Capítulo 1789: Chapter 1788: Prison Master, I’ll Make Sure You Can’t Even Be a Ghost
Upon hearing the words of the dark qi, countless grim figures erged from within the Blood Prison Thirteen Cities.
In their eyes, Xu Zii had already turned into blood food.
The sound of wind echoed in his ears.
“Buzz buzz buzz,” as countless voices arose, all these figures rushed forward.
“Die,” Xu Zii swept his hand.
The void twisted before him, with powerful force piercing through the universe.
The figures charging from all directions were annihilated by this powerful force.
“Blood Prison Thirteen Cities,” Xu Zii sneered.
“Find soone who can speak, co talk to .”
It seed Xu Zii’s dominance was too overwhelming, causing the figures around to pause for a mont.
“No wonder you dare enter, turns out you have so little skills.”
A hoarse voice resonated.
Imdiately, the surrounding black mist grew denser.
A blood-colored figure slowly erged from the mist.
This was a burly man clad in armor.
A heavy aura rippled out from his body, with powerful blood qi surging and “rumbling” suppressing the void.
The man looked at Xu Zii.
Slowly beckoning with his hand, he said, “Co, defeat and I’ll take you to see the Prison Master.”
As the man’s words fell, he charged forward like an angry bull.
His entire body exuding qi, he charged directly forward.
Xu Zii slightly turned his body, dodging this strike.
With a “boom” sound.
The man crashed directly into the nearby hall, as if it was indestructible.
Demolishing the entire hall into ruins.
The man turned around, unrelenting, crashing forward again.
This ti Xu Zii did not dodge.
Grasping the Tyrant Shadow, eager to try.
As the man approached, he swung down violently.
With a “boom” sound.
The man was cleaved in half, exploding directly into a blood mist.
At this mont, Xu Zii frowned slightly.
Because he realized the man was not dead, the blood mist quickly fled from him, condensing the man’s body again not far away.
It was akin to resurrection.
Xu Zii felt a special energy.
The man revived, his complexion pale.
Looking at Xu Zii with a hint of dread.
He had just died once, if not for the Blood Prison Thirteen Cities’ peculiarities.
He would have truly and completely perished.
“Co over and let cut you a few more tis,” Xu Zii laughed with interest.
“This resurrection thod is sowhat interesting.”
“Madman,” the man cursed, still shaken.
Xu Zii had also realized.
The man’s resurrection wasn’t all that abstruse.
The reason he could revive was, strictly speaking, because he was already dead.
Indeed, he was already dead; his current existence is due to the special energies forming a spiritual body.
Xu Zii carefully sensed it.
The uniqueness of this Netherworld Realm was just like this.
No living people exist here, only the dead can enter.
And all beings within the Blood Prison Thirteen Cities are almost spiritual bodies.
This special energy, Xu Zii hadn’t figured out yet.
But undoubtedly, this energy is only useful in the Netherworld Realm, useless elsewhere.
“Who exactly are you?” The man stared at Xu Zii, appearing exceptionally vigilant.
“Why, are you the boss here?” Xu Zii asked.
“Of course not, the Prison Master is the Dominator,” the man quickly shook his head.
“Do you want to see the Prison Master?”
“I want to go to the Yao Pond, ca here to ask the way.
If you know the way, I suppose I don’t need to see him,” Xu Zii replied.
“Yao Pond?” The man laughed heartily.
“People entering the Blood Prison Thirteen Cities still want to leave?
That’s wishful thinking.”
“Seems I didn’t kill you enough earlier,” Xu Zii squinted slightly.
The man’s smile suddenly ca to a halt.
“The Prison Master is not soone anyone can see.”
“If I overturn the Blood Prison Thirteen Cities, will I be able to see him then?” Xu Zii questioned.
He didn’t know the rules of the Blood Prison Thirteen Cities, nor did he want to.
To him, he was already too lazy to waste ti here.
What are rules?
Aren’t they just ant to be broken?
Do strong ones abide by rules?
They’re just established for the weak.
“You’ve got so skill, but you’re very reckless, overthrowing our Blood Prison Thirteen Cities?”
The man laughed indifferently.
“Unless Hell descends, there’s no chance.”
“Hell, you refer to the depths of the Netherworld Realm as Hell?” Xu Zii chuckled.
“Hell might not be more terrifying than .”
As his words fell, a “boom” sounded.
Xu Zii’s figure had vanished.
The next mont, he appeared before the man, grabbing his throat and lifting him up.
“I know you can resurrect, want to bet if I make sure you can’t even be a ghost?”
At that mont, Xu Zii was filled with malice qi.
A powerful aura akin to overturning mountains and seas, suppressing the man so he couldn’t speak.
He looked at Xu Zii.
After a long silence, he finally said, “What do you want to do?”
“Take to see the so-called Prison Master,” Xu Zii stated.
“My position is too low, I can’t see the Prison Master,” the man hurriedly explained.
“You only need to lead the way,” Xu Zii waved his hand.
Throwing the man aside.
The man coughed violently a few tis, finally standing up, cautiously leading the way.
The Blood Prison Thirteen Cities consists of thirteen cities connected together.
The city Xu Zii was currently in was the Blood Prison First City.
It’s also the main city among the thirteen cities.
Located in the Core Land.
Every city has a City King, and the City Kings follow the Prison Master’s command.
It can be said.
The Prison Master was sent by the Netherworld Realm to oversee the thirteen cities.
Every Prison Master is related to Hell.
The man cautiously led the way ahead, but Xu Zii could sense it.
There were nurous gazes faintly landing on him.
Ever since he entered the Blood Prison Thirteen Cities, he had been targeted.
At this mont, the figures in the dark gathered more and more, seemingly continuing to gather.
They were waiting for an opportunity.
An opportunity to certainly kill Xu Zii, only then would they act.
In the city, the wind blew, seeming like a bloody wind.
At the end of the street, Xu Zii began to see corpses.
Accurately speaking, White Bones.
So White Bones were scattered on the ground, their flesh already gnawed clean.
“These are all people who ventured into the Blood Prison Thirteen Cities,” the man explained.
Uncertain if he was trying to scare Xu Zii.
“Lead the way,” Xu Zii said coldly.
The bones were not yet cold, the bloody wind and rain.
Figures gathered more and more, but no one dared to be the first to move against Xu Zii.
These spiritual bodies’ consciousness was keen; they could sense Xu Zii’s might.
Within him like a furnace, the sun illuminating nine heavens.
Xu Zii’s qi and blood were too vibrant, so no spiritual body dared to act recklessly.
Thus he proceeded all the way forward, finally stopping before a plaza.
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