Chapter 475: The Road to Immortal Prison Opens

This is also why those major sects destroy the boundary of the mined veins after auctioning them off, to prevent future troubles.

However, the boundary of the living realm is guarded by the strongest of the myriad races, and no one dares to act against it directly.

The resources within are of no interest to the cultivators of the grand world, and weaklings like Mo Fuyang can't even find their way there, so they are left to their own devices.

In many local upheavals, half of the ten major events involve cultivators from small boundaries, which seems quite odd to the cultivators of the grand world.

If you transcend everything, there's nothing to say, but why can't these weaklings just cultivate immortality quietly? They can't stay calm, only slightly better than the actions of starry sky thieves.

How to properly settle these small boundary cultivators is a major issue left by the history of immortals.

When boundaries first emerged, they were connected to the grand world, and countless cultivators ventured to the grand world.

The key is that those people have unusual statuses in the small boundaries, mostly being patriarchs with cunning minds.

Cultivators of the same realm at low levels can't really play against them, and many weaklings are harmed by them, unaware of any wrongdoing, while shouting: Is cultivating immortality without striving truly cultivating immortality?!

The strong of the grand world naturally give such people a small shock from the grand world, saying: You're right, if I kill you from several realms higher, don't cry out, for you are like an ant to us.

But there are two sides to everything, and there are capable people there too, like Yin Tianshou, who is admired by many in the immortal halls.

According to Weiyue, the strongest of the myriad races in the Boundless Great World have been preparing a grand plan, seemingly since the end of the era of great slaughter.

Yin Tianshou knows he won't see that day, so he places his hopes on the next generation.

After so many years of cultivating immortality, he no longer has the ambition for immortal competition, but hopes that people from the small boundary can see that day.

Fate led him to meet Chen Xun and Black Bull, like seeing a ray of dawn, bringing great comfort to his heart.

His thoughts are actually too simple, so simple that even Cui Ying finds it hard to accept, with no elaborate schemes or calculations.

Yin Tianshou no longer places great hopes as he did when nurturing that disciple.

He doesn't place any great hopes on Chen Xun and Black Bull, just wants them to survive, see more of the future, and not be blinded by boundary hatred.

The world is vast, and the immortal path ahead is boundless, don't be confined to one place like him.

Such an immortal path is too bleak, even the spirit is worn down, and this is the true severed path of immortality.

If someone like Chen Xun has no guidance on the immortal path, his end would be like that disciple, or perhaps become another version of himself, dim and lackluster.

His hope has always been the last remaining trace of beauty in his heart.

No one could imagine that the peerless strongman who emerged from the small boundary has become like this after the vicissitudes of time, the sea changes, and the relentless years.

Yin Tianshou looked at Black Bull: "Black Bull, take Chen Xun and come with me, I'll heal him."

As soon as he finished speaking, a treasure shuttle with wings materialized in the void.

In his palm, he held a medicine case engraved with the word "prison," formed by law patterns, understandable to any race.

It exuded an aura of inviolable majesty, unrelated to cultivation, reaching deep into one's soul.

No matter how profound your cultivation, your Dao heart would tremble before this word.

Chen Xun's drowsy eyelids suddenly widened!

Black Bull's eyes also opened wide!

The shadow of many years finally saw the light of day, Chen Xun's severely injured body seemed to tremble, his energy, spirit, and vigor slowly recovering.

This situation made Yin Tianshou's eyelid twitch as well, what was going on with Chen Xun's body?!

"Senior Yin... are we leaving... immediately?"

Chen Xun weakly coughed up blood, looking at the people above the pit, "May I say... farewell...?"

"Alright, we must arrive today, or I can't protect you."

Yin Tianshou nodded gently, a soft glow entered Chen Xun's body from his palm, and the latter's spirit was immediately revitalized.

Little Crane and Little Chi rushed down from above, their eyes filled with grief.

"Everyone... hehe. Cough cough... I'm leaving."

Chen Xun lay on Black Bull, forcing a smile, "Just follow what I instructed... wait for us."

Little Crane gave a beautiful yet sorrowful smile, and Little Chi gazed at them deeply, nodding with calm determination.

"Song Heng."

"Factory owner!!"

Song Heng cried out mournfully, as if his ancestors had died, almost lighting incense for Chen Xun.

"You... fatso." Chen Xun's mouth twitched, "I've said what I needed to... everything is temporarily entrusted to you..."

Qing Li and Qing Wan stood at the edge, their eyes filled with hatred, teeth grinding.

Suddenly, a voice as gentle as a spring breeze came, and the hatred in their eyes gradually faded, becoming more peaceful, as they cupped their hands towards Chen Xun.

Chen Xun smiled slightly, nodding in response.

"It's time to go."

Yin Tianshou looked at the sky, placing a hand on Black Bull, "There are some things I need to tell you alone."

"..Yes."

"..Moo."

Chen Xun and Black Bull replied softly, taking one last look at everyone, with a hint of regret in their eyes, knowing they wouldn't meet again for a thousand years.

Buzz—

A wisp of green smoke swirled in the pit, and three figures suddenly vanished, the treasure shuttle with wings solidifying completely.

A vast spatial passage appeared in the sky, like an abyss, vast and endless, full of darkness, drawn out by the medicine case with the word "prison."

Everyone on Trash Island bowed their heads respectfully, silent and somber.

In mid-air.

The treasure shuttle's formations were fully activated, Yin Tianshou's palm glowing with brilliance, his immense aura spreading everywhere.

He alone blocked the chaotic space currents outside, and the entire shuttle slowly entered the endless dark spatial passage.

Black Bull stood at the tail of the shuttle, countless people had chased out from the sea, all looking up at the sky.

"Big brother, second brother, we'll wait for your return!!"

Little Crane finally couldn't hold back, shouting loudly, "If you don't return in a thousand years, little sister will come find you!"

"That's right, Brother Xun, Brother Bull, little brother will definitely come to find you too!"

Little Chi roared towards the sky, shaking the sea with waves, his whole body trembling, "Little brother will wait for you in the Mengmu Sea Region for a thousand years!"

"Factory owner, have a safe journey~~~!"

Song Heng continued to shout mournfully, as if sending someone off, Little Chi almost couldn't hold back, a killing intent slowly emanating from him.

"Moo!!!" Black Bull shouted in the air, "Moo moo moo!!"

Chen Xun used all his strength to slowly take out a bouquet of flowers and an egg of a Foundation Establishment spirit beast, smiling gently at the sea.

Little Crane's eyes were filled with tears, realizing that the bouquet she gave back then wasn't ignored by big brother, but preserved perfectly until now. Big brother seemed carefree, but his heart was the most delicate and gentle.

Little Chi's mouth gaped open, frozen as if struck by lightning, this was what he forcibly gave to Brother Xun and Brother Bull when digging for treasures on the Tian Duan Plains...

So many years had passed, yet it was exactly the same as when he gave it.

You must know that such useless things would break and decay if not regularly nurtured and protected...

"Brother Xun!!!"

"Wait for us!!"

Chen Xun shouted with all his might, the appearance of Trash Island gradually shrinking.

Everyone's figures became blurry, the small chair by the coast turning into a tiny black dot.

The roaring waves gradually faded, the salty sea breeze and the stench of garbage dissipating, as they slowly entered the dark spatial passage, disappearing completely.

At this moment, the road to the Immortal Prison had fully opened, the treasure shuttle with wings traversing the boundless spatial passage, filled with the howling of spatial turbulence, moving at incredible speed.

The Immortal Prison of the Great World of Taiyi, gathering countless vicious criminals, even some prodigies willingly 'fall' here, this prison is also a domain, the place of exile for the myriad races' sinful spirits of the Taiyi grand world!

This prison is vast, comparable to a heavenly domain, its bloodiness beyond ordinary imagination.

Here is the ultimate collision of the flesh of the races' sinful spirits, survival of the fittest, with only one in a hundred surviving, those who walk out alive are truly great talents of the immortal path.

Buzz—

The treasure shuttle moved swiftly, the surrounding space twisting more and more.

Their path ahead was as dark and deep as this spatial passage, unclear and unfathomable, everything was unknown, yet it was a new journey.