Three days later.
State Governor Mansion’s back residence.
Inside a grand hall, there were dozens of luminous orbs floating in the air.
These orbs were the World Prison.
At this mont, before a purple orb, a White Robe elder stood.
Behind him, there were eight Cultivators.
These Cultivators were all six-star Emperors and above.
However, at this mont, their cultivation was sealed.
These eight individuals were indeed prisoners.
Ti slowly passed by, the White Robe elder was ditating with his eyes closed.
Suddenly, a Green Robed Man appeared in the hall.
"Lord!"
The White Robe elder hastily bowed in salute.
"Hmm."
Mu Qing nodded and said, "This man is also one of the prisoners, lock him up as well!"
As he spoke, a young man flashed into existence.
It was Ling Chen.
"Yes!"
The White Robe elder quickly responded.
Mu Qing then disappeared from sight.
"Ling Chen, fall in!"
The White Robe elder commanded coldly.
He was the Guardian of this World Prison, Jin Yuan.
With a wave of Jin Yuan’s hand, a ray of light enveloped all nine people.
Then, the ten individuals vanished from within the great hall.
"Is this the World Prison?"
Ling Chen looked around curiously.
The environnt was almost the sa as the outside world, the only difference being the near absence of Spiritual Energy.
The other eight prisoners were as curious as Ling Chen.
"Shoo shoo..."
Jin Yuan casually threw out nine Tokens and coldly huffed, "These are your Identity Tokens."
Naturally, he did not speak kindly to these criminals.
Then, he lifted the seals on the nine people and left directly.
The duty of the World Prison Guardian was to ensure the security of the World Prison.
He did not care about the criminals inside.
Even if they died, it would be of no concern to him.
Once the Guardian left, the eight prisoners looked towards Ling Chen.
The youngest of these eight was over thirty years old, while Ling Chen appeared to be only about twenty.
Completely different from them.
Such a young age, yet committing such a heavy cri was indeed rare.
"Kid, what cri did you commit to end up here?"
A burly man with a scarred face asked.
"Murder!"
Ling Chen replied indifferently.
This burly man was rely a late seven-star Emperor in terms of power.
"Whom did you kill?"
The burly man continued.
Being imprisoned in the World Prison usually ant murder.
Usually, it wasn’t just one person.
Massacring entire clans was quite common.
"Commander!"
Ling Chen said calmly.
"Commander?"
Upon hearing this, all eight were shocked.
In their eyes, Ling Chen was just a six-star Emperor.
Commanders were generally eight-star Emperors!
Even if Ling Chen was a genius, the two levels of cultivation difference were almost impossible to bridge.
Let alone killing an eight-star Emperor!
Soon, the burly man reacted and asked, "Not a Commander of the Northern Region, right?"
A six-star Emperor was nothing in the Northern Region.
Only in the Central, Western, Southern, and Eastern Regions could one possibly kill a Commander.
Ling Chen didn’t confirm or deny it, instead, he asked, "What about you?"
"? Of course, I’m innocent."
The burly man laughed loudly.
"Right, we’re all innocent, how could we possibly commit any cri?"
The other seven prisoners also laughed along.
Seeing this scene, Ling Chen was completely unconcerned.
These criminals would naturally be taught a lesson.
He need not worry.
"Kid, we are the newcors, those old tirs will definitely bully us. Should we join forces?"
The burly man smiled.
"That’s fine."
Ling Chen nodded and said, "My na is Ling Chen."
His main purpose for coming here was to cultivate the Green Lotus Sword Manual.
He needed to kill.
These criminals deserved death, and Ling Chen felt no psychological burden in killing them.
However, he couldn’t just kill openly, he needed so excuses.
These n provided him with that convenience.
Thus, he agreed very readily.
"My na is Ao Wu!"
The big man declared loudly.
The other seven Cultivators also reported their nas in turn.
"Are you all fine with taking the lead?"
Ao Wu said.
Among the nine, only he was a Late Seven-Star Emperor.
The others included one Mid Seven-Star, two Early Seven-Stars, and five Six-Star Emperors.
In terms of revealed cultivation, Ling Chen appeared to be the weakest among them.
With his ability, disguising his cultivation was a trivial matter; these re Seven-Star Emperors could not sense it.
"No, Boss Ao!"
"No objections!"
"Greetings, Boss!"
...
Several of them bowed in salute.
"Good!"
Ao Wu nodded in satisfaction and said, "There is almost no Spiritual Energy here, to cultivate one must use Spirit Crystals. The Cultivators who entered before us have probably exhausted their crystals. Let’s find a place to cultivate for a while."
"That makes sense!"
Everyone nodded.
Their strength was not weak.
But they were ultimately few in number.
They might not be a match for the veterans.
Ling Chen looked into the distance and said, "I’m afraid we won’t have that opportunity!"
"Hmm?"
Ao Wu frowned.
Just then, ten flashes of light shot from afar.
As the light dispersed, figures appeared.
"Heh heh, new arrivals, eh?"
The leader, a black-robed Cultivator, chuckled.
Desire filled the eyes of the ten, like hungry wolves spotting their prey.
"Co, newcors, hand over all the Spirit Crystals you have!"
The black-robed Cultivator smiled.
In this world, where Spiritual Energy was so scarce, it was impossible for Spirit Crystal mines to form.
The cultivation resources for all Cultivators could only be peeled off from newcors.
Such was the harsh reality of the World Prison.
Entering here, thinking of advancing one’s cultivation was nearly impossible.
Spirit Crystals were far too rare.
And for that reason, those accustod to cultivating suffered overwhelmingly.
Outside, they had plenty of Spirit Crystals to squander.
But here, they had none!
Even the few they had were used for replenishing Spiritual Power.
Not for enhancing cultivation.
In the World Prison, without Spiritual Power, high cultivation was useless.
"Want Spirit Crystals? Then you’ll have to co and get them yourself!"
Ao Wu sneered.
The leader on the other side was also just a Late Seven-Star, not much different from him.
He was not worthy of handing over his Spirit Crystals.
A mont of light in Ao Wu’s hand, a black battle axe appeared.
It was a dium Emperor Spiritual Weapon.
Top Emperor Spiritual Weapons could never appear in the World Prison.
Because, before anyone entered, their internal worlds had already been thoroughly plundered.
Top-grade Spirit Crystals and Elixirs could be kept.
But the top-grade Emperor Spiritual Weapons had to be surrendered!
"Fine!"
Seeing this, the black-robed Cultivator coldly said, "Then I will personally take them!"
Saying this, a dium Emperor Spiritual Weapon Longsword appeared in his hand.
"Make your move!"
The leading Cultivator spoke indifferently.
"Alright!"
Ao Wu nodded heavily.
Spiritual Power crazily surged from within his body into the black battle axe in his hand.
"Heaven Splitting Divine Axe!"
Ao Wu roared, directly forming a thirty-ter long battle axe, and cleaved towards the black-robed Cultivator’s head!
"Good coming!"
The black-robed Cultivator sneered.
Dozens of Sword Qi burst out from his longsword, forming a grey longsword.
Then, the grey longsword slashed towards the thirty-ter long battle axe.
"Hmm?"
Sensing the power of the grey longsword, Ling Chen’s expression shifted slightly, and he exclaid in surprise, "Sword Dao?"
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