In the second half of Jing Jiu's retreat in Qingshan, he had already calculated the journey to the Demon Prison clearly.

If there were no accidents, he would have returned to Qingshan quietly at this time, lying on a bamboo chair beside Shenmo Peak Cliff, waiting for the news from Chaoge City.

But variables still appeared. Someone calculated that he sneaked into the Demon Suppression Prison and notified the Zhongzhou Sect.

That person should be his senior brother.

He roughly understood what the senior brother wanted to do, and he also figured out how he should leave the Demon Suppression Prison, so he kept waiting for that thing to happen.

If Canglong really chased after him when he left the Demon Suppression Prison, the people in Chaoge City would have suffered heavy casualties.

He doesn't care about the world, nor does he want the world to suffer because of himself.

Knowing that destroying the Demon Suppression Prison would cause great shock and cause countless powerful people from the mainland, he still did this.

There were constant earthquakes in Chaoge City, and the court evacuated the entire city, which was what he was waiting for.

Then he began to wait for the Emperor of the Underworld.

When leaving the verdant valley, he took the gift of the Emperor of the Underworld and the bouquet of lilac wild flowers.

This was an accidental decision made by the three years of practice in the Demon Suppression Prison, not something he thought of when he was in seclusion in Qingshan.

Now it seems that this accidental decision has become his greatest hope for leaving the Demon Prison.

The bouquet of lilac wild flowers is swaying in the wind.

The wind was already blowing in that place, and it was time for him to leave.

"I hope you enjoyed the gift I prepared for you."

Jing Jiu said to the old man.

The old man sneered and said, "This is impossible! Even if you really find the Emperor of the Underworld, you can't give him guidance because you are too weak."

Jing Jiu slowly stood up and looked at him without saying anything.

The old man shouted loudly: "This is impossible! Even if you can leave an anchor for him on the other side, he will not be able to come out because he is weaker!"

Jing Jiu said: "Those mosquitoes haven't sucked his soul fire for three years."

The old man's face became very ugly and he said, "This is impossible!"

The mosquitoes in the Demon Suppression Prison even feel troublesome, so they are naturally not that easy to deal with.

The methods Jing Jiu used when helping Emperor Ming seemed simple, but they were not.

When isolated from heaven and earth, he can also use the Daze’s wind and rain method to maintain the cloud for a long time and can even draw lightning from the clouds. Although it has the function of that bell, he still relies more on his understanding and mastery of the ultimate principles of heaven and earth.

This level of perception and mastery must even reach the realm of heaven in order to form a world of heaven.

Whether it is finding the Emperor of the Underworld, leaving a mark on the other side, or dispersing mosquitoes, it is almost impossible to do.

So it is impossible for the old man to say three times in a row.

But the person who designed these things back then was Taiping Zhenren, and Jing Jiu came to do this today.

In front of these two people, what is impossible in the world?

The old man looked at the darkest part of the night, his face was almost darker than the night.

What should have happened has happened.

Jing Jiu put the iron sword into his body.

This is the first time he has done this.

He flew towards the night sky, his figure as charming as he could not speak.

Within a few breaths, he arrived at the second level of the Demon Prison.

This is the multiple-choice question he left for Canglong.

Come and chase me.

Still go to deal with the Emperor of the Underworld.

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In the deepest part of the Demon-Suppressing Prison, at the other end of the turbulent flow of time and space, in the verdant valley, the Emperor of the Underworld quietly looked at the dark cloud above his head.

After Jing Jiu left, he had been doing this. His dark pupils, as if they were about to cast a trace in the dark clouds.

I don't know when and what woke him up. He reached into the cloud and when he took it back, the bright little silver bell had already landed in his palm, and his movements were casual and natural, like picking a fruit from a tree.

Without bells, the clouds could not produce lightning, and the mosquitoes hiding everywhere in the valley flew out one after another.

Emperor Dark walked out of the valley with a bell.

The formation map was stomped off by his feet.

The wind and rain Taoist method dissipates.

The clouds scattered.

The mosquitoes came to him because they were too small to be seen, but the buzzing sounds were still as annoying as they had been in the past six hundred years.

The Emperor of the Underworld didn't understand it either. He stood at the edge of the cliff and looked at the chaotic black deep sea.

The mosquitoes from the Demon Suppression Prison landed on his body. They had not tasted the smell of soul fire for three years, and seemed a little crazy and terrible.

The dark sea reflected into the eyes of the Emperor of the Underworld, which was extremely dark, and suddenly a bright light lit up.

The gorgeous light came from the depths of the Emperor's body, overflowing from his skin and clothes, turning into countless extremely subtle lightning bolts, killing all the mosquitoes.

The wind blew outside the cliff, and the corpses of the mosquitoes piled up like dust.

Emperor Dark stepped forward into the wind and came to the deep black sea.

It is said that there is no concept of time and space in Taichang Prison. In fact, it is just an infinite approximation, not really. The black deep sea is more like a river composed of time and space debris. Even if the strong man in Tongtian Realm falls in it, if the outside world does not have coordinates of mental sensing, he may wander for many years.

If the concept of space here is vague, then where is the outside world?

No matter where you are on the river, as long as you want to cross a river, you have to go to the other side.

The outside world is the other side.

The Emperor of the Underworld crossed this river, just like when he was a child, he ended his drift.

The verdant valley or black and white illusion disappeared in an instant.

Six hundred years later, he finally left Taichang Prison and came to the real world, although it was still the Demon-Suppressing Prison.

He saw the long passage leading to the abyss, full of strong winds, and saw a touch of purple in the afterglow.

There is a bouquet of lilac flowers among the stones.

When Jing Jiu left, he asked Emperor Ming to give him a gift, which was this bouquet of flowers.

In fact, this is a gift from Jing Jiu to the Emperor of the Underworld.

The other side of the river.

The flower branches were gently swayed by the wind brought by the figure of the Emperor of the Underworld.

The soul and soul are united.

Emperor Ming laughed.

It is not the joyful smile of escape.

It is a laugh with a calm and determined meaning.

When he was besieged by the human race, he was once hit by an immortal talisman coming from the sky, and his foundation was damaged and he could not return to the lower realm directly. If he left the Demon Suppression Prison at this time, he would inevitably be besieged by the human race again. With his current realm strength, he had no hope of escaping and would definitely die.

What is he going to do? Make a big fuss in the Demon Suppression Prison?

The Emperor of the Underworld flew into the long passage.

The passage was filled with the smell of strong wind and fishy smell, and he didn't care at all.

I don’t know how long it took, but he finally arrived at the end of the passage.

At the end of the passage is a transparent wall, which seems weak, but in fact it is the strongest barrier in the Chaotian Continent.

The other side of the transparent wall is the abyss.

Dark, cold abyss.

The Emperor of the Underworld stared into the abyss.

The abyss stared at him too.

Each is affectionate.

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(The name of this chapter was originally called Bi Yanhua, but I really like the final picture, so I changed it to this now.)

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Chapter completed!