Chapter 1785: Prison

Chapter 1785: Chapter 1081: Prison

But this does not prevent him from appreciating such beauty.

Fairy Jing Hong is one of them.

“Is it Fairy Jing Hong?”

Although there is no image above, it is said that Fairy Jing Hong is a Starfall-level soul endowed one, and also Supreme Yun’s disciple. The identity span is too wide, making it hard for them to be sure, but looking at Li Xunhuan’s expression, it seems…

“No,” Li Xunhuan shook his head and turned away.

Lu Xiaofeng exchanged a glance with Ah Fei.

“This…I have a hunch, he will go to seek Ye Gucheng like Ximen Chuixue…”

Ah Fei: “….”

Ye Gucheng is a man, Fairy Jing Hong is a woman… Four eyebrows, who are you trying to mock?

In the Dark Realm, a deep and starlit star road, there is someone who has walked back and forth thousands of times.

And died thousands of times.

This is her 10,001st walk.

Her flesh and bones separate step by step, her soul ethereal and proud, she raises her head amidst blood-blurred eyes to look at the heavens, seeing the celestial bodies, yet unable to see her own destiny….

Until she fell to the ground again, her bones cracked into bone water…

Her soul is ethereal, yet seems ethereal…

The celestial bodies seem somewhat familiar…

She remembered, in Twin Dragon World, in that cave, someone carried her, step by step walking in that world where water and rocks merged, no candlelight, no lamps, only the star-like Crystal Stones, step by step, they walked in the starlit world, quiet in that world….

How inexplicable, why did she remember this now?

When Hell’s Wan Ge closed her eyes, she was supposed to fall into darkness, yet a star lit in her mind.

That star is that person’s fleeting glance, she says: Wan Ge, are you still there?

Then another star appeared.

It was a certain radiant and proud woman, stepping on high heels, looking down: You dog-keeper, so weak are you…

Hell’s Wan Ge suddenly laughed.

The entire world of celestial bodies… lit up!

On the towering and sharp peak of the Dark Realm… in the palace, the City Lord in high position, a man with a Feather Crown on his head, suddenly stood up, laughing heartily.

“The star vein has finally awakened!! Human race fortunes, we of the Dark Realm can respect!…”

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Drip drip, liquid continuously drips, falling on the cold, damp ground, the air filled with a strong stench that could suffocate a normal human.

And this space is quite vast, a four-sided, three-dimensional structure, no ropes, no cages, the carvings on the walls are quite nice, carrying a cultural aura, and the ground is clean.

When Yen Yileng wakes up, she finds herself leaning against the wall, her back cold, somewhat painful, but not the pain of injury, rather from physical exhaustion…

Not good, her cultivation level is confined.

Yen Yileng’s eyebrows slightly furrow, surveying this environment.

No doubt, she is imprisoned, but unable to use her cultivation, naturally unable to see any significant details in this space.

But clearly relying solely on herself is impossible…

“You’re not alone, what are you worried about?”

Suddenly, a voice reaches Yen Yileng’s ears.

She turns her head, naturally seeing the person sitting in another corner of the space.

It turns out to be that Sacrificial Wine, surprisingly.

Seeing Sui Yi also appearing here, Yen Yileng is shocked.

“Teacher? Why are you…”

She and Jing Hong were hit by the Clan Emperor before, directly losing consciousness, unaware of what happened later, so she absolutely did not expect the strong Sacrificial Wine to also be caught.

—If these people couldn’t escape, how could others.

It’s over.

“Got sneak-attacked by him without caution..” Sui Yi said indifferently.

Yet Yen Yileng sees Sui Yi still calm and relaxed, unconsciously feeling puzzled.

“But you and I are both imprisoned, unable to move cultivation throughout the body.”

Sui Yi turns to look at her, smiling.

“I never said I came to save you.”

“….”

Yen Yileng, a person of inner elegance, certainly doesn’t have Sui Yi’s flexible cunning, thus stumped for a moment, biting her lip, both amused and exasperated: “Then who else could there be?”

“Don’t you still have a master?”

Yen Yileng frowned, “Since the Foreign Race Clan Emperor wants to capture me and Jing Hong as bait, if Master comes, she will undoubtedly be in danger, and if she arrives, Jing Hong and I will certainly be doomed.”

With Supreme Yun present, the Foreign Race would keep her alive due to value.

If Supreme Yun comes, that can’t be guaranteed.

Sui Yi smiled hearing this, indeed smart.

As Supreme Yun is a peerless figure, she certainly won’t come. The best way is to catch the Foreign Race’s weakness, forcing them to release people, that’s the most sensible and effective.