580 Prison God Palace
By the time Chu Xuan emerged from his cultivation, the 81-year milestone had arrived.
“You’ve remained in seclusion for 81 years. Your strength has improved greatly. You have been rewarded with world origin energy and the chaotic energy of creation.”
In addition to the world origin energy, the reward for the 81-year milestone was a ball of the chaotic energy of creation, which was of higher quality and amount that Chu Xuan possessed.
As usual, Chu Xuan infused the world origin energy into the Heavenly Dao laws, stimulating another round of changes.
Taking out the chaotic energy of creation, Chu Xuan split it into two portions. Half of it was absorbed into his body.
The other half was incorporated into the Origin Dao Ring’s Great Dao, which began to transform and derive more laws.
Chu Yi and Chu Er even benefited directly. Soon, they would reach the 10,000-mile mark.
After that, Chu Xuan started cultivating again.
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In the chaos.
The experts from the various races gathered.
The great formation was about to be completed.
The group of experts looked at the nine zones from afar. The world was constantly expanding. Clearly, there were great opportunities within the nine zones at this moment.
Hong was also here.
The matter of Yang breaking through and surpassing the Nine Extreme Daoyuan realm limit was kept a secret.
Apart from Yang, none of the Nine Extreme Daoyuan realm experts from the various races had broken through. That meant that Yang alone had managed to surpass the limit and break his shackles.
This was due to what he had comprehended in the nine zones.
“We can’t wait any longer,” Venerable He said.
The nine regions clearly contained great opportunities. The opportunity for him to break through and become a World Creator realm expert might lay in the nine zones.
The experts from all the races nodded.
They began to discuss their next course of action.
Beside the chaos abyss, Wu Jiong’s figure appeared.
He looked at the abyss with a serious expression, but did not enter rashly.
There were powerful abyssal beings waiting for him inside.
He had no idea where that mysterious senior was, and he had yet to contact him.
Wu Jiong felt very helpless.
Somewhere in the chaos, a cage-like palace was moving forward.
On the plaque of the palace was written the word ‘Prison’ in gold lettering.
Prison God Palace!
In the chaos, Prison God Palace was an extremely powerful faction, and its backer was rumored to be the Prison Dao Ancient God himself, which was why no one actively provoked this faction for fear of retribution from this petty Ancient Chaos God.
As a result, the Prison God Palace became more arrogant and overbearing in their actions.
At this moment, a few figures appeared in Prison God Palace.
An expert whose face could not be seen clearly was sitting at the head of the table.
His figure was ethereal, like an illusion.
“Seventeenth has fallen!”
His voice was cold and emotionless.
Prison Dao Ancient God’s pawns were ranked by their number. Incidentally, the first pawn was mysterious and rarely seen. It was rumored that the first pawn was someone that Prison Dao Ancient God had personally taken in as a subordinate. He was a trusted subordinate and was incredibly powerful.
Other than First, the others were all once suppressed slaves or prisoners. Some of them were chosen by First and became the Prison Dao Ancient God’s pawns.
Some had performed outstandingly during their imprisonment or had been good at flattering, earning the appreciation of Prison Dao Ancient God and earning their title as pawns.
Seventeenth had one of Prison Dao Ancient God’s older pawns, and had a Dao path that was 1.3 million miles long.
However, despite his strength, he had died, and almost instantly too.
It was as if he had been killed in one strike.
This was very terrifying.
What kind of strength was required to kill a World Creator realm expert in one strike?
“The dignity of Prison Dao Ancient God cannot be violated. Anyone who dares to kill his subordinates must die!”
An angry voice came from the palace.
It had been many years since someone had killed one of Prison Dao Ancient God’s subordinates, and this was akin to smacking his face.
“Lord Prison Dao Ancient God is furious. We must find the murderer and kill him,” the illusory figure said coldly.
“Seventeenth was recently in the vicinity of the chaos abyss. There is a person that the Lord Prison Dao Ancient God hates that is currently being suppressed and tortured there.”
