Chapter 506: The Immortal Forbidden Land

On the ground, those who could stand in front of this group of battle-hardened cultivators were all Spirit Repository Sword Holders; as mid-level officers of the Sword Holding Palace, they served as the leaders of various legion squads during wartime.

After a hundred battles, none of them were ordinary; even if they were later dispersed into other legions, they quickly gained recognition through their own decisive kills and valor.

But after experiencing so much, while many people recognized them, very few were recognized by them.

Not only did one have to be "one of their own," but one also had to possess great merit and a status that commanded their respect.

Xu Qing possessed merit, and Kong Kong Xianglong possessed status.

This was also the reason why it was tacitly understood that they must stand here.

Upon arriving at this moment, Xu Qing and Kong Kong Xianglong exchanged glances with their comrades nearby, then, in mutual silence, fixed their gazes on the deep pit ahead.

The deep pit was pitch black, with no bottom in sight.

The strange substances were clearly much denser here, yet as they neared Xu Qing, his body instinctively felt a sense of comfort, as if it could absorb them.

Xu Qing's eyes narrowed; he knew his body had been modified by the god's finger, but now was not the time to investigate. There were many powerful figures here, and he did not want to be exposed.

The Prefecture Chancellor, the silent Deputy Palace Masters of the eight palaces, and the rest of the group all gave their tacit consent.

In the blink of an eye, one Saint-Lanzu cultivator after another let out screams that were extremely shrill and horrific.

"I want to go to the Immortal Forbidden too, this, this, this... what should I do?"

The wailing and weeping of all living things were even more intense here; while it assaulted the mind, scattered Sword Holders arrived one after another from the distance.

This is mysterious to speak of; at the same time, those who originally looked at him would, upon seeing him, forget his name and his identity, treating him like a stranger.

During these few months on the front lines, the reputation of the battle-hardened cultivators was actually quite significant; after all, his personality was different, and almost everyone who survived had met him.

"Immortal Forbidden Land, open!"

"It's over, how could I have fallen asleep? This can't be."

Huge stone pillars engraved with simple runes stood tall here, each one being the hub and core of the formation.

Chen Chen Erniu rolled his eyes; although everyone had been comrades before and his perception of the battle-hardened cultivators had changed, the ingrained impression still made him somewhat unwelcoming.

Huang Huang Lizhen was silent and did not speak.

"Brother, move aside, I need to get through."

"Once the seventh batch of entrants descends, we will be able to withdraw and return."

Under the influence of the ordinary objects planted within their bodies, they did not collapse but instead mutated one after another, becoming mindless strange beasts, only to be dragged back by the Imperial Capital cultivators using chains and resealed in cages.

The further down one went, the heavier the cold air and the denser the strange substances.

The Law Enforcement Palace and the Execution Palace were also led by their respective deacons.

"We must ensure that the strange substances here do not spread to our human Race's Feng Hai Prefecture."

It was as if his identity and his name had been taken away by someone.

"Have you seen the old man? He hasn't found me these past few days; he wouldn't have run away, would he? We tricked him once, so he plans to trick us once too?"

Looking out, cracks appeared across the land for tens of thousands of miles, and plumes of blue smoke rose up; for a time, the sun and moon lost their light, and the world grew dim.

Among these seven, besides Daoist Daoist Sinan and Deacon Sun, the other two were Sword Holders from the First Imperial Prince's retinue, and their cultivation bases were also at the seventh stage of Void Returning.

Layer upon layer of shrouding made this place as secure as a fortress.

The entire ground was trembling, and even many mountains in the distance began to collapse due to the tremors, which felt like a subterranean dragon turning over.

"We are the first batch of entrants, and we are all elites of our race. We are now ordered to clear out a zone within seven days, purge the demons, and provide conditions for the seventh batch of entrants."

Among them was one person wearing blood-colored armor and a ferocious helmet; his appearance could not be seen, only a pair of cold eyes. As he stood there, waves of blood-evil aura surged.

The First Imperial Prince took the sword and handed it to the blood shadow kneeling before him.

The First Imperial Prince's voice was low, echoing in all directions.

The figure in blood-colored armor beside him heard this, stepped forward, knelt before the First Imperial Prince, and spoke in a low voice.

Qingqiu and Ning Yan were both among them.

They were all arranged as the first batch of entrants.

Because the depth was astonishing, the sound echoed with endless reverberations as it traveled, and the fluctuations spread across the surrounding land.

These expressionless Huang Huang Lizhen found it difficult to keep their emotions normal in the presence of the Captain, and they all smiled bitterly.

As they flew toward the deep pit, under various orders, the cultivators on the ground, including the Imperial Capital soldiers, began to enter the Immortal Forbidden Land one after another.

That wasn't... it seemed he had lost his identity, lost his name, and lost the traces of his existence.

As for the person specifically responsible for the exploration, it was that Blood Demon Commander, so under his arrangement, the group of people walked out one after another.

And the source of all this, within the deep pit of the Prison Department, was as if the gates of hell had been opened; the strange substances were released with unprecedented intensity, shooting into the sky and rolling densely in all directions.

The cages were opened here, and immediately, figures bound by chains flew out from within, transforming into the size of ordinary people.

"Divine Art!!"

They were all prisoners of war from the Saint-Lanzu.

And there was the Captain.

Thus, he did not absorb them, instead radiating the Heavenly Palace power of Ding Yier to form a certain degree of isolation.

"Send those two million mutated soldiers to the battlefield, throw them onto the front lines of the Saint-Lanzu, and give them a little gift."

Meanwhile, in a residential house in the Prefecture Capital, Xu Qing opened his eyes in a daze, his gaze somewhat blank. After looking around, his eyes suddenly widened, and he rushed out violently.

Following his words, a huge roar came from the bottom of the deep pit where the Prison Department was located, echoing to the heavens.

The Prefecture Chancellor and the commanders of the eight palaces stood in the sky and did not follow; they were responsible for external support.

It was not originally underground, but due to crustal changes and the human race's seal from back then, it was buried in the abyss.

The Sword Holding Palace legion where Huang Li was located also mobilized.

Noticing Huang Li, the Captain was very happy; he ran over, threw his arms around Xu Qing's neck, dragged him to Ning Yan's side, and then his eyes shone, though he tried his best to put on a sincere expression.

From beginning to end, the First Imperial Prince in mid-air remained expressionless until more than seven million prisoners of war had been thrown into the strange substances and all transformed into strange beasts; only then did the strange substances dissipating from the deep pit finally scatter in all directions.

This scene caused many people around to tremble intensely in their hearts.

Entering the deep pit from the Sword Holding Palace, besides the legions above, were seven deacons.

Meanwhile, inside the deep pit, figures of cultivators were whistling forward in batches.

"Continue to send the remaining prisoners of war into here, and let them come to absorb it every day without fail."

"This is our mission."

Although there were formations prepared in advance that were constantly running to purify the surroundings, it was still difficult to disperse the strange substances that had accumulated over infinite years.

After reaching the edge of the Prefecture Capital at top speed, he looked down and discovered that the area was filled with formations; seeing how many people there were, he wailed in his heart.

This realization made Xu Qing shiver again; a voice in his mind vaguely told him to find a place to hide, and in a few days, everything would naturally recover. In particular, he had spent a period of time during the war interval carrying corpses on the battlefield, and some who were lightly injured and unconscious were also rescued by him.

"Old Kong, what's with that expression? Why do you look so impatient to see me? Don't forget that it was I who carried Shan Shan Hezi back!"

The First Imperial Prince, dressed in yellow robes, had flowing long hair, an ordinary appearance, and slender eyes, with noble aura manifesting as a void dragon permeating his entire body. Beside him were the Prefecture Chancellor, the commanders of the eight palaces, Deputy Palace Masters, and many generals and marshals accompanying him.

It was just that the arrival of the three of them did not make the Sword Holders here give way; Qingqiu and Xu Qing could only stand on the outer side, while the Captain did not care about such things, greeting the people around him and drilling forward.

Soon, hundreds of thousands of human cultivators stepped into the huge deep pit. When the figure of the Blood Demon Commander also disappeared into the deep pit, the formation light here shone, and more Imperial Capital soldiers activated countless

formations.

When Ning Yan's gaze swept over, the Captain beside him was also observing. At this moment, people were arriving one after another, and Qingqiu and Huang Li were among them.

"Thank you, Your Highness!" The Blood Demon let out a solemn voice, received the sword with both hands, then stood up and looked at the ground, his voice echoing like a cold wind.

"I wish you victory."

Batch after batch.

Huang Li looked up at the Captain, a half-smile on his face, and spoke slowly.

And now, the center of the formation had collapsed; surrounded by a large amount of rock at the edges was an irregular large hole.

"Haha, Old Cao, don't think that just because your cultivation is high, you can stop me from getting through. It was I who dragged you out of the pile of dead bodies back then; have you forgotten that I was the one who stuffed your intestines back in for you?"

At this moment, surrounding the deep pit were not only the Feng Hai Prefecture Sword Holders but also Imperial Capital soldiers and cultivators from the other two palaces.

As all eyes were upon him, the First Imperial Prince's gaze fell toward the ground.

The Captain did not care about this at all; after going up to greet everyone, he threw his arms around Chen Chen Erniu's shoulders, and while Chen Chen Erniu tried his best to restrain himself from shaking him off, the Captain chuckled.

"Then, first batch, enter." After the First Imperial Prince finished speaking, amidst the respectful send-off of those around him, he turned and left.

"Little Little Ningning, I've missed you so much, did you miss me?"

The Captain went through smoothly, successfully carving a path through the crowd, walked to the side of Ning Yan and Chen Chen Erniu, and even greeted other Spirit Repository Sword Holders familiarly.

Seeing this, the Captain felt proud in his heart, hugged Ning Yan again, winked, and whispered via voice transmission.

Xu Qing had a mournful face; after walking down and taking a look, he hurried back, fearing that someone would discover he had inexplicably become a deserter. On the way back, Xu Qing gradually discovered a terrifying fact.

The various races all around were terrified at this moment, all with respectful expressions.

"Blood Demon Commander."

His gaze swept over, and the First Imperial Prince spoke intensely.

At the very front were the vanguards, responsible for scouting; every time they descended to a certain area and confirmed it was safe, people would arrive one after another, and everything was orderly.

Those Spirit Repository Sword Holders who stood at the front like Ning Yan and Chen Chen Erniu all had strange expressions when they saw the Captain; among them, some had also been carried out by the battle-hardened cultivators, and almost every one of them had eaten the meat sent by the battle-hardened cultivators.

"Little Li Zi, your arm is growing a bit slowly; I'll get you some medicine later, I have experience."

Until after a long while, when they finally reached the bottom, Ning Yan saw that there was a massive stone-cone formation here that exuded an ancient aura.

This was the Immortal Forbidden Land, and also one of the eighty-eight imperial palaces of the ancient Emperor Emperor Xuanyou.

Just as the entire legion formed by Kong Kong Xianglong experienced some emotional fluctuations due to the arrival of the Captain alone, the First Imperial Prince and the high-level officials of the Prefecture Capital descended from the sky.

These prisoners of war had clearly been implanted with some special objects; after appearing, they were terrified, and when thrown into the strange substances, their bodies seemed to turn into black holes, actually beginning to absorb the strange substances frantically.

The First Imperial Prince spoke calmly, and after finishing, turned to look at the people behind him.

They had a deep impression of the battle-hardened cultivators.

Following the hole, one could see that there seemed to be a world existing below.

"Your subordinate is here!"

"In that case, is this acceptable?"

Xiang Xiang Ningyan was also surprised in his heart; on the way here, he had secretly scouted the surroundings but found no trace of his Master.

However, since an Imperial Prince had proposed opening the Immortal Prohibition, he naturally had multiple contingency plans, so very quickly a large number of soldiers arrived, each with several fist-sized cages tied to their bodies.

"The land of the Immortal Prohibition concerns the human battlefield and is of great importance."

"I am thinking of you."

The arrival of this group caused the surroundings to solidify; even the strange substances in the deep pit of the Prison Department were suppressed, and the roaring sounds coming from within paused.

After finishing the voice transmission, the Captain looked up and down, searching for the figure of his Master.