418: Broken connections

This Time Bu Ge was anxious, even terrified.

Just thinking about it filled him with dread.

Currently, the strongest Cultivators among the players are only Rank Five, and even counting the state-stabilizing seal, they are only Rank Four.

Facing the Dragon Kin of the East Sea, the Eastern Domain forces represented by Yanwang Prefecture, and the Demonic Sects and Yuyao Kingdom in the South and North, they cannot even be considered transcendent, let alone equal.

They are completely in the novice stage.

But what is the situation like on Burial Emperor Star?

Here, Rank Five High-level Cultivators are merely hunting dogs for major Families, or even household servants and slaves.

Rank Two Clan Chiefs are still restricted by Old Ancestors and cannot act as they please.

The overall combat strength level is much higher than in Prison Land.

The most crucial thing is that Jian Linran might have other schemes, but his public slogan is directly targeting the players.

Once the immortal path between Prison Land and Burial Emperor Star restarts, a multitude of powerhouses from Burial Emperor Star will enter Prison Land.

Then the players will inevitably bear the brunt of the attack.

Yet, This Time Bu Ge was completely helpless.

The opponent is the Jian Family Head, a High-level Cultivator of at least Rank Two, whom he, a mere golden body statue, cannot resist.

Finally, after enduring a long period of dark imprisonment.

This Time Bu Ge was taken out by Jian Linran and placed upon the altar.

At this moment, Jian Linran was wearing an Apricot Yellow Daoist Robe, his hands and feet had transformed into Dragon Claws, and two long Dragon whiskers on his chin fluttered in the wind.

He appeared both mighty and eerie.

According to the players' intelligence, King Azure Dragon, who was visiting the Jian Family, became furious upon seeing his appearance, and ultimately left in displeasure.

He also took away a good number of Cultivators who were suspicious of Jian Linran.

Thus, when Jian Linran finally brought out This Time Bu Ge to open the passage, there wasn't a single major force of the same caliber remaining; only mid-tier forces were left.

This Time Bu Ge felt slightly relieved, knowing the players wouldn't descend to the most miserable state.

"Everyone."

Jian Linran raised the jian xie sword high, drawing in the sunlight's brilliance, reflecting a sharp killing intent.

"Prison Land has been isolated from my Burial Emperor Star for tens of thousands of years. The situation there is unclear, and the risks cannot be determined."

The representatives of the waiting small and medium forces exchanged glances.

A Sect Head from a small Sect spoke:

"Jian Linran, Prison Land was originally a place to exile wickedness. After tens of thousands of years of isolation, great evils may have already bred there."

Another person echoed:

"Precisely. These Extraterrestrial Demons are probably the means of that great evil."

"Although there will be risks, for the sake of our future descendants, we must completely eliminate the danger!"

On Burial Emperor Star, although Prison Land has been disconnected for tens of thousands of years, any force with a bit of Legacy knows the connection between the two.

Simply put, in the past, every once in a while, powerhouses from Burial Emperor Star would personally cleanse Prison Land to prevent truly formidable figures from emerging there.

However, now that the “immortal path” has been severed for tens of thousands of years, the Great Cleansing has also ceased for tens of thousands of years.

No one knows what Prison Land has become.

The immense risk has turned into fear, making many worry that powerhouses might Ascend and bring turmoil to Burial Emperor Star.

Jian Linran is exploiting this very fear.

At this moment, he raised the jian xie sword high, preparing to cast a Secret Technique to open the passage through This Time Bu Ge.

"Wait."

This Time Bu Ge suddenly spoke.

He scanned the surroundings; countless eyes below the altar looked toward him.

Jian Linran had chosen a desolate, open area far from the Jian Family Ancestral Land.

But because too many High-level Cultivators had gathered, simply by their breathing and cultivation, trees and flowers grew in a very short time, rivers began to flow rapidly, and layers of spiritual mist could be seen.

It clearly had the aura of a Supreme Mighty Figure opening an altar to preach the Dao, causing golden lotuses to spring from the earth.

But This Time Bu Ge was not frightened; he only looked toward Jian Linran, confirmed that the other party had indeed given him a chance to speak, and then said:

"Since Prison Land is a place for exiling wickedness, and there is a Great Cleansing every once in a while.

"No matter how you look at it, it doesn't seem like the goal is to let the descendants of these wicked ones reform.

"Then why not eradicate all wickedness from the start? Why bother establishing a Prison Land at all?"

This Time Bu Ge's lips curled up, and his voice was resonant:

"I boldly speculate that the original Prison Land imprisoned terrifying existences that you were fundamentally incapable of eliminating. They are still spreading their Legacy and power, forcing you to carry out periodic Great Cleansings.

"And now, tens of thousands of years have passed; no one can live that long.

"So you've grown bold and want to return to Prison Land... not to eradicate wickedness, but to seize treasures.

"Is that right or wrong?"

Jian Linran merely replied calmly:

"What does it matter to you whether it is or isn't?

"If you think you can destabilize morale with words and righteousness, then you are gravely mistaken."

This Time Bu Ge scanned the area once more.

Sure enough, none of the surrounding representatives, whether from major forces or Sect Heads from minor forces, showed any change in expression.

Who among those who made a name for themselves in the dog-eat-dog Cultivation World hasn't fought their way through schemes and intrigues?

To them, the truth is unimportant, righteousness is unimportant; only profit is eternal.

Jian Linran stopped speaking. His Dragon Claw raised the jian xie sword high, a wave of spiritual power surged forth, transforming into an illusory sword edge that violently descended toward This Time Bu Ge.

This Time Bu Ge closed his eyes.

He gave a bitter smile.

Swish!

A sword cry rang out.

"What—"

Jian Linran's surprised voice suddenly rang out.

This Time Bu Ge opened his eyes and immediately saw the jian xie sword being struck away.

A sharp Sword Intent actually burst forth from his body, first knocking away the jian xie sword, and then wandering aimlessly for a moment.

Subsequently, under the stunned gaze of the crowd, the Sword Intent suddenly flared up and attacked Jian Linran like crazy.

In a flash, the Sword Intent was completely dissolved by Jian Linran.

This Time Bu Ge couldn't even determine what method he had used; it was simply too fast.

However, what stunned him was that despite Jian Linran's extreme speed and mysterious methods, a wound clearly appeared on his long, almost Dragon-transformed face.

It wasn't deep, just a scratch, but it brought immense shock to everyone.

Whose Sword Intent was this, capable of wounding the Jian Family Head, who was at least Rank Two?

The representatives of the major forces surrounding them didn't dare to breathe, and some, upon recalling that trace of Sword Intent, didn't even dare to think for a moment.

"Good... good... to think you have such a method... It seems you have harbored rebellious intent for a long time... You must be killed..."

Jian Linran muttered for a moment.

The Dragon Claw stroked his face.

The wound healed instantly, leaving no trace.

But this still infuriated him—that the dignified Jian Linran was injured by Sword Intent left behind by a dead person.

It was too shameful.

He immediately looked back at This Time Bu Ge, clenched his Dragon Claw, and was about to continue casting the Secret Technique.

This Time Bu Ge sighed; he already knew where the Sword Intent had come from.

It was a method left on him by Jian Wanzhong back then.