God Emperor

Elder Kong took out a yellowed book from his sleeves.

The book seemed to be tied with straw paper and was five fingers thick. When it was opened, there were names written on it.

Elder Kong’s eyesight was bad, and his eyes were almost glued to the book as he searched line by line.

After waiting for a whole period for a pot of tea to boil, Elder Kong had only gone through less than ten pages. Zhang Ruochen finally could not stay still and said, “Elder Kong, can I search for it myself?”

“Okay, young man, why didn’t you say so earlier?”

Elder Kong rubbed his eyes and handed the thick book to Zhang Ruochen.

Zhang Ruochen’s reading speed was extremely fast. In almost an instant, he had read through a good part of the book, and finally, on one page, he found the name Bao Lie.

“Bao Lie, a creature of the Nebula Leopard Clan. A Two-step Saint King, imprisoned on the tenth level of the Nether Dungeon, the Niukeng Prison Realm.”

“That’s great! Brother Bao Lie is indeed being held in the Nether Dungeon.”

Zhang Ruochen closed the booklet with joy in his eyes, unable to calm the excitement in his heart.

“Young man, what are you so happy about? You want to pull a prison break?” Elder Kong asked.

Warden Goldleaf, who was flying in the air, said coldly. “The Nether Dungeon houses the most vicious and heinous of criminals, and even if you are a Swordbearer, you cannot take a prisoner out.”

“Who told you that my senior Bao Lie, is a heinous criminal? Was it Chi Yao?” Zhang Ruochen glared at Warden Goldleaf with a terrifying aura.

“Yes, it was Empress Chi Yao.”

Immediately afterward, Warden Goldleaf said again. “The crimes Bao Lie had committed are all recorded in the book in your hand. You can read it for yourself.”

Zhang Ruochen opened the book and continued to read it.

A moment later, Zhang Ruochen closed the book and said, “Although Brother Bao Lie had indeed killed many creatures, that was on a battlefield. On the battlefield, it’s either you die, or I die. There’s no right or wrong there. Even if there was, it would be at the foot of the one who started the war. That war was started by Chi Yao, not Brother Bao Lie.”

“Today, no one shall stop me from entering the tenth level of the Nether Dungeon, and anyone who dares stop me shall die.”

Zhang Ruochen summoned the Ancient Abyssal Blade and stared at Warden Goldleaf with a warning look. He then walked to the bottom of the stone wall and stepped over the position where Elder Kong had previously walked out from.

WHOOSH!!

He passed through the stone mountain and disappeared.

Brother Bao Lie had fought for the Shengming Central Empire and he was imprisoned in the Nether Dungeon as a result, with no one knowing if he was alive or dead. If he was still alive, how would Zhang Ruochen bear to watch him continue to be held within the dungeon, and suffer unimaginable torture?

The so-called right and wrong were written by the victors.

The defeated can only accept whatever happens passively.

“He thinks he’s above the law!”

Warden Goldleaf snorted, and wanted to pursue, but was forced back by a razor-sharp blue crescent.

The blue crescent ripped a beautiful arc across the air and flew back to Murong Yue’s hand. She stood proudly, and stared coldly at Warden Goldleaf, saying. “His Highness has ordered, anyone who tries to stop him, shall die. If you dare to act rashly, don’t blame me for not holding back.”

The other two wardens, Warden Linghua, and Warden Thundergourd all released their powerful saint aura as they approached Murong Yue.

“Think they’re so great just because they are a warden? Believe me when I say Uncle Xiang here will cook you all to eat?”

Xiang Chunan summoned the gold demon crown, and activate the supreme power within it. Suddenly, the area where the black stone mountain was was filled with demonic Qi as streams of tyrannical forces darted across the area.

Xie Chengzi and Luo Yi also took their sacred artifacts and prepared to fight the three wardens.

A battle was about to start.

Shi Qiankun and Shi Ren rushed over and separated the two sides.

“The Immortal Vampires are looking on it the dark. We must not fight here, or else it will only benefit them.” Shi Ren said.

Warden Goldleaf said with a deep voice. “As long as someone tries to break someone out of the dungeon, whether they are an Immortal Vampire or a cultivator of Kunlun Realm, as the wardens, it is our duty to kill them.”

Elder Kong’s voice was a little hoarse as he said without any hurry. “Theoretically, the six great swordbearers have the right to enter the Nether Dungeon.”

A look of joy appeared on Shi Ren’s face, as he said. “The master of the Dreadblade has given his life and blood to protect the Nether Dungeon. Zhang Ruochen is the bearer of the Dreadblade. If he wants to enter the Nether Dungeon, the three wardens do not have the right to stop him.” The three wardens showed some hesitation. Although they did not retract their saint Qi, they were not as aggressive as before.

Elder Kong continued. “It is not impossible for one to take a prisoner out of the Nether Dungeon. However, it needs to be someone with a seal of authority in the Kunlun Realm.”

Murong Yue said. “His Highness had not long ago, taken the Seal of Flames from Chen Yuhua, and became the new Prince of the Eastern Region. Would that make him one of the authoritative figures in Kunlun Realm?”

“Oh yes. Of course.” Elder Kong smiled.

…

As Zhang Ruochen had guessed, there was an invisible door on the wall of the black stone mountain.

Upon passing through the invisible door, Zhang Ruochen arrived at the first level of the Nether Dungeon.

Here, it was completely different from what he had imagined the Nether Dungeon would look like. It was vast, and the world was filled with dense precepts and was actually suitable for cultivation. However, the sky here was very low, as if just floating above one’s head.

Not too far away, there was a towering stone stele, with four bloody ancient inscriptions carved on it. The Mudplow Prison Realm.

Zhang Ruochen released his spiritual powers and explored the Mudplow Prison Realm. He found that it was home to many humans and beasts. The humans had even established cities and tribes there. Some were farming, some were foraging, some were trading.

However, they were all mortals, and the highest cultivation level was only the Huangji realm.

“Since ancient times, the violent criminals of Kunlun Realm were all continuously imprisoned in the Nether Dungeon. Those criminals consisted not only of saint-level powerhouses but also the worst of mortal outlaws and criminals. Perhaps these humans are the descendants of those criminals.”

Zhang Ruochen did not stay at the Mudplow Prison Realm for long but went to the second floor of the Nether Dungeon, the Knifemountain Prison Realm.

Then came the third level, the Boiling Sand Prison Realm.

…

The deeper he went, the creatures within the Prison Realm was reduced exponentially.

From the first to the sixth level, there were only creatures beneath the saint-realm.

From the seventh level onwards, there were finally creatures of the demi-saint realm.

By the time Zhang Ruochen reached the tenth level, the Cow Pit Prison Realm, he finally saw the shape of the prison realm. This prison realm was like a basin suspended in a dark void.

Zhang Ruochen flew in the dark for a long time, before finally reaching the Cow Pit Prison Realm, and landed on the prison’s boundary.

Before him was a series of black-brown mountains, and behind them were endless darkness and nothingness. There was no sound, no life signs. There was a dead silence that gave out an indescribable sense of fear.

Tap… Tap…

Zhang Ruochen walked forward, and in the dead silence, every step he took sounded particularly clear.

BOOOMMM!!!

Suddenly, the space was torn apart by a hand covered in green hair like a layer of black cloth, as it appeared above Zhang Ruochen’s head, and slammed down.

Zhang Ruochen glanced up, and struck back with a hand, and collided with the big green-haired hand

“DUUUSHH!!”

The big hand was smashed into pieces by Zhang Ruochen’s counterstrike, and green blood fell from the air like rain.

“So strong…”

A shocked exclamation rang out.

A translucent green shadow appeared in the void like a cloud, as it quickly fled into the distance.

“Thinking of escaping? Come back here.”

Zhang Ruochen raised his right arm, and clenched his fist, and grabbed the green shadow in the air.

The translucent green shadow burst into pieces, and at the center of the shadow, a weird green-haired creature appeared. It had a human body, but its head was bigger than its body and was extremely hideous.

The cultivation base of this green-haired creature was probably a Three-step Saint King, however, it was suppressed by Zhang Ruochen’s palm, and could not even stand upright.

Zhang Ruochen frowned when he got a clear look at the green-haired creature.

“My lord, please forgive me. I… I…. no… this lowly one had come to the Cow Pit Prison Realm just to pick Firestone Grass. I have no intention of taking your territory. If I knew there was such powerful person in Cow Pit Prison Realm like you, my lord, even if I had nerves of steel, I would not dare to come here.”

The green-haired creature was even more sheepish than Zhang Ruochen had imagined. Before he had even begun interrogating, it had already knelt on the ground.

Zhang Ruochen asked: “How long have you been imprisoned in the Nether Dungeon?”

“Sir, what do you mean? I was born in the Boiling Mountains Prison Realm, and had only come to the Cow Pit Prison Realm recently.” The green-haired creature said.

“Could it be that it had lived in the Nether Dungeon since young?”

Zhang Ruochen muttered to himself. It seemed like his guess was correct, not all of the creatures in the Nether Dungeon were prisoners, and many more were offspring of prisoners.

From the green-haired creature’s mouth, Zhang Ruochen learned that creatures living in the Nether Dungeon could also cultivate, but once their cultivation level reaches a certain level. they would be driven by the realm spirit to the next level of the prison realm.

Every prison realm has a realm spirit.

The realm spirit was formless and was just consciousness. Yet it could mobilize boundless power, and no living being could contend with the realm spirit. Zhang Ruochen raised his head and looked at the endless darkness as he said to himself. “The Nether Dungeon sure is a strange place. It won’t be easy even for a god to create such a dungeon. Interesting.”

“Greenhair, how long have you been in the Cow Pit Prison Realm?” Zhang Ruochen asked.

“This…”

Zhang Ruochen released his Saint Aura and said, “Tell me the truth.”

The green-haired creature trembled all over and quickly said, “Three months.”

“Do you know a being named Bao Lie?” Zhang Ruochen asked.

The green-haired creature immediately shook its head and said. “I’ve never heard of it before, but I do know that the number one powerhouse in Cow Pit Prison Realm is a Nebula Leopard with a cultivation level of a Five-step Saint King.”

“A Nebula Leopard.”

Zhang Ruochen was overjoyed, and said. “Where is it? Take me to it.”

“No, no, the Nebula Leopard is the king of Cow Pit Prison Realm. If it knew I came to its territory, it will definitely kill me.” The green-haired creature looked like a giant child as it shook his head profusely.

Zhang Ruochen crossed his hands over his chest and said, “If you don’t take me there, I can kill you right away.”

In the face of Zhang Ruochen’s threat, the green-haired creature was helpless, and could only agree with a weeping face, and took him into the hinterlands of the Cow Pit Prison Realm.