291: Distress

Years passed in silence, and time slipped away quietly.

According to the information provided by Chen Jiao, the lowest level of the Demon Sealing Prison was the largest, spanning a territory of hundreds of millions of kilometers, yet there were fewer than a hundred Devil Heads imprisoned here.

Vast land, sparse population!

This was also why Su Quan dared to risk entering the lowest level to Cultivate.

Immersed in the extremely dense dark mist, movement was restricted, Divine Sense could not be spread out, and the probability of two people meeting was too slim.

Suddenly.

Su Quan slowly opened his eyes, a black gleam of Nirvana flashing in his pupils.

"Three years have passed, and the Nether Poison Sacred Body is just a little bit away from Minor Achievement!"

The poison runes inscribed on his skin had all turned black, totaling more than 8,600.

And 10,000 was the threshold for the Sacred Body to reach Minor Achievement.

At the current speed of Cultivation, it would probably take another ten years.

"Let's go up first to recover for a while, take a break, and when I come back next time, I will make one final push to directly advance the Sacred Body to Minor Achievement!"

He stood up, the Mind-Cultivation Technique taught to him by Chen Jiao appearing in his mind.

He quickly felt the fluctuations originating from the teleportation array, which kept him from losing his way in this land of eternal darkness.

"Time to go!"

His Physical Body pushed through layers of energy mire, and after spending another day, Su Quan saw the light coming from ahead.

"Finally going up, and I don't know how those Devil Heads suppressed here manage to endure these painful, endless years!"

Su Quan pursed his lips.

Being imprisoned in such a hellish place was much more painful than killing them directly.

Not only did they have to endure endless darkness and deathly silence, but they also had to suffer the torture brought about by the constant erosion of dark energy.

Day after day, year after year.

No matter how resilient the Divine Soul of a Devil Head was, after staying here for a long time, they would become insane.

However, none of this had anything to do with him.

Su Quan flicked his finger to release a stream of cyan Qi, allowing it to merge with the red light circle, causing the surrounding space to tremble violently.

At this moment, the dark energy waves beside him parted to both sides.

A tall and burly figure suddenly lunged out.

She reached out a withered and sharp palm, grabbing towards Su Quan's neck.

The fluctuations stirred up by the battle caused the teleportation light circle, which was about to activate, to stop again.

This was something considered when the Demon Sealing Prison was first established.

To prevent the suppressed Devil Heads from escaping by holding a stationed Immortal hostage, the teleportation light circle would immediately terminate once abnormal energy fluctuations or the aura of a Devil Head were detected near it.

"Oh no!"

Su Quan reacted quickly, deep black light appearing in his palm, and he turned around to exchange a palm strike with the woman.

Boom—

The violent aftermath dissipated, pushing the surrounding black energy hundreds of meters away, forming a vacuum zone.

Taking this opportunity, Su Quan saw the figure of the old Devil Head before him clearly.

She was fully three meters tall, with a head of gray, withered hair, a face full of wrinkles, a hideous knife scar running across her entire face, features that were incomparably ugly, and skin glowing with an eerie red color.

Perhaps it was because she had been suppressed at the bottom of the prison for many years.

The muscles of her body began to wither, sticking to her large skeleton as if they had shrunk.

At first glance, she looked like a fierce ghost that had crawled out of Hell.

Su Quan's eyes were grave as he spoke his guess: "Are you... the Sect Leader of the Blood Sea Puppet Bone Sect, Zhangsun Feiye?"

"Hehe, I didn't expect that after so many years, there is still someone who remembers my name!"

A hoarse laugh emanated from the woman's throat.

She was not in a hurry to make a move, only shifting her steps to block the path between Su Quan and the teleportation light circle.

It really was her!

Su Quan felt some shock in his heart.

The strength of the Blood Sea Puppet Bone Sect was not simple.

At its Peak, it was regarded as the hegemon of the Demonic Path in the Southern Region of the Immortal Realm, and its strength was even above that of the Hehuan Sacred Sect.

As the Sect Leader, although Zhangsun Feiye was only at the Peak Immortal King Realm, she had the reputation of being invincible among her peers, could fight across levels against an Immortal Emperor, and was hailed as a super Genius who suppressed an entire era.

Such a big figure, who had a high probability of passing the Emperor Road, had mysteriously disappeared during an outing to gain experience.

This matter had always been an influential mystery in the Southern Region's Demonic Path, with many different opinions, but no one ever knew her exact whereabouts.

It was unexpected that she had long been suppressed under this Demon Sealing Prison by the Nine Heavens Demon-Slaying Holy King.

"Little one, tell me, how is my Blood Sea Puppet Bone Sect developing now? Has it become one of the top three behemoths in the Immortal Realm?"

"The Blood Sea Puppet Bone Sect?"

"Ever since you disappeared, this Sect started going downhill, its strength constantly decaying, and it was completely destroyed and erased from the Immortal Realm tens of thousands of years ago."

While speaking, Su Quan retreated a few steps, cautiously distancing himself from this Devil Head, who appeared somewhat insane.

"The Sect was destroyed?"

Zhangsun Feiye's expression was slightly stunned, and her face quickly became twisted as she questioned: "Who did it?"

"The Heavenly Court, 30,000 heavenly soldiers and generals pressed down on the border, and the Blood Sea Puppet Bone Sect, from top to bottom, had no survivors left; they were all slaughtered!"

Su Quan told the truth.

"The Heavenly Court, it's the Heavenly Court again!"

"My hatred for the Heavenly Court is irreconcilable!"

Zhangsun Feiye's eyes widened in anger, and she let out a shrill roar.

It was clear that this news was a huge blow to her.

Su Quan just watched the woman go mad silently, then retreated a few more steps, already prepared to run away at any time.

This was a Peak Immortal King.

Even though she had been suppressed under the Demon Sealing Prison for countless years and her strength was not even one percent of what it was at her Peak, she was still not someone he, a Nine Heavens Profound Immortal, could contend with now.

"I'm really unlucky this time to run into a Devil Head camping near the teleportation light circle; such a thing hasn't happened for hundreds of thousands of years, right? And this time, I just happened to run into it!"

Su Quan felt somewhat helpless.

At this time, the distance between the two had separated to over a thousand meters.

Zhangsun Feiye was still holding her head with both hands, roaring and screaming, her sanity clearly somewhat deranged.

Su Quan seized the opportunity, turned around, and fled into the distance.

There was more than one teleportation light circle in each level of the Demon Sealing Prison; as long as he could escape from here, he could completely return to the top through another light circle.

His movements startled Zhangsun Feiye out of her crazed state.

The woman's speed was terrifying.

In such viscous dark energy, she could still move at high speed, leaving a series of afterimages behind her.

In just a few breaths, she lunged in front of Su Quan again.

"Little one, where do you want to go?"

"Take me out; I don't want to stay in this hellish place for even a moment longer. I want to leave here and go find the Heavenly Court for revenge!"

Dense poison runes appeared on the surface of Su Quan's skin, pushing the Nether Poison Sacred Body to the limit, and the Nirvana Poison manifested and was slapped directly towards the woman.

This terrifying poison, which could cause an Immortal Lord to perish and make an Immortal King change color, was easily neutralized by the Blood Sea Qi spewed from the woman's mouth.

A sinister smile curled at the corners of her mouth, and a bone-white cage appeared out of thin air, imprisoning Su Quan inside.

"Otherwise, you will stay here forever to keep me company!"