King of the Fairy City

Seeing the records in the ancient scroll, Ye Mo's mind emerged with an extremely vast world of immortal cultivation.

"Is the world of immortal cultivation so vast? The Jiuzhou human race and the East Sea demon tribe are only fighting in this sea area. In addition to the Jiuzhou continent and the East Sea, there are more mysterious four realms. However, what level of cultivation must be achieved to have the opportunity to go to which places?"

Ye Mo was shocked and took a deep breath, hiding all these questions in his heart.

He rolled up the ancient scroll again, took a deep look at this almost dilapidated ancestral temple, and a different emotion rose in his heart.

If he hadn't come here accidentally, he might never know that there was an ancient scroll placed here, recording the great secrets of this world.

Ye Mo waved his hand and left the ancient temple with Gao Jian, Wang Hu and others who were guarding around him vigilantly. What he saw today, he could only bury deeply in his heart.

According to the records of the four realms in the ancient scroll, Ye Mo had a little worry about his immortal town.

Even though he is now the mayor of Ye's Immortal Town, he is still at the bottom of the immortal world, far inferior to those Nascent Soul cultivators who roam the East China Sea immortal world. Not to mention the ancient cultivators, there are also the mysterious four realms.

There is still a very long way to go!

After leaving the ancient temple, Ye Mo took out a fragment of the Purple Sword Immortal Palace, on which some immortal palace addresses were clearly marked. Unfortunately, this fragment is not complete, only less than one-third. Even with a map in hand, he can't recognize the road in front of him.

Ye Mo was a little helpless.

Being in such a strange place, and the only map in his hand was useless, he could only rely on his intuition again to find it.

In the Purple Sword Immortal Palace, there are so many palaces stacked up that can accommodate hundreds of thousands of cultivators. The roads here are connected in all directions, and many places look similar.

After Ye Mo and the other five walked for a while, they saw a black iron gate of unknown material in front of them. Behind the iron gate was extremely dark and deep, and a deep aura was revealed.

There was a sign of "prison" hanging on the iron gate, and next to it was written "Punishment Hall, No Unauthorized Persons Allowed".

"This seems to be the dungeon of the Immortal Palace? Do you want to go in and take a look?"

Wang Hu looked inside and said in surprise.

"This is where prisoners are held. I wonder if there are any vengeful spirits guarding the door. I will go in and search alone. Although the dungeon is not valuable, since we are here, let's go in and take a look to avoid missing anything."

Ye Mo thought for a while and said in a deep voice.

"Brother Ye, it's too dangerous for you to go in alone. Let's go in together."

Wang Hu was anxious and said hurriedly.

"The city lord knows thunder magic, even if he encounters vengeful spirits in the dungeon, he can deal with them. If we go in, we will be a drag, and it will distract the city lord from guarding here."

Chang Fei immediately persuaded him to stop.

Wang Hu was stunned for a moment, and thought about it, so he didn't insist on following him in.

Ye Mo asked the four people to guard the iron gate, which was covered with dust, and a rusty big lock hung weakly on the door.

He reached out and grasped the big lock, and with a slight force, the rusty big lock ended its long life and broke into two halves.

'With a creak, the iron door was gently pulled open, and a weak groan was heard.

Ye Mo opened the iron door and walked into the gloomy tunnel alone.

Looking around, there were indeed square cells on both sides, extending all the way to the end, and there were probably no less than hundreds of them.

Most of these cells were made of refined black iron, which was extremely hard. Each iron rod was as thick as an arm, and dozens of iron rods formed an iron fence.

Inside the iron fence, there was not even a straw, only a simple stone platform, which was probably a place for monks to meditate and rest. After thousands of years, most of these cells were covered with dust, and some broken bowls lay quietly in the corner, looking very lonely.

Ye Mo entered the depths of the prison step by step. He carefully checked the cells and found that the iron fences were not only made of black iron, but also had some traces of restrictions on them. The prisoners who were imprisoned here must have been very powerful.

In addition to the restrictions on the iron fences, the handcuffs and anklets hanging on the walls also had traces of restrictions engraved on them.

I don't know what kind of prisoners are imprisoned. I guess they must be monks with profound magic power, otherwise there would be no need to use so many restrictions as assistance.

Soon, I came to the end, but found that there was a small corner here. After the corner, there was a door leading down, which was also locked with an iron door. It was probably the second floor of the dungeon.

Ye Mo did the same thing, opened the iron door directly, and walked down the stairs. The stairs were very long, and the whole staircase curved downward.

Suddenly, he vaguely heard a voice coming from the depths of the dungeon.

This voice suddenly appeared without any sign, and he immediately felt a creepy feeling behind him. The sudden voice made the atmosphere of the entire underground cell extremely eerie and strange.

"How could there be a sound? Even if it is a Yuanying cultivator, it is impossible to live for ten thousand years. What is in there?

Ye Mo was shocked.

The cells here are different from those above. There are only a few large cells. A large number of restrictions are sealed on the cells. Even after ten thousand years, they still emit light.

The voice came from the innermost cell.

Ye Mo carefully restrained his breath and approached the cell to avoid alarming the other party.

The voice went from intermittent and unclear at first to clearly discernible, and the tone sounded very angry and intense.

"Beast... I spent my whole life raising you in vain, and you actually betrayed the master."

"Ah why did I do something wrong"

"Master Patriarch, I was wrong, I did something wrong"

Words came out from inside, and they all changed very abruptly, without any order. As soon as he finished one sentence, Ye Mo wanted to hear the details, but he didn't expect that he would turn into another sentence that was completely different, The preface does not match the postscript, and there is no logic.

When he came to the door of the cell, the voice still continued, looking very anxious, angry, and crazy.

Ye Mo looked in from the door and found that the person speaking was a bit unexpected.

There is a withered skeleton of an ancient monk in the prison. It is already dead, and it is not the one who speaks. Instead, it was an illusory figure, a body without substance, just wandering in this cell.

"Ancient Wraith, but this Wraith seems to be a little different from the one I saw before..."

Ye Mo was shocked.

Wraith spirits have almost no form, and they all exist in the form of spiritual thoughts. The form of spiritual thoughts can be transformed into a human form or even other shapes, but generally there will be no self-awareness.

The resentful spirit that Ye Mo had destroyed before had no spiritual intelligence. It relied solely on its instinct to attack other living beings and absorb the energy to survive.

But this resentful spirit shocked Ye Mo.

It obviously has a lot of intelligence, and it also has memories of its lifetime?

"How is this possible?"

This discovery made Ye Mo unbelievable.

"Who? Come out"

At this moment, the resentful spirit that kept floating in the cell suddenly turned its head and looked at the door of the cell. It suddenly became very calm, without any trace of the madness it had before.

Ye Mo was stared at by the resentful spirit and felt a chill in his heart. I didn't expect that this resentful spirit's sensing power was so powerful. He had already restrained his aura and was discovered at once.

Fortunately, there are restrictions on the layout of this cell. Ye Mo also knows thunder spells and is not too afraid of them.

"Where are you from, junior? Why are you here?"

The ancient resentful spirit said calmly and did not try to break out of the cell to attack him.

Ye Mo said cautiously with some respect: "Junior Ye Mo, I accidentally entered this place. I wonder who the senior is? Why are you here?"

The resentful spirit obviously didn't expect Ye Mo to be so calm. It floated to the door of the cell and observed Ye Mo carefully.

"You don't even recognize me. You are definitely not a disciple of the Purple Sword Palace. This is a forbidden area of ​​the Purple Sword Palace. No outsiders are allowed to enter the torture hall. How could those guys let you in?"

The resentful spirit said with a hint of coldness in his tone.

Hearing what he said, Ye Mo felt calm. At least he had concluded that this resentful spirit had no ill intentions. In other words, it is very rational and will not kill at will like other unconscious ghosts.

"Senior, the Purple Sword Immortal Palace no longer exists."

Ye Mo was silent for a moment and then said.

He was a little surprised whether the resentful spirit in front of him knew that the Purple Sword Immortal Palace had been destroyed. Or it is very possible that it does not know that the Purple Sword Immortal Palace has been destroyed.

Sure enough, as soon as he finished speaking, the ancient resentful spirit fell into a sluggish state, trembling slightly, and kept repeating one sentence, "It's impossible, how could this happen? How could this happen?"

Ye Mo was secretly surprised. This ancient resentful spirit obviously does not know the news that the Purple Sword Immortal Palace has been destroyed. Then it should have been imprisoned in this dungeon before the destruction of the Purple Sword Immortal Palace.

The ancient resentful spirit kept repeating this sentence, seeming to have been hit hard, with a crazy tone, and signs of being unable to control his spirit.

Ye Mo was holding the magic formula in his hand, ready to take action at any time.

This resentful spirit locked up in the dungeon will definitely be difficult to deal with when it goes crazy. It is definitely much stronger than the previous resentful spirit. If it breaks through the cell, it will be difficult to deal with when it comes out.

Ye Mo retreated slowly without leaving a trace, leaving himself enough room to react. All his magic power was ready to go. As long as there were signs of an attack, he would take action first.

Suddenly, the resentful spirit seemed to notice that Ye Mo was about to leave, and his original soliloquy stopped.

It was like a gust of wind hitting the cell fence.

There was a loud noise, and the cell suddenly erupted with a burst of golden light and shook violently.

Ye Mo's heart tightened, and he was about to make a move with his hand, but unexpectedly, the resentful spirit spoke.

"You are lying to me, right? The Purple Sword Immortal Palace has existed forever, how could it be destroyed? Who do you think you are? Why do you know so much?"

The ancient resentful spirit's eyes widened, staring straight at Ye Mo, as if trying to find the truth in Ye Mo's eyes