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Shi Xuan's cell was on the eighth floor. There were only four cells on both sides of the pitch-black passage.

Obviously, as the levels of the Netherworld dungeon deepen, the number of cells is also decreasing sharply. The first level of the dungeon has thousands of cells!

However, this is also because the deeper the layers, the stronger the prisoners are.

Squeak!

Plop!

The cell door was slowly opened, and then Shi Xuan, who was like mud, was thrown in directly from the outside.

"Okay, our mission ends here, let him stay here until Young Emperor Akeno comes to him in person to settle accounts."

Not long after throwing Shi Xuan into the cell, Yamamoto nodded and immediately turned around and left.

rustle!

For a time, as Yamamoto left, the entire eighth floor of the Netherworld Dungeon became extremely silent.

"Ahem, damn, my body feels like it's cracked. I can't gather any strength at all. Are I really going to die here this time?"

Immediately, Shi Xuan coughed weakly, breaking the silence.

However, Shi Xuan's voice at this moment was still full of despair and was no longer as indifferent as before.

I have to admit that being caught in the Netherworld Dungeon this time was definitely the biggest crisis Shi Xuan had ever encountered in his life.

In the past, when faced with any crisis, including Emperor Taixuan, Emperor Ming and others, although the enemies were also very powerful, they had never exceeded Shi Xuan's expectations.

So when dealing with it, Shi Xuan was very confident and had already prepared various backup plans.

But this time it’s completely different!

Shi Xuan never dreamed that he would be transferred directly to the Holy Land of the Emperor by Young Emperor Akeno using the ninth level talisman seal.

Now that his cultivation level was blocked and he could not contact the outside world, Shi Xuan could be said to be in a desperate situation.

"Huh, no! I can't give up like this. If I give up like this, there will really be no hope."

But Shi Xuan was not an ordinary person after all, so after a brief period of worry, he quickly regained his composure and decided not to give up hope.

And just when Shi Xuan was secretly thinking about how he could change his current predicament, a voice suddenly came from the cell next to him.

"Jie Jie! There is a new person here, I really didn't expect it!"

This voice was extremely hoarse, but it was full of inexplicable demonic nature, so much so that as soon as it came out, Shi Xuan felt like he was losing his mind.

You must know that Shi Xuan is now a half-step ninth-level powerhouse!

Even if his cultivation meridians are temporarily blocked, his mental strength is far beyond that of ordinary people.

And just with a casual word, he almost lost his mind. What a terrible thing!

"who?"

After a moment of shock, Shi Xuan turned his head and looked deeply towards the source of the sound.

rustle!

And as Shi Xuan turned his gaze, a figure originally hidden in the darkness slowly emerged from the cell opposite.

That is an old beggar whose teeth are extremely scorched!

No, it can't be said that he is an old beggar. It should be that he has been locked up for too long and has not taken care of himself for too long, so he has become like an old beggar.

Because the old man with yellow teeth and the tattered clothes on his body had obviously once been a very gorgeous coat.

Even the few remaining divine patterns on it still exude a hint of terror.

That aura is definitely not weaker than any half-step ninth-level strongman Shi Xuan has ever encountered!

Obviously, this yellow-toothed old man is also a master of half-step ninth level, but he is becoming more and more sloppy now that he is locked up here.

Looking at the other party's appearance, Shi Xuan seemed to see himself decades later, and instantly showed a somewhat ugly expression.

"Jiejie, it's not anyone, it's just your neighbor!"

Just when Shi Xuan was alone with his thoughts, the old man with yellow teeth opposite him answered his question very readily.

The old man Huang Ya seems to be very excited now. After all, he has not met a living person in the past hundred years. Seeing Shi Xuan appear now, it is inevitable that he will lose control of his emotions.

"Neighbor? Are you a prisoner here too, senior? What do you call me? And why were you imprisoned here?"

When Shi Xuan saw this, his eyes flashed, and then he subconsciously asked about some things about the other party.

"Hey, of course I'm a prisoner. Otherwise, why would I be staying here? Am I on vacation here?"

Listening to Shi Xuan's inquiry, the yellow-toothed old man curled his lips and responded directly and neatly.

"As for the name, it's been so long that I've forgotten it, so you don't have to worry about it! I only remember that it was because the old Emperor of the Immortal Emperor wanted me to surrender as a mount of their royal family. I didn't agree and even killed him several times. A prince, and then he was captured by that old guy."

Immediately, Shi Xuan also learned a lot of information about Huang Ya old man based on his words.

It turns out that this old man is not a human being, but a ferocious beast that survived from ancient times like the Yamata no Orochi.

It's just that his strength should be much stronger than Yamata no Orochi, so much so that the Immortal Emperor personally took action and spent a lot of effort to capture him here.

After all, half-step to the ninth level is also divided into strong and weak. The weak are like Shi Xuan who has just entered this realm. The strong are like the old man Huangya who has completely mastered the space and even touched the power of time. Even if he faces the real Nine Even the most powerful people can fight with him.

Of course, no matter how strong he is, he cannot compete with the real half-step ninth level, otherwise the yellow-toothed old man would not have been caught here.

And this old man with yellow teeth is also stubborn. It has been five hundred years since he was captured in this Netherworld Dungeon.

In addition to being sealed with all his cultivation, a special executioner would come over every day and try out all the torture instruments in the cell.

But he has never surrendered, and has never agreed to be the mount of the Immortal Emperor's family.

This tenacity, even just listening to it, made Shi Xuan extremely moved.

"Hey, kid, don't show that sympathetic look to me. Now that you've been caught in this Netherworld dungeon, your life in the future will probably not be easy! I just hope you can hold on for a few more days and have nothing to do with me. After all, I’ve been alone for too long and it’s really boring.”

Seeing the moved expression on Shi Xuan's face, the yellow-toothed old man grinned, some gloating about his misfortune, and some others gave him some advice.

"I have had many neighbors before, but they all died because they could not stand the torture of the dungeon! How many people were there exactly? I can't remember now, but I think there must be no less than a hundred people, right? If you don’t believe it, even in your cell, there must have been at least a hundred half-step ninth-level experts who died there! This doesn’t include those before I was imprisoned.”

The words of the old man with yellow teeth were not alarmist.

Although half-step ninth-level experts are rare, the Netherworld Dungeon has been established for thousands of years, so over time, it is completely normal to pass more than a hundred half-step ninth-level experts.