The Peerless Master

After the patrolling soldiers had passed, Chen Feng was stopped by the guards at the door.

Without any hesitation, Chen Feng sent another storage bag over.

Right now, Chen Feng was not poor. In the Spirit Vein's seventh grade area of the Wicang City, he had still taken a portion of the spirit stones. Although it was only a part of it, the amount it contained allowed Chen Feng, the rich family of spirit stones, to use it for a long time.

A mere storage pouch of low grade spirit stones was but a drizzle to Chen Feng.

With spirit stones clearing the path, Chen Feng successfully entered the water prison.

In fact, there wasn't much water in the water prison. Most of the places were dry. Only in the depths of the prison were there some cells that were immersed in water all year round.

All the cells in the water prison were covered with formations. These array formations were obviously created by a master of array formations. They were extremely exquisite and exquisite. If one wanted to break through them, even a master at the Large Success stage would have to spend a great deal of effort.

And during this period of time when the formation was being broken apart, there were more than enough powerful practitioners to go and stop it.

Another bag of Spirit Stones. Chen Feng successfully bought the water prison.

It was rare for a rich cultivator like Chen Feng to come visit the prisoners, so these prison wardens did not have to wait on him properly.

Under the attentive guidance of the head of the prison, Chen Feng quickly found Yi Tian Zong's cell.

This was a water prison. The cell was deeply caved into the ground and was filled with water. As soon as they got close, they could feel a pungent smell coming from it.

At this moment, both of Yi Tian Zong's hands were hanging from the ceiling of the water prison. The puddle just happened to reach his chest, revealing only his face. His face was deathly pale, his lips were already purple and black, and his breathing was weak. It was obvious that he was short of breath.

Seeing Chen Feng's expression darken, the jailer laughed bitterly: "Fellow cultivator, we jailers do not abuse him at all!"

Chen Feng's gaze shifted. "Let him out first!"

"This …" The head of the prison looked hesitant, as it was a taboo.

"Take it!" Without hesitation, Chen Feng threw out a storage bag. "There are a thousand high-grade spirit stones in here. As long as you can get him out, I'll have a chat with him."

Holding the heavy storage bag, the jailer finally gritted his teeth and agreed. He quickly formed a complicated set of hand seals and struck towards the formation that shrouded the water prison.

With a flash of light, the formation broke through a small door.

Then, the head of the prison moved a switch on the wall of the water prison. With a gurgling sound, fist-sized bubbles appeared on the surface of the water, and the water level also gradually dropped.

After the time it took for an incense stick to burn passed, the water in the water prison was drained. The world under the water was revealed before Chen Feng's eyes.

The sludge on the ground was extremely thick. It was unknown how thick it was. From time to time, black bones would appear from within the mud; they were obviously left behind by the cultivators who had died in the water prison.

The prison head swiftly untied Yi Tian Zong's body and dragged him out of the water prison.

At this moment, Chen Feng saw that Yi Tian Zong's prisoner uniform was filled with wounds. The worst part of it was on his chest. He saw Yi Tian Zong's chest being deeply gouged out. A row of ribs were also cut off, leaving only his heart exposed. The exposed heart had long since been on the verge of death as it was soaked in the rotting water of the water prison. Its beating was very weak.

When Chen Feng saw it, he instantly became furious. A ruthless aura burst forth, causing the jailer beside him to turn pale.

"Senior, it has nothing to do with me. "Although I am a jailer, I have never offended him before!" The head of the prison begged for mercy with a bitter face. He didn't expect that the seemingly harmless cultivator from before would actually be such an expert!

"Speak clearly, or else you will bear the consequences!" Chen Feng fed Yi Tian Zong a healing pill and then shouted at the jailer with a cold expression.

"It was the higher-ups who did it. Three days ago, they kidnapped this person and brought him here, and they have been torturing him ever since. They didn't even ask anything, they just tortured him!" The head of the prison said weakly, "It has been two consecutive days. Every time they come, they come to torture us for two hours before they leave."

"People above? "Who?" Chen Feng asked again.

"I don't know either. It's just that one of them is a cripple. From their tone, it seems like this person was crippled by him. " The head of the prison said as he pointed at Yi Tian Zong.

After eating Chen Feng's healing pills, Yi Tian Zong's face turned a lot redder.

"Then will they come back today?" Chen Feng's tone carried a faint killing intent.

The head of the prison swallowed his saliva and nodded in panic. "They come here at noon every day. I believe they will be no exception today."

"Alright, then I'll wait for them!" Chen Feng nodded and said to the head of the prison, "You wait here too. If you leave, you will be killed without pardon!"

The head of the prison shrank back and nodded. He knew that Chen Feng was afraid that he would go out and call for reinforcements.

While he was waiting, Chen Feng was not idle. He took out a few more pills and fed half of them to Yi Tian Zong, while the other half he grinded the wounds on Yi Tian Zong's body.

Under the simultaneous assault of the two tubes, Yi Tian Zong's breathing became stronger. The bones and flesh that had been removed from his chest also gradually regenerated.

In other words, Yi Tian Zong's strength was not bad. If it was a weak cultivator, such injuries would have already died a long time ago. That cultivator would still be able to endure until Chen Feng arrived.

After dealing with all this, Chen Feng let Yi Tian Zong lie on the side without any mishaps. It did not take long for Yi Tian Zong to recover some of his Essence.

"Huh?"

At this moment, after taking care of everything, Chen Feng's gaze had inadvertently landed on the bottom of the water prison. There seemed to be something squirming at the bottom of the sludge.

Noticing Chen Feng's gaze, the head of the prison politely said, "Senior, that is a cultivator who has been locked up here for thousands of years without eating or drinking. He hasn't died!"

"Is that so?" Chen Feng's eyebrows could not help but twitch as he revealed an expression of interest.

For high-level cultivators, it was normal for them to not eat or drink for thousands of years, because they could absorb the Spiritual Qi of Heaven and Earth to replenish themselves. However, the people in this prison weren't able to do so. In order to prevent the prisoners from escaping, most cells were equipped with spirit locking rings. The Soul-Sealing Ring was extremely magical. Once it was equipped, one couldn't use even the tiniest bit of true essence, much less cultivate it.

It could be said that with the Soul-Sealing Bracelet, even a Master Cultivator would be like ordinary people. They couldn't use the spiritual Qi of Heaven and Earth to replenish their energy, so they had to replenish themselves regularly in order to continue living.

The cultivator in front of him was clearly wearing a Spirit Sealing Bracelet. However, he had survived without eating or drinking for thousands of years. Chen Feng could not help but feel curious about this.

"Who exactly is it? I want to experience it for myself!" In his heart, Chen Feng burst forth with true essence and instantly grabbed the prisoner under the mud.