"It's been half a month. I wonder if this kid is still alive?"
"I don't know. The prisoner in Room 10-3 seems to be a young boy. He shouldn't be very old. He shouldn't be a powerful person."
"I'm afraid he's already dead. It would be miserable for him to stay in that ghost place on the tenth floor for a month."
Some prisoners whispered that everyone knew Shenzheng's urinary properties. Once Dao Ling was imprisoned inside, there was no way he could be released early. There were quite a few people who died there over the years.
Prison No. 10 is very large. There are probably thousands of felons imprisoned in it. Anyone who is sent to Prison No. 10 has basically no chance of getting out alive.
Although there are eighteen floors of prisons in the Abyss, the prisons at the back are rarely used. There are some powerful people in Prison No. 10.
Deep inside Prison No. 10, this is a hall made of cast steel. It is heavily air-conditioned and patrolled by guards.
"Vice-deputy, it's been half a month. I'm afraid the prisoners in Room 3 of No. 10 can't bear it. You must not get along with a young boy like him."
This was a middle-aged man wearing dark red armor, speaking to the god Zheng with his hands behind his back in the temple.
Shenzheng turned his head, his cold face was as sharp as a knife, and his eyes were full of melancholy and cold, like an iron sword.
Shen Xinye shuddered and said: "Vice-President, what I mean is that the superiors have not tried him yet or convicted him yet. If he is accidentally killed, I am afraid that the superiors will blame him."
"go out."
Shenzheng's cold voice made Shen Xinye smile bitterly, and there was a cold look in his eyes. Dao Ling was the person to be watched over, but if he died on the tenth floor, he might be implicated.
But who is Shenzheng? How can he be persuaded?
The ten levels of the abyss are like a dark world, full of loneliness and coldness, lifeless.
In the deepest part, a shadow sat cross-legged. It has been half a month. Daoling searched for about thirty lunar source energy, which surprised him because there was a lot of source energy in it.
And there must be some inside, he is not ready to release it yet.
The root energy contained in the black abyss has grown stronger, which makes Dao Ling feel that as long as he persists, he will soon be able to break the seal.
However, Dao Ling knew very well that even if he could really break the seal, it would be difficult to get out. There is still a glimmer of hope for becoming a saint!
Dao Ling is not in a hurry, what he needs most now is not sanctification, but the energy of the lunar root, which is related to his physique.
On this day, Dao Ling set off and entered the eleventh floor. The pressure here was much stronger than that on the tenth floor, but it still couldn't shake Dao Ling's mind!
"My limit should be on the 12th or 13th floor."
Even so, it is still difficult for Dao Ling to walk. He is a mortal now and his speed is very slow.
It took half a month for Dao Ling to finish searching for the lunar root energy on the tenth level. Every time Dao Ling got a ray of energy, he began to refine it, and the black abyss gradually grew!
However, Dao Ling found that the farther away the Black Abyss was from Perfection, the slower it grew. Dao Ling was not surprised. After all, the Black Abyss was very evil and it would definitely not be easy to grow to the Perfect level.
"Huh?!"
When he finished refining the last one, Dao Ling faintly felt that the black abyss was changing, with a very terrifying aura hazy, and a terrifying shadow faintly inside!
This is a phantom, very strange and unusual, it seems to be the phantom of the Taiyin Ancient Emperor!
Dao Ling raised his brows, clenched his fists, and murmured to himself: "According to rumors, when practicing the Emperor's Scripture, there are projections of the Emperor manifesting, but..."
"But my origin is destined to be fused. It cannot exist. But now that there are some shadows of the Great Emperor, will there be any changes in the fusion?"
Dao Ling nodded. It was really difficult to say this kind of thing. After all, this was the original cultivation, not Dao Ling's cultivation.
"If the two origins really fight, my origin has given birth to the original Tiansuo Fist, and I should be able to overwhelm one of them!"
Dao Ling no longer cares about these things. At this time, he stood up and looked at the door leading to the twelfth floor!
According to rumors, the twelfth floor is a limit, and once you can break through the twelfth floor, you will have a will comparable to the most powerful one!
The limit of the Infinite Emperor is the seventeenth floor. Let alone the seventeenth floor, it is already extraordinary to be able to pass the fourteenth or fifth floor.
After all, the abyss is very special and cannot be calculated using common sense.
Dao Ling took a deep breath, and he slowly stepped into the twelfth floor. The twelfth floor was already very strong, and the pressure of will was coming like a violent storm!
Dao Ling's face twitched, and his whole body was trembling slightly. He felt that his will was about to be crushed, and the mountain hanging in his soul was about to crush his will.
"What a strong will and coercion!"
Dao Ling was covered in hair. This pressure of will was so dangerous that he would be shocked to death if he was not careful!
But Dao Lingjue, this is also a treasure place to hone his will. Although it is a bit risky, it will be strange if he does not have a strong will after working here for a few years.
But let’s wait and see if we can survive.
Dao Ling endured it silently for a while, his eyes also looked around, and his brows furrowed, because there was not as much Taiyin root energy in it as he imagined.
"Am I wrong in my guess?"
Dao Ling felt a headache. It was scary enough, but there was too little root energy. This was an accident.
"Will the prisoners take it away?" When Dao Ling thought of this, he shook his head. This is impossible. All the prisoners here are sealed, no doubt like ordinary people.
It is impossible for anyone to swallow this kind of energy. If Abyss really knew about this kind of energy body, it would definitely search for it and not leave it to Dao Ling.
Think about it, the root energy that Dao Ling gained during this period has strengthened the black abyss opened by Big Brother so much. One can imagine the importance of this root to the monks.
"There is always a way out!"
Dao Ling gritted his teeth and walked inside. In this adverse situation, Dao Ling would not give up the slightest hope.
It's just that when Dao Ling walked a little way inside and searched for a source of lunar energy, his eyes narrowed because Dao Ling saw a shadow!
It was like a ghost, existing deep in the twelfth floor, because it was too dark inside and Dao Ling couldn't see clearly.
He looked like a savage, with messy silk and very shabby robes. He was struggling in the deepest part of the twelfth floor, as if he was about to leave.
However, his condition was more serious than that of Dao Ling. He had many scars on his body and his blood had dried up and turned black, making him look very ferocious.
The savage also noticed Dao Ling. His eyes were as calm as a deep pool, and his rough face was full of vicissitudes of life and freedom.
"How can it be!"
Dao Ling looked as if he had been struck by lightning. He pointed at the savage and said in shock: "Cang Jue, you are Cang Jue!"
The savage was stunned, it was so familiar, he almost forgot his name, he almost forgot his identity, he almost forgot that he was once the all-powerful Cang Jue in Guan, the senior brother of Longyuan!
His whole body was trembling, his eyes were bloodshot for a moment, and an unimaginable excitement and hope appeared on his rough face. His blood flowed backwards in his chest, and he cried out sadly: "Who are you, who are you!"