Zhang Ming and the flux god Ming Jia walked in the quiet, pitch-black prison, ignoring the prisoners who were asking for help.
They had gone crazy from being imprisoned for too long and thought that they would never have a chance to get out. Now, Zhang Ming's appearance gave them hope.
" Sir, look…"
The flux god Ming Jia pointed at these prisoners who had already fallen into madness. He naturally wasn't filled with sympathy, but he wanted to know what Zhang Ming thought of them!
"Ignore them!"
Of course, Zhang Ming wasn't a saint. He had saved the flux god Ming Jia because he had value. Otherwise, he wouldn't have pretended to fight with Nangong Nayue and risked being captured by her.
It was all because of that weapon--
An existence that could nullify magic power and spiritual power.
The flux god Ming Jia responded and followed Zhang Ming.
"Right, Your Excellency. Do you have a way out?"
" What? You don't believe me?!"
"No, that's not it! I'm just curious."
Zhang Ming understood his lack of confidence. The Imprisonment Barrier was a place specially used to imprison powerful prisoners. It was extremely sturdy.
It was said to be an existence that could lock up True Ancestors. Although Zhang Ming didn't know if it could lock up True Ancestors, this also showed how sturdy this place was.
Moreover, the flux god Ming Jia had the mark left behind by Nangong Nayue. Even if he escaped, Nangong Nayue would be able to capture him immediately.
"Don't worry, if I say it's okay, it'll definitely be okay! Don't worry!"
Zhang Ming clearly told the flux god to help him find the weapon.
"System, did Nangong Nayue leave any mark on me?!”
"There isn't any imprint."
"No imprint!"
Zhang Ming wasn't surprised. He hadn't done anything to harm the Flux God Island, and Nangong Nayue was probably only planning to lock him up for a few days before releasing him.
"Sir, what are we doing?”
The flux god Ming Jia was somewhat curious because Zhang Ming's path was getting deeper and deeper, and the light was getting dimmer and dimmer. It was as if he was entering the depths of the imprisonment barrier.
"Of course I have to find the key to leave. I'm heading to the key to the entire imprisonment array!”
"Key? Don't tell me!"
As a prisoner locked up here, he must know something. When he heard the key, he thought of someone.
Zhang Ming didn't care too much about him and walked straight ahead. All the illusions and traps were exposed by the system's detection.
Zhang Ming had arrived at a closed stone door.
"System, is this the place?"
"Yes, all the mana here is supplied from here.”
Zhang Ming didn't hesitate. He pushed open the huge stone door and a beam of light shone out.
Zhang Ming and the flux god walked in. The ground hadn't accumulated because of the lack of people for many years, but this clean place seemed even more lonely and lonely.
Zhang Ming looked at the seat in the middle. A petite figure was sitting on it with her eyes closed, like a sleeping beauty.
"Is this the true form of the Witch Nangong Nayue? What a pity. He gave up everything to suppress the prisoners in this prison and used everything he had to exchange for this so-called power from the demons.”
"No wonder that witch risked her life to save you!”
The flux god Ming Jia sighed. He sighed at the sorrowful fate of the witch and sighed at the mission of the witch!
Zhang Ming was also very clear about this, but he did not want to care.
Their choice was their choice. Whether it was to save them or to sacrifice themselves, it was their own choice. Zhang Ming didn't need to care about this kind of thing. His only goal now was power.
Zhang Ming walked up and stood in front of Nangong Nayue. Looking at her sleeping face, he felt a trace of pity in his heart.
However, he quickly retracted his feelings. Zhang Ming stroked Nangong Nayue's face and said,
"It really looks like an exquisite doll!”
His words were filled with pity, but the coldness in Zhang Ming's eyes was even more intense.
" But, I'm sorry!!"
Zhang Ming's eyes flashed fiercely. He clenched his fists and punched Nangong Nayue's face.
His speed had already reached the sound barrier, and the wind from his fist was blowing. It was obvious that his punch would cause minor injuries.
"I'll go!"
Not only did the flux god Ming Jia exclaim, the system was also shocked.
This punch had the rhythm of a lonely life.
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