.
Xu Hei's second dragon vein had been opened about a third of the way.
At this pace, it would likely take at least half a year.
Xu Hei was not in a hurry. Many cultivators remained in the Core Formation Stage for decades or even centuries. Even prodigies like Qin Xuanji were stuck at Great Perfection.
Xu Hei had long prepared himself ntally.
That day, a black dot appeared in the distance, rapidly approaching.
Xu Hei focused his gaze and saw a black-robed cultivator, unkempt with a square face and large ears, whose cultivation was at the late Core Formation stage. In the Sea God Sect, he was considered high-level combat power.
"Fellow Daoist Ye Kong, the Protector has issued an order, please co with ."
The black-robed cultivator cupped his hands slightly, maintaining a certain distance from Xu Hei, and spoke calmly.
Xu Hei nodded and followed.
Under the guidance of the black-robed cultivator, they left the dark island, traveling eastward for hundreds of miles, passing through a foggy area, and arriving at a larger island.
This island was about the sa size as the main island of the Twin Islands, with a towering mountain in the center.
"This place is..." Xu Hei's pupils contracted as he looked at the island's environnt.
The island seed familiar; it was the one shown in Hei Huang's projection, where cultivators were imprisoned.
Hei Huang had also inford him of the island's location, so once Xu Hei left, he could fly northwest for ten days to half a month and return to one of the three major islands of the East Sea, Star Island.
By then, he would have successfully escaped.
Xu Hei took a deep breath, his expression calm, and landed on the island.
There was a clear formation here, isolating it from the outside world. Upon entering the island, even the feeling of being watched diminished significantly.
Ahead was a large mountain, and Xu Hei followed the cultivator into a cave.
Inside the cave was a vast space, where Xu Hei saw nurous cages, formations everywhere, each holding the silhouette of a cultivator.
"This place is where Foundation Establishnt and Core Formation cultivators are imprisoned. Only second-level stewards are allowed inside. I'll first show you around to familiarize yourself with the environnt," the black-robed cultivator said indifferently.
This person seed indifferent to the butcher's appearance, treating him like any normal cultivator, likely soone who worked with the Nightmare Demon Lord.
"Familiarize myself with the environnt?" Xu Hei frowned.
"Hehe, Fellow Daoist Ye Kong just reached Core Formation, so it's normal not to know. Everyone in the Sea God Sect who reaches the Core Formation Stage is assigned a corresponding position."
The black-robed cultivator smiled, "I forgot to introduce myself. I am ng Hao, a third-level steward of this prison."
Listening to the black-robed cultivator's explanation, Xu Hei had various speculations in his mind, but he didn't ask much. Speaking less was a golden rule.
Xu Hei hadn't interacted much with humans and knew little about many things, so staying silent was the best approach.
anwhile, his divine sense swept through the cages in the prison, looking for familiar faces.
After about the ti it takes to drink a cup of tea, Xu Hei spotted Bai Qiushui, who was imprisoned in an unremarkable corner cage.
At this mont, the young master of the Bai Family was ditating with his eyes closed, looking calm and composed, though noticeably thinner than before.
Xu Hei didn't observe for long, just a quick glance, and followed ng Hao into a room.
The room was large, with prayer mats on the floor and a censer in the middle, emitting wisps of black smoke. Three people sat nearby, two n and one woman, two at mid-stage Core Formation, and one at late Core Formation.
"Is this the newcor?"
"Ye Kong, hehe, quite a unique appearance. One might think he's the Protector's avatar."
"What if he is?"
The three discussed among themselves, with two rely glancing at Xu Hei before continuing their cultivation, while a young man stood up to greet him.
ng Hao said, "Let introduce you. These three are second-level stewards of this prison, each responsible for a different area."
"I am Xu Sheng, and these two are Yun Yan and Xiao Ran," the young man who stood up to greet him said with a smile.
Yun Yan and Xiao Ran rely nodded in acknowledgnt.
It seed these three were immune to the butcher's appearance, likely subordinates of the Nightmare Demon Lord.
Xu Hei stood stiffly in place, expressionless, making no movents. He ignored human etiquette whenever possible.
ng Hao said, "To be brief, Ye Kong is appointed by the Protector as a steward, starting from the first level. This is your steward token, which contains detailed work arrangents."
With a wave of his hand, a black token flew out from the censer in the center and landed in front of Xu Hei.
It bore the Sea God Sect's emblem, with the character "one" on the back, indicating a first-level steward.
Instantly, a stream of information entered Xu Hei's mind, detailing his work arrangents.
"So, I'm to be a slave overseer..." Xu Hei thought to himself.
The job was simple: lead the imprisoned cultivators to mine in the sea, collect deep-sea spirit dicines, and periodically extract their blood, squeezing them to the limit.
As for what Hei Huang ntioned about offering sacrifices to the sea god, the token did not ntion it yet.
The steward's rewards were also straightforward. The censer before him was one of the rewards; cultivating beside it for a day was equivalent to a month of seclusion outside. Additionally, accumulating enough contributions would earn extra benefits.
"Haha, congratulations to Fellow Daoist Ye Kong for joining us. From now on, we're colleagues. Everyone, here's my collection of Fishman Drunk, let's toast to him!"
Xu Sheng enthusiastically took out a wine jug and filled five cups. The aroma was that of the famous East Sea wine, Fishman Drunk.
Seeing the Fishman Drunk, the two who were ditating reluctantly stood up, took the cups, and put on professional smiles.
All five present picked up their cups, including Xu Hei.
"Let's toast to Fellow Daoist Ye! Cheers!"
Led by Xu Sheng, they raised their cups, and everyone drank in one go.
Xu Hei looked at the wine in his cup, remaining silent.
"Hmm?" Xu Sheng's gaze sharpened, "What do you an, Fellow Daoist Ye? We've all finished our drinks."
The other two curiously looked over.
Third-level steward ng Hao also looked at Xu Hei with confusion, slightly frowning.
Xu Hei remained silent for a long ti, then suddenly raised his head, staring at Xu Sheng, with all the mouths on his head curling into a smile.
"Boom!!"
In the next second, countless large hands shot out like lightning, suddenly attacking, instantly gripping all of Xu Sheng's joints, with one hand clasping his neck.
"Stop!"
ng Hao's face changed dramatically, hurriedly attacking Xu Hei, while the other two unanimously retreated to avoid being caught in the crossfire.
"Hmph, poisoning as soon as I arrive, truly heartless!"
Xu Hei's expression remained unchanged, his smile growing more sinister, his hand exerting force. A series of cracking sounds followed, and Xu Sheng let out a piercing scream, but it was abruptly silenced as an octopus tentacle plunged into his mouth, reducing his cries to muffled whimpers.
Xu Hei's sinister words caused ng Hao to pause, but his actions didn't stop. He unleashed a series of sealing spells, activating the restrictions in the area, with various spell fluctuations rushing toward Xu Hei.
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