Quanmin: I recited the Three Thousand Daozang and became a Celestial Master

In the dungeon of the Mingpo tribe, tens of thousands of members of the Lingyin tribe were imprisoned here.

There is no food, and not even any energy here. The entire dungeon is specially built, and the longer the prisoners are locked up, the more damage they will suffer, and they may even fall into a lower realm.

But compared to Mo Qianhe, the situation of the tribe members is much better.

At this moment, Mo Qianhe was locked up alone in a secret room. No light could be seen in the small space, and even no sound could be heard.

Just like the awakening skill that once killed Team Zhuang Chu, being imprisoned in it, any feeling is useless.

But at this time, Mo Qianhe's condition was far more than that. He was covered with bruises and exuded a foul smell.

The whole person felt like he only had one breath left, and his entire body was filled with the aura of death, as if he would die at any moment.

Mo Qianhe knew what would happen to him. Ever since he decided to hide the cosmic channel, he had a premonition that this situation would occur.

But Mo Qianhe did not regret it. If he had not done so, the same fate would have beenfallen his clansmen.

Even without Ye Xiang and the others, the Lingyin tribe would have been wiped out long ago.

The only regret is that Mo Kai finally passed the assessment of the Ten Holy Temples and entered.

But because of this incident, he was thrown into the dungeon.

After all, the people who came this time were from the Ten Holy Temples, and these legions were badges on the soldiers. Mo Qianhe would not make a mistake, as these soldiers were from the legions of King Shi Sheng.

Although I have never seen such a big shot, now that things have come to this, no matter how scared or afraid I am, I can only accept this result.

At this moment, the door of the damp dungeon suddenly opened with a loud bang, and then was slowly pulled up with the sound of chains.

An extremely terrifying and strong figure gradually emerged as the floor was pulled up.

With her long pink hair and cold red eyes, she looked like a lion king staring at Xi Zhou with a domineering and majestic look.

In an instant, the dungeon, which had been extremely noisy, suddenly became quiet.

Whether they are prisoners who have been detained for a long time or members of the Lingyin tribe who have just entered here.

They all looked at the figure with horror.

The Holy King!

One of the Ten Holy Kings of the Kingdom of Dawn, he is an extremely powerful being with such a great reputation that he can frighten all living beings into a state of terror and bloodshot eyes.

After looking around, King Shi Sheng headed towards the deepest secret room.

Not long after, Mo Qianhe vaguely felt that something around him had changed.

It seemed as if his perception became clearer, but he still could not see anything in front of him, and his spiritual sense could not spread.

Nothing has changed.

But a rough and cold voice appeared in front of Mo Qianhe, saying calmly: "How interesting, so pitifully weak, do you know that the weakest ones who have ever been locked up in this secret room were all Eternal-level masters?"

Mo Qianhe lowered his head and heard it clearly.

As if he had guessed the other party's identity, Mo Qianhe, who should have been afraid, didn't feel any fear for some reason.

Should he beg for mercy humbly like he did before?

No.

At present, it is very clear that the moment the cosmic channel is exposed, it will be a disaster for their entire race, and there will be no chance.

It would be better to die first, put an end to it all and save yourself from suffering.

So even though the person in front of him might very well be King Shi Sheng, Mo Qianhe did not intend to respond to a single word.

It seems like it has completely gone to waste.

If the person in front of me is really the Holy King, I will definitely die without a burial place for being so disrespectful at this moment.

However, strangely, King Shi Sheng was not as furious or angry as imagined.

Instead, he continued in a very calm tone: "I know what you are thinking. Maybe you have some misunderstanding about me?"

"I have never been a bloodthirsty person."

"And to destroy a weak and pathetic mythological race like you is an insult to me."

"You think too low of me."

Hearing this, Mo Qianhe slowly raised his head.

It was still pitch black in front of me. I couldn't see the figure of King Shi Sheng at all, and I didn't know whether he looked exactly like the legend said.

"Holy King, I know my sins and what the consequences will be."

"Oh? So?"

King Shi Sheng smiled and found the guy in front of him to be somewhat interesting.

He came here in person, intending to vent his anger on this guy.

But seeing this boring guy in front of him, King Shi Sheng has completely given up this idea.

Mo Qianhe raised his head with great effort, and said slowly in a hoarse voice: "Saint King, I know what you want. Don't you know enough about the information of those people?"

Hearing these words, King Shi Sheng's expression suddenly became extremely serious.

He leaned in front of Mo Qianhe and said, "I know you are a smart person, but this is how the times are. Smart people always do stupid things, and often don't live as well as stupid people."

"Tell me, where did the Eternal Overlord among them come from? Did they come from their universe?"

Mo Qianhe seemed to hear the anger in Shi Shengwang's words.

"Is the cosmic channel destroyed?" he asked softly.

But these words were very harsh to King Shi Sheng.

"Sure enough, you already knew who he is! Where did he come from?!"

Shi Shengwang asked.

"Forget it, it doesn't matter whether you tell me or not, I'd better start searching my soul first."

As a powerful being at the Saint King level, he naturally possesses the means to collect souls.

King Shi Sheng gave up the desire to talk to Mo Qianhe, and reached out his hand first to grab his head.

As divine power surged, shrill screams pierced through the secret room and echoed throughout the entire dungeon.

When the members of the Lingyin tribe heard this familiar voice, they naturally shed tears. They knew that their tribe leader had been killed.

In the dungeon, Mo Kai’s face was filled with fear.

He didn't understand why his life was so tortuous. He finally passed the assessment of the Temple of Time and thought that his life would soon be bright. However, he fell into an endless abyss overnight.

Everything has changed.