Regarding the horrors of the Nether Prison, Zhang Fu had long heard about them.
And in the round of cruel torture he had just experienced, he also deeply felt the terror of the punishnts here.
After hearing Kou Hong's words and personally witnessing several cultivators being tortured until they were raving mad and no longer human, he was very clear that he absolutely could not endure the tortures here. Thus, he decisively agreed to Kou Hong.
"If things really cannot be done, at worst I can go back on my word and sell this person out." Zhang Fu thought.
However, all his little sches turned to nothing after he followed Kou Hong in reciting a vow.
"True Immortal of Salvation?" At first, Zhang Fu did not care about this so-called True Immortal, but later, whenever the thought of betrayal arose in his mind, an inexplicable sense of impending great disaster would always erge.
Only then did Zhang Fu finally confirm that he had really boarded a pirate ship.
Next, Kou Hong and Zhang Fu slowly began their infiltration plan in the Nether Prison.
For every newly imprisoned prisoner, at the mont when they underwent inhumane torture and their consciousness was about to collapse, Kou Hong would always make contact at the right ti.
Under the illumination of the True Immortal of Salvation's divine power, these prisoners joined the collective escape organization without any hesitation, as if grasping the last straw of salvation.
And those prisoners who had been imprisoned for a long ti but still maintained basic self-consciousness beca Kou Hong's primary targets for united front work.
However, these cultivators had been imprisoned for too long, becoming suspicious and distrustful of everyone. Each persuasion required a lot of ti and effort.
Fortunately, the newly joined mbers also all participated.
Therefore, the progress of infiltrating the Nether Prison was not too slow.
Three years later.
Amid the incessant wails in the dark prison, the private exchanges of the escape organization's mbers were concealed.
"Brother Kou, how long do we have to wait?"
"Yes, except for the deepest part of the Nether Prison, other areas have basically been taken over by the brothers. On the surface, it seems still under the control of the Ten Thousand Immortal Alliance. In reality, as soon as Brother Kou gives the order, the Nether Prison will instantly change hands."
"Over these years, with the protection of the True Immortal of Salvation's divine power, we have all recovered our strength. So brothers have even advanced further. One Dao Integration, sixteen Soul Transformations, over a hundred Nascent Souls... In comparison, the defensive forces in the Nether Prison are simply no match."
"Hehehe, it's not just restoring cultivation. With the help of the True Immortal of Salvation's divine power, we can even bring in various supplies from the outside world silently. The delicacies I had been craving for a long ti, I've almost eaten my fill of them recently."
...
The crowd discussed animatedly, but regarding the collective escape from the Nether Prison, they were all full of confidence.
During these three years, having witnessed too many miracles displayed by the True Immortal of Salvation, they had long beco faithful believers of the True Immortal.
The discussion lasted for a long ti before Kou Hong spoke: "Starting the uprising is easy, but what cos after escaping is more important. Once the Nether Prison is breached, the Ten Thousand Immortal Alliance will definitely react imdiately and launch a large-scale search and capture."
"They won't leave us much ti to respond, so before escaping, we need to plan the future arrangents well."
As soon as Kou Hong said this, the crowd was all stunned.
“The future arrangents?”
“Could it be the decree of the True Immortal of Salvation?”
Although they had joined the organization for three years already, they only knew of the existence of the True Immortal of Salvation and Mortal Compassion.
The true na of the organization, as well as its genuine purpose, were completely unknown to all of them.
Thus, they all looked toward Kou Hong with full anticipation.
“Indeed, it is the trial of the True Immortal of Salvation. Only by completing the trial can one truly beco a believer of the True Immortal and a mber of the organization.” Kou Hong's tone was filled with a sense of sacred mission.
Afterward, he transmitted a rather grand formation, along with a map, to the crowd.
“Heaven and Earth Myriad Spirits Great Formation?” The mont they saw the na of this formation, the cultivators in the Nether Prison all felt a slight tremor in their hearts.
According to the description, this formation possessed the ability to envelop the heavens and earth, and to connect with myriad realms.
The crowd then studied that map.
The map depicted the prefectures within the Ten Thousand Immortal Alliance's territory, but it was marked with over a hundred small dots.
When their divine senses focused on these small light spots, the crowd discovered with horror that each one represented a small world.
At this mont, Kou Hong also said: “The True Immortal's trial is actually not difficult. It rely requires spending so ti.”
“Go to each small world and set up this Heaven and Earth Myriad Spirits Great Formation. Once each instance of the formation is completed, it will automatically connect, forming a formation network. Therefore, the mont it is built, we will all know of each other's progress...”
Kou Hong earnestly instructed them.
At the sa ti, he noticed the doubts of certain cultivators in the organization and explained: “Do not worry. These selected small worlds are all ones inhabited solely by mortals. With your strength, you can absolutely suppress them in a short ti. The True Immortal of Salvation has also bestowed the divine artifact Heaven and Earth Furnace to aid you in transforming the small worlds...”
“One could say that the greatest trial this ti is your perseverance and faith.”
Upon seeing the specific requirents of the trial task, the cultivators all fell into contemplation.
However, they had long been subtly influenced by the power of the True Immortal of Salvation, and considering that once they broke out of prison, they would inevitably face pursuit from the Ten Thousand Immortal Alliance, hiding in mortal small worlds might not be a bad thing after all.
Thus, without hesitation, they all soon accepted it and began pondering the details of the plan.
After assigning the ownership of their respective small worlds, they also discussed in exhaustive detail how to handle various sudden situations after escaping the Nether Prison.
Three months later, when the Immortal Alliance jailers escorted another fugitive here and were preparing to throw him into a high pillar cage for suppression and tornt.
He was horrified to see that in the Nether Prison, thousands upon thousands of pillars shattered in succession.
Countless vicious and ruthless prisoners, their eyes gleaming with ferocity, locked onto him all at once.
Under the onslaught of overwhelming baleful qi, he was scattered in body and soul on the spot.
Those who reacted and rushed over to attempt suppression; the mist-like jailers and Immortal Alliance cultivators, were all instantly torn to shreds by them.
“Charge out, do not linger!”
Kou Hong gave a low shout, and the crowd surged out of the Nether Prison like ferocious beasts released from their cages.
All the defensive formations were as if they did not exist.
The prisoners who saw the light of day again roared to vent the excitent in their hearts. But they did not stop in place because of this; instead, after simply identifying directions, they all shot toward the locations of their target small worlds.
In almost the blink of an eye, the dense horde of vicious criminals had scattered without a trace.
Not long after, the special envoys of the Ten Thousand Immortal Alliance were alard and led a team here to investigate.
Seeing the protective formations without any signs of forcible destruction, they revealed expressions of anger.
Teams of black-роbed cultivators followed the escape trails of the fugitives and set off in pursuit.
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