Chapter 513

The relationship between the major Immortal Sects of the Jin Ting Small Grotto-Heaven and the Upper Sects of the cultivation world had never been severed.

Just three days ago.

Sima Mo received a piece of news.

A Dao Lord powerhouse from Bai Yujing intended to tear open the Immortal Gate and receive the cultivators of the Upper Three Ranks back.

Hearing this news.

Sima Mo and He Jiuxuan reacted immediately.

Bai Yujing intended to forcibly take Si Feng back to the cultivation world; once Si Feng was taken to Bai Yujing, they would never again have a connection to the Immortal Fruit.

The Wan Fadian was very strong, but for these tens of thousands of years, it had never dared to openly covet the Immortal Fruit of Bai Yujing.

Why?

It was because the cultivators of Bai Yujing were strong enough.

To be precise, they were simply a bunch of lunatics.

There was once an extremely powerful sect, but just because it coveted the Immortal Fruit, it was slaughtered to the last person by three hundred Bai Yujing cultivators.

Bai Yujing also declined for a thousand years because of this.

But in the end, it still managed to pull through.

Such a crazy act was enough to deter all the Immortal Sects in the cultivation world.

The Northern Polar Immortal Sect did not want to let go of this stroke of fortune.

So Sima Mo decided to rob the prison before that Bai Yujing Dao Lord could take action to receive him.

The Black Prison was very close to the capital of the Yu Kingdom, and his identity was too special, making it unsuitable for him to take action.

So he moved the Black-Hearted True Person, who was also in the Dao Body Realm.

Besides this, there were several Heavenly Phenomenon Realm figures, and even more in the Profound Penetration Realm.

Most of these people were old retainers of the Purple Chai Jingong from back then; they only thought they had come to rescue their Palace Master and did not know the truth.

"Act tonight at the Hour of the Rat."

The Black-Hearted True Person said with an indifferent face.

"Good."

Those old retainers of the Purple Chai Jingong nodded fiercely, excitement flashing in their eyes.

The Purple Chai Jingong had been destroyed, and even if they went to the Northern Polar Immortal Sect, they were living under someone else's roof, like stray dogs.

They all hoped to rescue Si Feng and recreate their former glory.

He Jiuxuan looked at the expressions of the few.

He only found it laughable.

He glanced calmly at the Water Dao Stone in his sleeve, which he had obtained from the hands of those two Bai Yujing Shenxiao City disciples.

His goal had already been more than half achieved.

The reason he told Sima Mo about the Immortal Fruit was just to muddy the waters further.

He Jiuxuan had great self-awareness.

He knew very well that it was impossible for him to monopolize the fortune of the Immortal Fruit, so what he had to do was to steal a trace of the Immortal Fruit's spirit with the Water Dao Stone after the Black-Hearted True Person killed Si Feng.

With his status in the Wan Fadian, even if Sima Mo and those people knew, they wouldn't do anything.

It was the safest way.

While listening to the words of the Black-Hearted True Person, he looked toward the south.

'If I can obtain the fortune of that Immortal Fruit, perhaps I can take that step.'

The reason he chose to descend to the lower realm.

Besides avoiding the struggle of the Great Dao, it was actually more for the sake of that Immortal Fruit.

He was determined to obtain it!

The capital.

In a small hill thirty miles away, a fortress stood tall, looking like a vicious dragon opening its giant mouth.

This place was precisely the Black Prison.

It was the place where the Yu Kingdom imprisoned high-level criminals.

Anyone below the Upper Three Ranks was not qualified to be imprisoned here.

The defense was naturally incomparably strict.

Three battalions were drawn directly from the Imperial Guard, specifically to guard the Black Prison.

Within a thousand years.

The Black Prison might have been infiltrated by some petty thieves, but there had never been any overly malicious incidents.

A great formation, over a hundred talisman masters, and several Second-Rank powerhouses were stationed there.

Unless a First-Rank Land Immortal took action, it was as solid as a golden soup.

Even if a First-Rank powerhouse really took action, this place was only thirty miles from the capital, so naturally, the Land Immortals in the city would take action.

It could be called the most solid prison in the world.

It was precisely the time of night when the wind was high and the moon was dark.

A team of fully armed soldiers in armor and helmets guarded the front of the Black Prison like iron towers.

"Boss, in ten more days, we'll be able to rotate; we must find some women with big buttocks to have a good time."

A middle-aged burly man said with a wide grin.

They were all armored soldiers of the Imperial Guard, drawn to guard the Black Prison for six months, after which they would be rotated.

In this way.

It could reduce the possibility of mutiny due to resentment from being isolated from the world for too long, and it could also avoid long-term stationing, which might lead to collusion between inside and outside.

Another burly man, who looked like a small mountain, nodded with a smile: "Not bad, I'll treat when the time comes."

Hearing this.

The other soldiers all laughed.

In the Imperial Guard, who didn't know that their commander was most afraid of his wife?

I'm afraid even the money for whoring would need his wife's approval.

But how could he have the guts?

They didn't believe a single word of it.

For a time, sounds of banter arose everywhere.

"Boss, forget it, let's just pool our money to get a little lady to warm your bed, but if the sister-in-law sees..."

"Look at you, poking the boss's sore spot again."

The few teased.

The burly commander glared.

But just as he was about to speak.

Suddenly—

His pupils shrank violently.

He saw a black shadow appear abruptly before him.

It was a person.

'A master!'

The burly commander was greatly alarmed.

Then he saw a flash of light pass from the black shadow's right hand, and a sharp long blade pierced through the chest of a Black Prison guard, scarlet blood flowing down.

The guard's body went limp, and he collapsed to the ground with a thud.

"Enemy attack!"

The burly man shouted his last words with all his might.

Then his whole body was swallowed whole by a strange Daoist priest who looked like a monster with a bear's head and a human body.

The next instant.

Several figures swept out from behind the strange Daoist and charged toward the Black Prison formation.

The Black-Hearted True Person opened his bloody mouth.

His eyes were full of the excitement of slaughter.

He raised his right hand.

In an instant.

A giant hand, dozens of feet large, condensed from black mist and resembling a bear's paw, fell toward the Black Prison.

Instantly.

A large hole was smashed into the Black Prison wall, and the mountain-protecting formation shattered in response!

At the other end.

In a magnificent residence by the Jishui Pool in the capital.

Li Rui, who had originally been fast asleep, opened his eyes abruptly.

"This commotion..."

"First-Rank!"

Li Rui's heart was startled.

Just now, he had actually felt a powerhouse of the Land Immortal level take action.

The number of times a First-Rank powerhouse took action was already extremely rare, not to mention that this was the capital!

Even if it were a First-Rank, why would they take action in the very core of the Yu Kingdom?

Such things had not happened since the Immortal Calamity.

Something big had happened!

Li Rui determined the direction of the commotion in just an instant.

It was precisely that Black Prison outside the city!

Someone wanted to rob the prison.

Robbing the Black Prison...

Thinking of this, Li Rui's gaze became incomparably solemn.

And just at this moment—

A majestic voice resounded over the capital: "You rats, stop being rampant!"

It was none other than the Imperial Preceptor.

Then a divine rainbow flew out from the Imperial Palace, heading toward the Black Prison outside the city.

The Imperial Preceptor had taken action!

Li Rui looked at the divine rainbow, narrowing his eyes slightly.

After a slight consideration in his heart.

The Immortal Blade "Dragon Slayer" hanging on the wall flew into Li Rui's hand, blade and sheath together, and then he pushed open the room door and headed outside the city.

"I thought the Black Prison was how powerful."

"It's nothing more than this."

A demonic cultivator of the Northern Polar Immortal Sect hacked the Black Prison guard in front of him in two with a ghost-headed broadsword, a cruel smile curling his lips.

In just a few breaths.

The people of the Northern Polar Immortal Sect had already killed their way to the hinterland of the Black Prison.

They were already very close to the cell where Si Feng was imprisoned.

The demonic cultivator heard a miserable cry.

He turned his head.

First, he saw a man's face that was incomparably handsome, and then a bloody man's head that had been plucked off directly by He Jiuxuan.

It was an Imperial Guard commander guarding the Black Prison.

Heavenly Phenomenon Realm!

He was actually killed by He Jiuxuan just like that.

The demonic cultivator couldn't help but distance himself from He Jiuxuan, his eyes full of wariness, fearing that this demon would kill him too.

He Jiuxuan's eyes were full of excitement.

After killing his opponent.

He turned into a phantom and chased after the Black-Hearted Daoist.

He wanted Si Feng's blood, and he wanted it fresh!

(End of chapter)