Chapter 1340 - 117: Where Are You From?

Chapter 1340: Chapter 117: Where Are You From?

"Everything is normal."

Yang Hong hurriedly replied.

He recognized that the speaker was the official overseeing the Heavenly Prison.

The official heard this, and waved his hand to signal him to leave, then took three steps forward in two strides to reach Shen Changqing’s side, looking humble: "Lord Defender, that person is right in the deepest part of the Heavenly Prison. I will take you there now!"

"No need, I can go myself. You can continue with your duties."

Shen Changqing raised his hand in refusal.

Upon hearing this.

The official wanted to say something but eventually nodded: "Yes!"

...

Inside the cell.

Ji Ying leaned against the wall, sitting cross-legged, silently regulating his breath and nurturing his body.

Although there was a seal on him now, it wasn’t entirely impossible to break through it. As long as he forcibly gathered spiritual energy using the cultivation techniques of the Heavenly Dao Sect, after some time, he could naturally attempt to break through the seal.

As for the food beside him, he didn’t even spare it a glance.

As the Holy Son of Heavenly Dao Sect, he ordinarily consumed top-grade spirit materials and would never eat something even menial attendants were disdainful of.

Even in dire straits, even if starving on the streets, he wouldn’t take a single bite.

When Shen Changqing arrived in front of the cell, what he saw was Ji Ying meditating with crossed legs.

He could tell that the other was trying to draw on nature’s spiritual energy to nurture himself.

In fact.

This was nothing but futile.

The seal he placed, unless a Divine King Level expert intervened, wouldn’t be possible to break.

"Tell me about your origins!"

Shen Changqing slowly spoke, breaking the surrounding silence.

Ji Ying suddenly opened his eyes, catching sight of Shen Changqing standing in front of the cell, his heart momentarily stopped.

He still remembered.

The scene where the other carved out a blade and annihilated a Divine King clone.

Undoubtedly.

This was definitely a Divine King Level expert.

Thinking of this.

Ji Ying furrowed his brow, his expression solemn: "Unexpectedly, the outside world harbors a powerhouse like you, but you better release me quickly; the power of the Heavenly Dao Sect is something even a Divine King cannot contend with.

If the strong figures of my Heavenly Dao Sect arrive, there will be a river of blood.

Even you won’t meet a good end... ah!"

Before he finished speaking, his left hand was severed at the root, blood gushing forth, the intense pain twisting his face together.

Shen Changqing stepped forward, the cell as if non-existent, entered it effortlessly.

Standing before Ji Ying, looking down at him.

"You seem to lack understanding. Now, you are merely a prisoner; be careful when speaking, or I cannot guarantee when I might crush you in a fit of displeasure."

In a calm tone, the extreme coldness was evident.

Ji Ying’s heart trembled, clutching his shoulder where his arm was severed, his face already deathly pale.

"Save... save me!"

He sensed his life was slipping away.

If no treatment was received, he might very well become the first Divine Spirit to perish from excessive blood loss.

After being sealed.

Ji Ying was now indistinguishable from an ordinary person.

Seeing his blood flow more and more, life’s breath like a candle in the wind, ready to extinguish at any moment, Shen Changqing then acted to stop the bleeding for him.

"This is a warning. I hope you’ll have the sense later on."

"..."

Ji Ying didn’t speak, only clutching his shoulder where his arm was severed, but the fear on his face revealed much.

Shen Changqing said: "First question, where do you come from?"

As Ji Ying prepared to speak, Shen Changqing warned him again.

"Do not attempt to lie to me, you should know, lying will not escape my notice."

"I... I am from the Heavenly Dao Sect."

Ji Ying’s voice was weak, no longer daring to utter nonsense, answering honestly.