Chapter 401

The first prison of Fenghai County, affiliated with the Sword-Bearing Palace, is famous and shocks all directions.

Inside are imprisoned the most heinous cultivators of the Myriad Clans, whether it is the Saint-Demon Clan or the Near-Immortal Clan, and even the Saint-Lan Clan is there. As for the human race itself, those who committed major criminal laws are also imprisoned here.

And through the ages, in this prison, except for the Saint-Demon and Near-Immortal clans that have agreements with the human race, no criminal of any other clan can come out alive.

The reason for suppressing rather than killing on the spot is to use waste, to use their cultivation base as the power source for the forbidden magic treasures of the County Capital.

So as long as they are not killed in one breath, as long as there is replenishment, then it doesn't matter if thousands or tens of thousands die. To a certain extent, the criminals here can be disposed of at will by the Criminal Prison Division.

This makes this prison full of the breath of death, gloomy to the extreme. It is conceivable how terrifying and cruel the pawns working inside are.

Like Ghost Hand, who gave Xu Qing a lecture before, is one of the pawns. Xu Qing can clearly perceive the strength of his malevolent Qi.

In addition, according to Xu Qing's understanding of the seven-day secret training, this first prison of Fenghai County was formed a very long time ago and was built in the same era as the Fenghai County Capital.

It was personally supervised and built by the first Palace Master of the Fenghai County Sword-Bearing Palace.

It contains a total of 177 layers, each of which contains spatial means, with infinite restrictions and countless arrays, and the defense is amazing.

Even if a Void Returning powerhouse is imprisoned inside, don't even think about getting out.

Because this prison, in addition to its own terrifying defense, has been guarded by successive Palace Masters of the Sword-Bearing Palace all year round.

This matter of the Palace Master guarding the prison has existed since the prison was built. Successive Palace Masters of the Fenghai County Sword-Bearing Palace have followed this tradition, putting their office and residence inside the prison and guarding it themselves.

So every Palace Master must also be the head of the Criminal Prison Division of every generation.

And this prison, in addition to imprisonment and providing power for forbidden magic treasures, also has another function, which is deterrence.

This is one of the means for the human race to deter foreign clans in Fenghai County.

For countless years, how many cultivators have been imprisoned in the prison is a secret, known only to the Criminal Prison Division itself.

In the rough statistics of outsiders, this number... is like the stars.

When this information emerged in Xu Qing's mind, he had already left the Sword-Bearing Palace and was galloping in the sky, coming toward the Criminal Prison Division on the ground.

Looking from the sky, the entrance to the prison on the ground is transparent, and the line of sight can penetrate the barrier without any obstruction, seeing the depths of the prison.

There, except for the first ten or so layers that are still clear, the bottom is pitch black, like an endless abyss, and like a gloomy ghost cave, the sense of horror is particularly obvious.

The closer he gets, the stronger this gloominess becomes, until Xu Qing arrives on the ground. Standing outside the edge of the Criminal Prison Division's deep pit, he personally experienced the pressure of this abyss prison.

There was even a sense of vibration coming from under his feet, as if a giant beast was struggling underground.

At the same time, the endless fierce and malevolent Qi also rose from the deep pit in front, accompanied by bursts of shrill roars.

Xu Qing took a deep breath, took out his appointment order, and walked forward.

As he approached, an invisible membrane appeared in Xu Qing's perception, followed by terrifying spiritual sense like angry waves suppressing from all directions.

It contained cruelty and contained a drive.

As if an invisible giant was waving a big hand and slapping toward him.

Xu Qing's mind shook, but he didn't retreat, but held high the appointment order in his hand, and a calm voice came from his mouth.

"Sword-Bearer Xu Qing, here to report for duty."

As soon as these words came out, the terrifying spiritual sense immediately gathered on the appointment order in Xu Qing's hand.

A moment later, this spiritual sense slowly dissipated, and the invisible membrane shone with red light. After becoming tangible, it transformed into a gate still dripping with fresh blood in front of Xu Qing.

This gate revealed antiquity and vicissitudes, permeated with a sense of the passage of time, and countless runes emerged on it, each exuding a strong intent, combining with each other to form a huge beast head, looking at Xu Qing with angry eyes.

Xu Qing's expression was calm, looking up and gazing.

After a long while, the gate creaked and opened slowly, and a mediocre-looking middle-aged cultivator walked out from inside.

He was wearing a Sword-Bearer's Daoist robe, the general shape of which was similar to the one on Xu Qing, the difference being that the flame formed by the red dark patterns contained on it was black.

There was also a scar on his face, clearly formed by some kind of technique, so it could not be dissipated, and the skin there withered, making this person look extremely ferocious.

His eyes were triangular, and at this moment his eyelids lifted slightly to sweep across Xu Qing, especially looking at Xu Qing's face, and he spoke gloomily with a fake smile.

"Welcome to the Criminal Prison Division."

After speaking, he turned and walked toward the inside of the gate.

Xu Qing glanced at it and followed, and the moment he stepped into this red gate, he penetrated the barrier and appeared behind the barrier.

In front of him, besides the huge deep pit of the Criminal Prison Division, there was also a staircase winding down along the edge of the deep pit.

Following the stairs, Xu Qing followed the jailer in front and walked toward the Criminal Prison Division.

A gloomy and cold breath rushed toward his face from below, and bursts of roars and shrill sounds echoed continuously. The tremor formed by the rolling of giant beasts was even stronger here.

At the same time, here, black is the main melody, and dark colors occupy everything.

Even if the sunlight falls from above, it still cannot dissipate the haze here.

But these are not the focus of Xu Qing's attention. When he walked on this staircase to the first floor of the prison, he saw that in the walls of the deep pit all around, there were actually one prison cell after another.

Every prison cell is a huge area.

In every area, there are countless prison cages.

Countless criminals of the Myriad Clans could be faintly seen roaring inside.

Not only that, there was even a rich bloody smell permeating from the surrounding soil, turning into a fishy stench.

Xu Qing didn't say a word, his expression was as usual, and he continued to move forward.

The jailer in front of him occasionally turned his head to look at Xu Qing, and after noticing Xu Qing's calmness, his expression gradually added some interest.

At the same time, as the two walked toward the depths continuously, Xu Qing also saw more jailers.

The jailers here are not young, and because they have been in a gloomy place all year round, each of them carries a cold and malevolent Qi that is difficult to dissipate. There are also some who carry residual corpses in their hands, and fresh blood is still dripping.

The ferocity that permeated from the bones made Xu Qing's eyes narrow.

In addition, he found that the jailers here, when seeing him, some were indifferent as if ignoring him, some were playful and cruel, and some frowned with scrutiny in their eyes.

Xu Qing didn't care about these gazes. He could feel that every jailer here had a very strong cultivation base, and any one of this type of person placed outside would probably not be a nameless person.

It gave Xu Qing the feeling of a wolf pack.

The Sword-Bearing Palace outside is also a wolf, but the wolves in this Criminal Prison Division are more cruel, more bloody, and also reveal exclusion.

They exclude everyone who is not a jailer. It seems that after a long time here, in their hearts, there are only two identities: their own kind and the prisoners.

Xu Qing's arrival is neither a prisoner nor a jailer, and his appearance is extremely deceptive. To these pawns, it feels like a lamp suddenly appearing in the dark night, a lost little lamb coming into the pack of wolves.

So, under these various gazes, Xu Qing walked silently all the way, with his usual calmness, and followed the jailer in front to the eighty-ninth floor.

This is located in the middle of the entire prison, with eighty-eight floors above and eighty-eight floors below.

On this floor, there is no prison, only a black hall. Twenty-one huge pillars around support the top and bottom. At the same time, black lizard dragons are coiled on these pillars.

Their vertical pupils stared at Xu Qing, exuding gloominess. At the same time, the lights around were extremely dim, and he couldn't see too far, only seeing that in the depths of the hall, someone seemed to be sitting cross-legged.

Here, the jailer who led the way had a respectful expression, with fanaticism in his eyes, and spoke respectfully.

"Palace Master, the person has been brought."

After speaking, the jailer stood up and retreated backward, waiting outside until he exited this eighty-ninth floor.

Xu Qing took a deep breath, also cupped his fists, and bowed toward the figure in the depths of the hall.

"Sword-Bearer Xu Qing, pays respects to the Palace Master."

Almost the moment Xu Qing's words came out, in the pitch black of the depths of the hall, a huge eye suddenly opened. This eye was a full ten zhang high, the vertical pupil was yellow, and there were many black stars scattered inside. The edge of the pupil in the center was swaying irregularly like smoke.

And below this eye, a tall figure sat cross-legged. He looked like a middle-aged man, wearing black armor, with a long spear in front of him, and black hair fluttering in front of the vertical pupil. The terrifying fluctuation made the surroundings distort.

Xu Qing just took one look, and his mind roared, faintly having a feeling of seeing a god.

The other party had no foreign substances, but the pressure he exuded could affect everything, as if he was sitting there, he was the god of this prison!

Exactly, the current Palace Master of the Sword-Bearing Palace!

He opened his eyes slowly and looked at Xu Qing coldly.

The gaze was like electricity. The moment it landed on Xu Qing, every inch of Xu Qing's flesh and blood was trembling, as if his body and soul could not bear it and were about to collapse.

Fortunately, this gaze was quickly withdrawn. Xu Qing was pale, and when his mind was shaken, the Palace Master of the Sword-Bearing Palace above spoke in a deep voice, saying the first sentence of meeting Xu Qing.

"As a Sword-Bearer, everyone is a sharp sword of the human race, and must be ready to die for the human race at any time."

The Palace Master's voice was thick and powerful, containing majesty, spreading in all directions, and also echoing in Xu Qing's mind, a total of twenty-seven words, each word like a heavenly thunder, exploding continuously.

"Although Sword-Bearers have differences in cultivation base and official position, whether it is you or me, the essence is one of the sharp swords protecting the human race!"

"I didn't want to treat anyone specially, but you were appointed by the Great Emperor, and outsiders are watching, so I passed down the decree to make you my accompanying secretary."

"But, this is for outsiders to see, and it is also to respect the Great Emperor, not because you, Xu Qing, a newly promoted Sword-Bearer who has not made any achievements, are truly worthy of this."

"In my opinion, you are no different from other newly promoted Sword-Bearers, and even inferior to those who have made great achievements."

The Palace Master's voice was calm, speaking slowly. As the words echoed, the pressure became even stronger, and the entire eighty-ninth floor trembled in these words.

"Do you understand this point?"

Xu Qing nodded. He felt that the Palace Master's words made sense. In fact, he didn't like this accompanying secretary position very much.

"The Sword-Bearing Palace is not a place to raise flowers. If you think you can be safe and sound here by relying on the Great Emperor's appointment, then you might as well roll back to the Yinghuang Prefecture and enjoy your glory of ten thousand zhang of brilliance there."

The Palace Master spoke indifferently.

Xu Qing was silent for a few breaths, endured the pressure and discomfort, raised his head, and said in a deep voice.

"Palace Master, is there such a place as safe and sound in this world?"

The Palace Master looked at Xu Qing.

"I don't know if a safe and sound place really exists, but I think that some people are safe and sound because others have endured the wind and rain for this."

"And there is another kind of safe and sound, which is to kill all the enemies who can disturb you, and naturally you will be safe and sound."

"I don't want to owe others, so I can't do the former."

"I want to do the latter, and I have always been doing the latter." Xu Qing rarely said so much. After finishing speaking, he bowed deeply and didn't speak again.

The Palace Master looked at Xu Qing, a bright light faintly appearing in his eyes, silent for a long time, and transmitted words.

"The position of accompanying secretary can be hung on you, but I don't need you to do related things now. You first concurrently hold the position of a pawn in the Criminal Prison Division, let me see how you become the second kind of person who is safe and sound as you said."

Xu Qing obeyed the order, and after a bow, he left this floor under the gaze of the Palace Master.

Until watching Xu Qing's figure disappear, the Palace Master sitting cross-legged in the depths of the hall spoke indifferently.

"How is this child?"

"Every sentence is sincere." The humming sound echoed on the eighty-ninth floor, like a giant beast roaring, and even set off a storm, spreading on this floor.

The huge lizard dragons coiled on the twenty-one pillars lowered their heads one by one, trembling.

"I think so too." The Palace Master transmitted words calmly, and when his right hand was raised, there was a jade slip in his hand.

This jade slip was sent by the Yinghuang Prefecture Sword-Bearing Court, and it recorded basic information about Xu Qing, very detailed.

But the starting point is Wushuang City, when it disappeared under the opening of the god's eyes.

"Twice the god's eyes opened and he didn't die, rising from the slaughter all the way, such a person is worthy of my cultivation." The Palace Master closed his eyes.

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