Immortality and Immortality: Liver Experience Begins in the Desert

"Come and see!" Jiang Qiong shouted excitedly. The other prisoners quickly gathered around, their eyes gleaming with anticipation.

Jiang Qiong carefully took out the ancient book, opened the first page, and found that some knowledge about formations and taboos were recorded in ancient characters.

He felt ecstatic, thinking that perhaps this ancient book could help them find a way to escape.

"This book contains a lot of knowledge about formations. We can try to use these formations to escape from here."

Jiang Qiong said excitedly.

The thin prisoner looked at him, his eyes full of hope: "Can you decipher these words?"

"I'll try my best."

Jiang Qiong nodded firmly and secretly vowed in his heart that he would help everyone escape from this danger no matter what.

As his thoughts raced, he began to carefully study the contents of the ancient books, silently reciting those complicated spells and formations in his mind.

Time passed in a tense atmosphere. The jailers outside seemed to be still looking for them. Jiang Qiong was full of pressure. He had to find a formation that could protect everyone as soon as possible.

At this moment, Jiang Qiong's finger ran over a piece of text and suddenly he felt a strong fluctuation of spiritual energy.

His heart was shocked as he realized that this text might be the activation formula for a powerful concealment formation.

"I found it!" he shouted excitedly. The other prisoners all looked at him, their eyes full of hope and expectation.

"Tell us what to do!" a prisoner asked impatiently.

"We need to set up a formation on the altar, and then work together to activate it."

Jiang Qiong analyzed quickly and started to think about the next plan in his mind.

He put the ancient book aside and began to look for materials on the altar for setting up the formation.

Although the surrounding environment was dark, he was still able to find some spirit stones and formation materials as the basis of the formation.

His technique was quick and skillful, and he seemed very experienced.

"Everyone come and help!"

Jiang Qiong shouted loudly, and other prisoners came forward and began to help him set up the formation.

Under Jiang Qiong's command, the prisoners were busy in a tense and orderly manner. Although their techniques were unfamiliar, everyone tried their best, with their hearts full of desire to survive.

Jiang Qiong was fully focused, silently reciting the mantra to activate the formation, trying to gather all the spiritual energy together.

As the formation gradually took shape, a strange energy began to permeate the air, and Jiang Qiong felt an unprecedented power surging in his body.

His heart was filled with hope, as if he could succeed as long as he persisted a little longer.

"Hurry up, keep going!" Jiang Qiong encouraged everyone, with a determined light in her eyes.

At this moment, footsteps were heard outside again. The jailers seemed to have found their tracks and were approaching the secret room.

Jiang Qiong's heart tightened, time was running out.

"Quick, quick activate the formation!" he shouted loudly, his heart filled with a sense of urgency.

The prisoners tried their best and injected the power in their hands into the formation. The energy in the air became more and more condensed, and the light of the formation began to flicker.

Jiang Qiong closed his eyes, silently recited the final mantra in his heart, and tried hard to gather all the spiritual energy together.

At this moment, the door of the secret room was kicked open and the jailers rushed in, looking angry and terrified.

"So you're all hiding here!"

"Quick, quick!"

When Jiang Qiong saw this scene, his expression changed slightly, and then he circulated his spiritual energy into the formation without hesitation.

At the last moment, the formation was finally activated, and the strong light instantly illuminated the entire secret room, as if dispelling all the darkness.

Jiang Qiong felt a powerful force surrounding them and her heart was filled with hope.

"We succeeded!" he shouted excitedly, and the other prisoners also showed surprised expressions.

However, Jiang Qiong knew that this was just the beginning.

They must use this power to find a real way out, escape from this dark prison, and embrace new life and hope.

Just as Jiang Qiong was escaping.

On the other side, in a hall, an old woman was holding a sound transmission talisman in her hand and transmitting messages in a veiled manner.

Inside the hall, the candlelight flickered, casting mottled shadows on the walls.

Ancient artifacts are displayed all around, giving off a heavy atmosphere.

On the altar in the center, there is a majestic stone statue, carved with an old man with a stern face, who seems to be looking down at this dark world.

The hall was filled with a chilly atmosphere, and from time to time there were a few low echoes, which made people feel chilled.

The old woman sat on a high throne, holding a glowing sound transmission note in her hand, her brows furrowed and her face gloomy.

Her white hair was scattered on her shoulders like silver threads, and the wrinkles on her face were crowded together.

At this moment, her eyes revealed a hint of uneasiness, and she was obviously waiting for some important news.

At this moment, the door of the hall was suddenly pushed open, and a burly man hurried in, his face panicked, with beads of sweat oozing from his forehead.

He strode towards the old woman and said in a trembling voice, "Master Steward, Jiang Qiong...he escaped!"

"What?" The old woman was suddenly startled and almost dropped the sound transmission note in her hand.

Her face suddenly became as gloomy as water, as if covered by dark clouds.

She stood up suddenly, her eyes as sharp as knives, staring at the man in front of her, burning with anger.

"What a loser! You can't even keep an eye on a prisoner. You really bring shame to me!"

The man was frightened by her roar and trembled slightly. He lowered his head and stammered to explain: "Old Steward, we...we have sent people to patrol, but the place is too complicated and the jailers didn't notice their movements..."

"Complicated?" The old woman smiled coldly, with ruthless sarcasm in her voice, and couldn't help cursing:
"You guys are so incompetent! Once Jiang Qiong escapes, he will definitely pose a threat to us! We don't know where this person came from or what his intentions are!"

"We didn't even conduct the most basic interrogation. Letting him go is like letting a tiger go back to the mountain!"

The man was trembling with fear, feeling extremely guilty, and whispered, "I will send people to hunt him down right now. We can't let him escape!"

“Go quickly!” the old woman roared, pointing in the direction of the outside of the hall, burning with rage.

"Be sure to catch him before he escapes from prison! Otherwise, you will all pay the price!"

The man retreated in a hurry, secretly swearing in his heart that he must capture Jiang Qiong.

The atmosphere in the hall became increasingly oppressive. The old woman's angry eyes flickered in the candlelight, like a beast that could explode at any time. She turned and walked towards the altar, thinking about the next countermeasures in her mind.

Jiang Qiong's escape made her feel uneasy, and she had to take action.

"Pass the order and send out spies to find out where Jiang Qiong has gone. Once you find him, report immediately!" said the old woman coldly, her voice as chilling as a chill wind.

Her order was like a sharp blade, cutting through the silence of the hall, and everyone responded and left.

The old woman stood on a high place with a deep gaze, secretly thinking about the possible consequences of Jiang Qiong's escape.

At this moment, the sound transmission note flashed again. The old woman's heart was shocked and she quickly grasped it in her hand.

The old woman held the sound transmission talisman, and her spiritual consciousness instantly poured into it.

At this moment, the door of the hall was suddenly pushed open, and more than a dozen dark shadows rushed in like lightning.

The men in black were all tall and strong with stern faces, and they exuded a strong sense of oppression.

Their movements were swift and powerful, like cheetahs, instantly tearing the atmosphere of the hall into pieces.

The black-clad man was so powerful that he seemed to be able to swallow up the entire hall.

The old woman suddenly came to her senses, her heart was shocked, and she quickly withdrew her spiritual consciousness. A cold light flashed in her eyes as she stared directly at the intruder in the hall.

She was filled with vigilance and shouted angrily, "Who are you? Why did you break into my hall?"

The man in black remained silent, expressionless, as if he was deaf to the old woman's questions.

Just as the old woman was about to ask again, a tall man among the men in black suddenly made a move, and the sharp blade in his hand, which was flashing with cold light, stabbed straight at the old woman.

"What a courage!"

The old woman roared and quickly formed seals with her hands. The surrounding spiritual energy was instantly attracted to her, forming a curtain of light that enveloped her.

Her figure swayed slightly, and then she controlled the formation, condensing dozens of spirit swords, which shot towards the man in black like raindrops.

"Go!" She gave an order, and the spirit sword instantly broke through the air, with a sharp sound of breaking wind, and headed straight for the men in black.

The magic sword drew streaks of light in the air, as dazzling as a meteor shower, and headed straight for the man in black.

However, the men in black seemed to be well prepared. Facing the surging spiritual swords, they did not panic at all. They cast their spells one after another, forming a black light curtain to block all the spiritual swords.

The light curtain trembled slightly under the impact of the spirit sword, but did not break.

"Humph, you dare to compete with us with just a formation?"
The man in black smiled coldly and waved his hands. The black light curtain instantly spread out and turned into a huge vortex, swallowing the spirit sword without a trace.

"This is impossible!" The old woman widened her eyes in shock and panic surged in her heart.

She had never seen such a powerful enemy before, and couldn't help but wonder in her heart: "Who are they? How could they dissolve my attack so easily?"

Just as she was confused, the men in black had already launched their attack, rushing towards the old woman.

The old woman's heart tightened, and she hurriedly circulated her spiritual energy, trying to condense a spiritual sword for defense again.

However, her movements were interrupted by the attacks of the men in black. Several attacks came like a tide and surrounded her in an instant.

"Go to hell!" The leading man in black roared, a black light flashed in his hand, and he turned into a huge black shadow and rushed straight towards the old woman.

The old woman tried her best to block the attack, but the difference in strength made her feel extremely desperate.

"I will never give in!" The old woman roared in her heart, forcibly mobilizing the spiritual energy in her body, trying to launch a final counterattack.

However, who would have expected that a dark shadow would come like a violent storm and swallow her up in an instant.

The huge impact force knocked her away, hitting the altar and blood spurting out.

"Old Steward!" A guard shouted in horror and tried to rush forward, but was instantly stopped by the men in black and could not get close to the old woman at all.

The old woman looked pale, her heart filled with helplessness and anger.

The men in black surrounded her like a pack of wolves, ruthlessly blocking her spiritual energy and completely restraining her movements.

"You... who are you..." the old woman asked with difficulty. Her voice was weak, but revealed her unyielding stubbornness.

The leading man in black smiled coldly, his eyes flashing with a playful light: "So much nonsense!"

As he finished speaking, the men in black attacked together, and the dark shadow instantly enveloped the old woman, as if to tear her soul apart completely.

The old woman was filled with panic, but was powerless to resist and could only watch it all happen.

The men in black were like a pack of bloodthirsty wolves. With the leading man sneering, they pounced on the old woman mercilessly.

The black shadow instantly engulfed her figure, and a suffocating atmosphere filled the hall.

The old woman's face was pale, with endless despair and anger in her heart. However, her resistance was futile. Her spiritual energy was imprisoned and she could no longer cast any spells.

"Steward!"

A guard was terrified when he saw the situation was not good and tried to rush forward, but the black-clothed men were so powerful that they stopped him in an instant.

A huge black shadow came like a violent storm. The old woman's screams echoed in the hall before being swallowed up by the shadow and turned into silent despair.

"Kill!" The leading man in black shouted coldly. His voice was like thunder, instantly shocking the surrounding Vulture Gang members into a state of panic.

Those members who had gathered in the hall looked at each other, with expressions of fear on their faces.

"Quick! Pack up and retreat!"

A middle-aged man shouted, trying to restore order, but his voice seemed insignificant in the face of the momentum of the men in black.

The men in black quickly dispersed like ghosts and pounced on the Vulture Gang members around them like cheetahs.

Every man in black exudes a suffocating sense of oppression, and their movements are like the flash of knives in the wind, swift and deadly.

"Kill these men in black and avenge the steward!" the middle-aged man roared, trying to gather everyone's courage, but his voice seemed extremely pale in the ruthless attack of the men in black.

"Go to hell!" A man in black swung the blade in his hand mercilessly. With a flash of the blade, he chopped off the head of a Vulture Gang member. Blood splattered, staining the floor of the hall red.

The member's screams echoed in the hall, causing panic in an instant.

"Run away!"

Another member hurriedly ran towards the exit of the hall, but he was already locked on by the men in black from behind. Several dark shadows pounced on him like wild beasts and tore him into pieces in an instant. Blood and internal organs spilled all over the ground, it was a horrible sight.

"Don't let them run away!" The leading man in black gave the order coldly. The men in black rushed towards the remaining Vulture Gang members like a tide and started slaughtering them without mercy.

Every strike was precise and accurate, like the god of death coming straight to take life.

Screams were heard one after another in the hall, and the resistance of the Vulture Gang members seemed extremely fragile in front of the men in black.

The attacks of the men in black were like a violent storm, instantly turning the entire hall upside down. (End of this chapter)