Deep underground in the main hall of the Central Palace, there is a top-secret training room.
This secret room is Duanmuhuang's exclusive training place. It is protected by a soul-level formation and can be said to be impregnable.
The spacious secret room with a radius of 100 meters is like a vast hall, magnificently decorated and extremely luxurious.
The ground is paved with high-quality gold and jade, the walls are built with top-quality spiritual jade, and various formations are arranged.
The surrounding walls are inlaid with various precious and rare gems, which can not only provide bright brilliance, but also continuously convey spiritual energy.
There is a thick layer of multi-colored spiritual mist floating in the air, and it will even condense into spiritual liquid and drip into a pool in the corner of the secret room.
The five-colored pool made of top-quality spiritual jade with a radius of two feet is Duanmuhuang's spiritual liquid pool.
At this moment, Duanmu Huang was sitting cross-legged in the pool of spiritual liquid, doing his best to heal his injuries and suppress the power of the divine Gu in his soul.
He was wearing a pair of dark blue trousers, his feet and upper body were bare, and his long hair was spread out, covering his face.
His skin was as dark as fire, as if it was about to burn, and the terrifyingly high body temperature caused all the spiritual fluid in the pool to evaporate into mist.
Under the skin, there were countless earthworm-like bulges, swimming through the flesh and blood, causing his body to continuously twist and deform.
Even his entire face became as red as fire, as if he was about to bleed.
His eyes were closed, but his two eyeballs were bulging, and black blood was constantly leaking from his nostrils, ear holes and corners of his mouth.
His soul was being corroded by the divine poison and was tortured by unparalleled pain.
But he gritted his teeth so hard that they bled, and he didn't say a word.
However, the power of the divine Gu reached its peak violent state, devouring his soul crazily.
"Ahhh!"
Duanmuhuang could no longer hold on to the extreme pain, as if thousands of insects were eating his soul, and finally raised his head and let out a heart-rending scream.
He held his head in both hands, shaking it like crazy, shaking his long hair desperately, stirring the spiritual liquid in the spiritual liquid pool, causing waves to rise one after another.
At this moment, he only had the feeling that there were countless ants in his head, eating away at his brain and marrow.
Moreover, that kind of extreme pain originates from the depths of the soul and cannot be isolated or relieved at all.
The most cruel torture in the world is none other than this!
"Long Zaitian! You bastard! Despicable beast! Miscellaneous! Bastard!"
I’m going to kill you! Kill you bitch!”
The extreme pain made Duanmuhuang furious and almost lost his mind.
He was roaring and cursing wildly, his eyes were as red as fire, and dark red blood kept pouring out.
Dark red blood fire surged all over his body, which was the blood flame burning flesh and blood, boiling and boiling the entire pool of spiritual liquid.
He was filled with rage, hatred and resentment, and his resentment towards the third prince reached its extreme.
If the third prince hadn't used the Gu artifact and spent several years secretly planting divine Gu on him, how could he have ended up like this?
How could he surrender to the Third Prince and be willing to obey the Third Prince's mercy and instructions?
In the past few years, the divine poison in his body would break out every three months, devouring his soul crazily.
However, he tried every means, even if he used the Duanmu family's ancestral magic weapon, he could not resolve it.
Because of this, his strength has been stuck at the fifth level of the Soul Refining Realm and has been stagnant for many years.
Since being infected by the divine Gu, his biggest wish is to improve his strength, reach the realm of Yuanshen, and become the supreme powerhouse!
Only by reaching the realm of Yuanshen and condensing the Dharma of Yuanshen can he possibly get rid of the divine poison in his soul.
Of course, it is only possible.
"Ahhh! Why haven't his people arrived yet?!"
Duanmuhuang struggled in agony, and blood kept pouring out of his seven orifices, dyeing the spiritual liquid pool red.
He couldn't help but roared towards the door of the secret room and asked the guard outside the door why the person escorting the God Talisman hadn't come yet.
If he no longer uses magic talismans to alleviate the power of the divine Gu, most of his soul will be swallowed up, his strength will be extremely weak, and he may even fall into the soul refining realm.
If he is not rescued by the talisman within three days, his soul will be devoured and he will die completely.
How could Duanmuhuang not be anxious and worried?
Outside the door of the secret room, there was a tall man in purple robe, standing respectfully.
He is Xingjian, the leader of Muhun Hall, Duanmuhuang’s absolute confidant.
Only a few people in the Duanmu family knew that Duanmu Huang possessed a divine poison and was secretly manipulated by the third prince, and Xingjian was one of them.
Every three months, when the divine poison attacks, Duanmu Huang will enter a secret room and retreat for a night.
The torture sword must be guarded outside the secret room, and no one is allowed to approach and disturb it.
In addition, he had to wait for the Third Prince's confidants to send the divine talisman and deliver it to Duanmu Huang.
Xing Jian counted the time, and when he saw that the time was about to pass, he was secretly anxious.
Hearing Duanmu Huang's roar coming from the secret room, he suddenly became embarrassed and quickly replied respectfully: "Master, I don't know why, please be patient..."
"Asshole! Why are you still standing there? Go and summon him for questioning!" Duanmu Huang's furious roar came from the secret room again.
"I obey!" Xing Jian did not dare to disobey the order and quickly turned around and left to send out the jade slip to ask the Lord what was going on.
After all, this matter is of great importance and there is no room for error.
The torture sword passed through the underground passage as fast as the wind and reached the gate at the end of the passage.
Just as he was about to open the stone door at the end of the passage, the stone door suddenly opened.
As the dull sound of "rolling rolling" sounded, two tall and tall Tianyuan strongmen stepped in.
The two men walked side by side, one wearing a purple robe and a cloak, the other wearing a black robe and carrying a sword.
Their strength has reached the fifth and sixth levels of Tianyuan Realm. They exude a majestic and domineering aura, and their eyes are as deep and cold as the night sky.
Xing Jian was no stranger to the two of them, and when he saw them stepping through the stone door and walking in, he immediately breathed a sigh of relief.
"Huh...Two commanders, you are finally here!
You two are always on time, why are you nearly two hours late tonight? Our master can't wait any longer!"
Xing Jian was anxious and worried, so he couldn't help asking for the reason.
However, the purple-robed commander glanced at him with cold eyes and said in an indifferent tone: "What? Are you blaming us for not doing things well?"
Xing Jian's body suddenly stiffened, and he quickly bowed and apologized, "My lord, please calm down. I would never dare to be disrespectful to these two lords in my humble position!"
Although, Xingjian's level of strength is higher than that of the two 'Commanders'.
But these two 'commanders' are the Lord's confidants and have high status.
Even with the courage of Xing Jian, he did not dare to offend the two 'commanders'.
When the purple-robed commander saw him apologizing, he snorted coldly and then walked towards the door of the secret room.
Xing Jian quickly followed the two of them and stood outside the secret room door.
The purple-robed 'commander' took out a round black treasure box, handed it to Xing Jian, and said in an indifferent voice: "Here is the thing, take it."