The 4690th chapter first arrived in the prison world
Jiwu Xietian found the passage to the prison world on top of the Prison Pillar of Ten Thousand Tribulations. His eyes trembled violently and he was filled with surprise.
Nie Tian frowned, feeling confused.
With Ji Wu Xie Tian's identity and strength, he shouldn't have such a reaction.
Even though the passage to hell was no small matter, there was no need for him to look ecstatic.
Unless the prison passage has other functions! However, Nie Tian doesn't have time to think too much now. Now that he has come to this step, he can only move forward.
"Nie Tian!"
Jiwu Xietian quickly calmed down and gave a low drink.
"Um!"
Nie Tian agreed, turned around and glanced at Mo Ruxi. Without any further delay, he walked to the black mark of the Prison Pillar of Ten Thousand Tribulations.
Facing the black mark, he lost consciousness for a moment, as if his soul was being sucked into an endless abyss.
Fortunately, his consciousness was strong and he recovered immediately.
"I am now opening the passage to the prison world. You only have one chance, don't miss it!"
Jiwu Xietian's eyes turned cold, he was actually a little nervous, and his palms were sweating.
Nie Fan's Ten Thousand Tribulations Blood Wood bloodline has just been formed and is not yet stable. The passage to hell can only be opened once.
If Nie Tian misses this opportunity, it means that he will not be able to enter the prison world.
Nie Tian nodded solemnly with a determined expression.
But at this time, the black dark mark changed. The originally dark surroundings surged like water, and then gave birth to bulges like petals, which slowly opened up to form an abyss-like passage.
"Nie Tian!"
Jiwu Xietian drank again, very nervous.
Nie Tian did not answer, but dwarfed and walked into the dark passage.
The moment his figure entered, the black dark seal closed instantly and then slowly disappeared, as if nothing had happened.
"call!"
Jiwu Xietian let out a long breath, and his tense face relaxed slightly.
The passage to the Prison Pillar of Ten Thousand Tribulations was only open for a moment. If Nie Tian had been a little later, he might have been directly crushed by the Blood Wood of Ten Thousand Tribulations and become its nourishment.
Mo Ruxi's beautiful eyes trembled slightly, and a tear silently fell from the corner of her eye.
Thousands of words are contained in this drop of tear.
Before Nie Tian comes back, Mo Ruxi and others will stay in the original starry sky.
This place is far away from the heavens and relatively safe.
At the same moment, in the passage of the Prison Pillar of Ten Thousand Tribulations.
The moment Nie Tian entered the passage, he immediately felt a huge and fierce force of oppression.
His clothes were torn to pieces in an instant.
But the pressure within the prison passage is far more than that.
The force of oppression was strange, extremely powerful, and at the same time like a sharp blade, making Nie Tian feel as if the space around him had turned into steel needles. The slightest movement would cause extreme pain.
Almost instantly, his skin was torn apart inch by inch, and blood gushed out.
"The power in this space is so terrifying!"
Nie Tian endured the severe pain and walked forward step by step.
His martial body is already stronger than that of warriors of the same level, and even more terrifying than most of the powerful Heavenly Martial Saint Ancestors.
It is no exaggeration to say that even extremely hard objects such as meteorite iron and deep sea black iron cannot be stronger than his flesh and blood body.
However, at this time, facing the spatial pressure of the prison passage, the martial body could no longer bear it.
This shows how terrifying the time and space oppression in the prison passage is.
"Seven, eight, nine..., seventy-six, seventy-seven, seventy-eight..." Nie Tian moved forward step by step, silently chanting in his heart every time he took a step.
This is a truly bloody road! When he reached more than 300 steps, Nie Tian almost felt that all the flesh and blood in his body were being swallowed up by time and space, and he could clearly hear the sound of bones rubbing against the pressure of time and space in his ears.
But he did not stop, but continued to move forward.
"Seven hundred and sixty-six, seven hundred and ninety-six, nine hundred and ninety-six..." After walking for an unknown amount of time, Nie Tian even felt that his consciousness was a little blurry, but he was still murmuring softly.
The pressure in the hell passage was like maggots on the tarsal bones, causing great damage to his soul.
Next, Nie Tian walked more than a hundred steps, and all his strength was almost exhausted.
"puff!"
But at this moment, he felt that his feet suddenly stepped on nothing, and then his whole body fell straight down and lost consciousness.
After an unknown amount of time, Nie Tian finally regained consciousness.
He wanted to open his eyes, but he felt that his eyelids were so heavy that he couldn't open them.
But his consciousness was awake, and after several attempts, he finally opened his eyes.
Everything in front of me gradually became clearer, and the first thing that caught my eye was the vast, empty, dark sky.
"Have I come to the prison world?"
Only then did Nie Tian realize that he was lying on his back. He sat up with difficulty, but felt sharp pain like needles all over his body.
He struggled to stand up, checked his body, and found that the flesh and blood all over his body was still there, but his body was covered with deep and shallow blood marks.
"The pressure in the prison passage is really terrifying. Fortunately, it didn't kill me."
Nie Tian suddenly realized that he was completely naked and couldn't help but smile bitterly.
Then, he began to look around and found that he was in a valley.
"Um?"
Suddenly, he found a pile of bones and several sets of clothes stained with blood next to a huge rock not far away.
"It seems that this valley is the lair of ferocious beasts, and these bones are the prey of ferocious beasts."
Nie Tian looked at it and found that there were marks left by wild beasts on the bones, and murmured.
He picked out a pair of clothes that were barely in good condition and put them on, but they smelled of blood.
At this time, I can’t care much, so it’s good to have something to wear.
Next, Nie Tian walked out of the valley, found a hidden place, and recovered from his injuries.
"The power environment in the prison world is very different from the holy world in the heavens, and my recovery ability has also become much weaker."
Three days later, Nie Tian's body gradually recovered, but he couldn't help but sigh.
If it were in the past, with his martial recovery ability, the injuries on his body would be healed in half a day at most.
But now, it took three days to fully recover.
Moreover, he also discovered that the environment in the prison world is very different from that in the holy world of heavens. Day and night are not very clear, and the whole world is in darkness.
"I wonder which of the seven hell realms this is?"
Nie Tian shook his head slightly, preparing to leave the mountains and forests in front of him and visit nearby villages or cities.
Now that you have arrived in the prison world, you should at least get familiar with it first.
Soon, he walked out of the forest. In front of him was a flat and vast wasteland, and he could vaguely see the villages in the distance.
"Um?"
But at this moment, Nie Tian suddenly turned around and saw a high platform more than ten meters high in the distance, which was extremely conspicuous on the flat wasteland.
"It's an altar!"
Nie Tian's eyes narrowed slightly, and then he saw clearly that the high platform was actually an altar.
When he took a closer look, he saw a scene that made his eyes tremble.
On top of the altar, several iron chains were entangled like black snakes, tightly binding a thin figure.
Around the altar, hundreds of people were watching, noisily and seemingly very angry.
Nie Tian frowned, his body moved instantly, and he ran over.
Arriving a few hundred meters away from the altar, he finally saw the figure on the altar clearly.
This is a little girl of seven or eight years old, her cheeks are as pale as paper, her hands are locked by iron chains, and dozens of daggers are inserted into her body. The bright red blood keeps flowing out and falls on the altar!