After entering the dungeon, Zhan Chen kept in touch with the clone. One floor passed, two floors passed... Until the tenth floor, this connection has not disappeared due to the lengthening of the distance. At this moment, Zhan Chen
Chen's appearance remained normal on the outside, but inside he became more and more agitated.
After returning to his cell, Chen An took off his handcuffs and closed the cell door. Only then did a huge stone in Zhan Chen's heart fall to the ground.
He succeeded, because up to this point, he could still clearly sense and control the movements of his clone. This was due to the fact that he had completely refined Tiangang Star. It is no exaggeration to say that Tiangang Star has now transformed into him.
Part of his body can react with his body from a long distance, far beyond the limit of the Immortal Realm Immortal!
"It seems that this small distance can't trouble my clone!" A smile appeared on Zhan Chen's mouth.
Since the clone's time to maintain its form was limited, Zhan Chen controlled it to open the toilet door, and transformed into Tiangang Star again, hiding in a gap in a corner. If he didn't dig the gap deliberately, no one would find it.
its existence.
However, the experiment did not end here. Next, Zhan Chen stayed in the prison with his eyes closed and rested, waiting for the passage of time. Until near midnight, he suddenly opened his eyes and used his celestial consciousness to reconnect with the weapon in the toilet.
Tiangang Xing, Tiangang Xing immediately followed his instructions, flew out of the corner, changed into Zhan Chen's form again, and transformed into a night clothes suitable for night activities, quietly hiding at the door and looking out.
The dungeon looked even more gloomy under the darkness of night. Zhan Chen could clearly see the guards lingering on the surrounding city walls. It could be said that the intensity of martial law in the dungeon continued unabated at night.
However, Zhan Chen discovered an exciting situation. Although there were more guards, they seemed more relaxed than during the day. They often gathered together in twos and threes to talk. Xu was the "peace" in the dungeon.
The days have passed for too long, and these demon cultivators have become more or less slack.
"Great! Facing these careless guards, I don't have no chance!" Zhan Chen felt a little lucky in his heart. At this moment, a loud rumble came from the gate of the city wall outside the prison, causing all the guards to panic.
He looked in that direction unconsciously.
At this moment, Zhan Chen controlled his clone and sprinted towards the entrance of the dungeon as fast as possible. Of course, he did not dare to use the Aurora Step, otherwise his secret would be revealed at once.
After quickly leaving the square, Zhan Chen found a dark corner near the entrance of the dungeon and hid behind an obstacle. (This was something he had already observed early on.) During this process, there were no guards.
They could sense the existence of his clone, because at this moment their attention was focused on the door.
At this time, the door of the dungeon slowly rose, and a huge carriage drove in. The carriage was pulled by four hell wildebeests. (The hell wildebeest is a ninth-level dark attribute monster with infinite power.)
There were ten demon cultivators who only had the Peeping Yuan Realm sitting in the car, and at the end they were dragging a huge sealed iron carriage, which was obviously used to transport corpses.
Zhan Chen ordered his clone to restrain his breath and quietly observed all this. The carriage stopped at the entrance of the dungeon. It was less than a hundred meters away from where Zhan Chen's clone was hiding. Even a warrior could reach this distance in an instant.
Arrive, let alone the Immortal.
Zhan Chen took another look at the guards on the high walls around him, and felt confident that he could quickly rush to where the carriage stopped before the guards noticed.
Ten demon cultivators jumped off the carriage and entered the entrance of the dungeon together. Next, Zhan Chen saw them carrying corpses up one after another, still complaining while carrying them.
Only one person was heard cursing: "It's really unlucky to carry this body in the middle of the night, and even have to go to the fifteenth floor of the dungeon to lift the dead body out from the cages. In fact, as long as the prison chiefs do it themselves, it will be very easy."
We can collect all the corpses soon."
Another person echoed: "Oh, that's not true! We talk a lot at the top but break our legs at the bottom. How can we say that our cultivation is low? We can only do this kind of work, but this job also has its advantages."
"What's the benefit?"
"It's just a little dirty and cumbersome, but it's one of the few tasks in the sect that can steadily earn merit points."
"Well, I just feel that it's a bit frustrating to be so humble every day."
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The two of them each threw the body into the carriage like a piece of trash, then turned around and entered the dungeon to continue carrying the body.
Most of those corpses were mutilated, with arms and legs missing everywhere. Some corpses were even divided into two halves or even into several pieces. The sight was shocking! It was obvious that they had suffered inhuman treatment during their lifetime, otherwise they would not have been like this.
Some people were not completely dead and were still alive, but they were obviously unable to survive and were treated as corpses and thrown into corpse trucks.
Zhan Chen privately thought that this might be the reason why the group of demon cultivators did not use storage or transport the corpses at once but adopted the time-consuming and laborious method of manual transportation, because as long as the person is still alive, he cannot be put into storage.
Each time this group of demonic cultivators traveled to and from the ground and underground, the time gradually lengthened. This was related to the number of floors they went to, and there was a long gap between their departures.
Zhan Chen finally couldn't bear it any longer. He used his clone to observe the surroundings and picked a time when the guards on the city wall didn't even look at him. At the right time, he controlled the clone to rush toward the corpse truck.
! This is a rehearsal for escape. Even if he is unfortunately discovered by the guards, he will not be at any risk, because as long as he transforms his clone into Tiangang Star again, no one will find out about him.
Zhan Chen's clone was very fast. In less than a blink of an eye, he arrived at the iron carriage of the carriage. Even the four hell wildebeests did not feel his movement.
The clone quickly jumped onto the carriage and got in. What he saw was that there were corpses lying everywhere. There were about two hundred of them. Many of them were still wearing traps, and they did not take them off even after they died.
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Zhan Chen was stunned for a moment when he saw these Sleeping Immortal Locks, and then suddenly remembered: "That's right! Why didn't I think of that? If my plan to change the world is to succeed, the Sleeping Immortal Locks are crucial!"
It turned out that the Sleepy Immortal Locks used in the dungeon were all made according to the same model. Not only did they not look any different in appearance, but they even used the same key. He once saw Chen An open it with the same key.
I got the trap of several people.
Probably because there are too many prisoners coming in and out of the prison every day, the Ten Thousand Demons Sect does not have so much energy to create a unique key for each lock.
"The Sleeping Immortal Lock is a must!" Zhan Chen quickly asked his clone to take off a pair of Sleeping Immortal Locks from a corpse, then quickly left the corpse truck, hid in the original corner, and continued to observe everything.
The demon cultivators who carried the corpses came in and out more than a dozen times before they had finished moving all the corpses. However, they did not leave yet, but continued to wait where they were.
After a while, another man wearing prison guard clothes came up from the dungeon, handed them a list, and then said: "This is the list of these corpses. It has been stamped, just like before.
As long as you hand it over to the elder guarding the blood pool, your mission will be completed."
"Don't worry, senior brother!" A demon cultivator nodded and bowed with a smile.
Then the cell leader turned around and went back to the dungeon, and the group of demon cultivators also got on the corpse truck and drove it back.
When the door of the dungeon rose again, everyone's attention was attracted again. Taking this opportunity, Zhan Chen controlled the clone to quickly cross the square, hid in the toilet again, found a very hidden place, and trapped the trapped fairy.
He hid it, then let his clone transform into Tiangang Star again and hid it together as well.
After doing this, Zhan Chen breathed a sigh of relief, withdrew his immortal consciousness, and felt a deep weariness deep in his soul. This was not because his soul was consumed too much, but because he had been there since the beginning.
My spirit has been in a tense state, and now I can finally relax.
Falling on the bed, Zhan Chen stared at the ceiling and murmured: "Now everything is ready. Now I just have to wait for the next release, and during this period all I can do is pray..."
Zhan Chen, who had always been confident that he could control his own destiny, actually said such words. At this time, he was still worried, because there was probably still a long way to go before his next outing. If any accident happened, it would lead to the consequences of the previous one.
Your efforts are in vain.
Even if he can successfully implement his escape plan, what challenges will he encounter in the future? After escaping from the dungeon, can he also successfully escape from the Ten Thousand Demons Sect? All of this is unknown.