Gu Er chose a burly alien and condensed an imprint with both hands in front of his chest.
"Ka! Ka ka ka!"
The holy chains surrounding the outer layer of the prison quickly retreated, and the cell door holding the alien opened automatically.
The burly orc bent slightly and stepped out of the cell.
Fang Heng stood at the side and said, "There are no rules in this fight. I am the referee. When I say stop, you stop. Understood?"
"Mm."
The orc nodded. A fierce glint flashed in his eyes as he stared fixedly at Gu Er.
"Begin!"
As soon as the words fell, the orc lowered his body and suddenly exerted force, stomping two shallow pits into the ground as he turned into a shadow and lunged toward Gu Er.
"Bang!!!"
Gu Er crossed his arms in front of him and was forced a few steps backward by the impact, but he steadily withstood it. His hands suddenly shot out and grabbed the opponent's shoulders.
"Good!"
Feeling the force of the charge, Gu Er revealed an excited expression. His muscles swelled as he suddenly exerted strength and flung the orc away.
"Boom!"
The orc was slamd against the wall behind him. Staring at Gu Er, the power of the ancient giant beast bloodline surged within his body, and his eyes were gradually covered in scarlet.
"Hahaha, again!"
Gu Er enjoyed the thrill brought by this kind of battle. He did not directly use holy power; instead, relying on brute physical strength and combat techniques to fight the orc, constantly pressing him in an attempt to stimulate their potential.
Fang Heng withdrew his gaze from Gu Er.
He had long seen the gap in strength between the two.
If Gu Er were serious, that orc would not have been his opponent at all.
While the two were fighting, Fang Heng slowly walked to the cell where the Dark Clan was imprisoned.
The Dark Clan looked at Fang Heng in confusion, raising their guard as they stood up and stared at him as well.
Fang Heng quickly condensed an imprint in front of him.
"Ka ka ka."
The cell door opened.
The Dark Clan beca even more puzzled, staring at Fang Heng.
What did he an?
Fang Heng walked into the cell and extended his hand forward.
"Chi!"
A strand of death aura swirled in his palm.
The imprisoned Dark Clan's expression changed drastically. He raised his head and stared fixedly at Fang Heng.
The aura of Death?
How had he done it?
"I am looking for the Nether Emperor. Do you have any news of him?"
A look of astonishnt flashed through the Dark Clan's eyes. His expression changed several tis. After hesitating for a mont, he said, "Who are you? Why are you looking for the Nether Emperor?"
"I have so grudges with the God Clan. Soone told that if I want the support of your Dark Clan, I must find the Nether Emperor. Do you know or not?"
The Dark Clan was sowhat stunned. Looking at Fang Heng, the word 'suspicion' was practically written on his face.
Weren't you one of the God Clan yourself? And you had grudges with the God Clan?
"My ti is limited. Do you know or not?"
The Dark Clan said, "I only heard that the Nether Emperor seed to have been imprisoned in the Tribunal of Sin. I don't know if it's true. I have been imprisoned here and have never seen the Nether Emperor."
Fang Heng nodded lightly and reached out his hand toward the Dark Clan.
Hm?
The Dark Clan instinctively tried to dodge, but his vision blurred, and his right hand was already firmly seized.
"You..."
"Quiet."
Fang Heng released his spiritual perception and probed the imprint left on the Dark Clan's body.
The alchemy magic array that controlled the opening of ordinary cell entrances was simple. Only a single hand seal activated by holy power was required.
The real trouble lay in the seals placed on the prisoners.
Multiple layers of seal restrictions had specific triggering procedures. Forcibly unlocking them would directly trigger an alarm and even affect the caster's life.
Using Origin Power to slowly dissolve them was one thod, but it would take a very long ti to completely erode them.
It seed he would have to go to the library to look up information regarding the control of seals.
"Rember, do not ntion my matter to anyone."
A mont later, Fang Heng released his hand, left the prison, and closed the alchemy magic array again.
The Dark Clan watched Fang Heng leave, even more confused.
However, he truly did not know any information about the Nether Emperor.
Gu Er had played around enough. He lifted his leg and sent the orc flying with a whip kick, heavily kicking him back into the cell, and shouted, "Boring. Next! Isn't there anyone stronger?"
Fang Heng walked out of the cell and leaned against the wall. His gaze occasionally shifted toward the deeper sections of the prison, pondering silently.
The third prison district was still too ordinary. The prisoners' strength was weak. The Nether Emperor would never have been imprisoned in a place like this.
He still had to go deeper.
After fighting for a while, Gu Er retreated and looked at Fang Heng. "Your turn."
"No need."
"What?"
"Too weak. Not interesting." Fang Heng turned his back and strode toward the exit. "Let's go. In a couple of days, we'll find Quinn again and see if we can switch to another district and find stronger opponents."
"Heh, true enough."
Gu Er had been holding back as well and felt it was not very satisfying. Still, he had enjoyed himself sowhat, so he followed Fang Heng back.
After returning to the rest area, Fang Heng went straight to the library.
The prison library did not have many books. Records regarding the seals on prisoners were placed on the most conspicuous shelf near the entrance.
Fang Heng picked up a book and imdiately sat in the reading area to read.
What a complex seal magic array.
After a brief glance, Fang Heng imdiately frowned.
The seal magic arrays had multiple functions and were even divided into levels.
The prisoners in the third district bore the lowest-level seals. Even so, there were twelve special control rituals.
Fang Heng flipped through page after page until he finished reading the entire book.
The book recorded the control thods for each seal.
But there were no instructions on how to completely remove them.
It seed that part had been hidden.
Fang Heng reopened the book.
It did not matter. Based on this information, he could make so deductions and calculate the structure of the seals...
Whoosh!
While flipping through the book, the God's Eye in Fang Heng's right eye rapidly rotated, beginning to construct the magic array within the sea of consciousness.
...
Six days later.
Ethan's squad's routine patrol of the prison had already gotten on track.
Over the past two days, Fang Heng had roughly figured out the situation of the underground domain of the Tribunal of Sin.
The Tribunal of Sin appeared divided into five levels.
Aside from daily patrols, no guards stayed in the prison continuously.
The third prison district overseen by Ethan's squad was on the uppermost level.
Under the pretext of wanting practical combat, Fang Heng secretly instigated Gu Er. Together, they sought out Quinn and proposed the idea of entering the lower levels.
Quinn was also willing to give face to the royal family and allowed Ethan's squad to enter the lower domain. He even promised that as long as they defeated all the criminals in the second basent and the third level of the Tribunal of Sin, they would be permitted to enter the trial grounds of the Tribunal of Sin.
The prisoners held in the second basent were clearly of a higher level.
Among them, the three strongest prisoners even possessed racial special abilities. As a result, Gu Er finally encountered real opponents and could only manage a draw even when exerting his full strength.
Gu Er was also a hotheaded fellow. When one attempt failed, he tried again, locking horns with one of the gnoll chieftain prisoners.
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