As the iron door slowly opened, Lin Hao used the light of his mobile phone to see three ragged and thin old men locked in the dark cave with iron chains.

Every old man has five iron chains on his body, and each iron chain has an iron hook on it.

And every iron hook pierced the bodies of the old men and locked their bones firmly into the iron chain.

On the other end of the chain is a stone wall that is deeply trapped in all sides of the cave.

Although the lower body of these old men was sitting on the ground, their upper body was hung up by iron chains and could not lie down or lie down.

Their hair was very messy, and their heads were lowered and like a puppet torn. Their clothes were torn to pieces and only a few strips of cloth were hung on their bodies. The gloomy aura was like they had been trapped in this place since the creation of the world.

The iron chains and hooks connecting their bodies to the stone walls, and this way of imprisoning people, made Lin Hao feel a little familiar.

In another corner of the cave, several broken chains were scattered on the ground, looking like they were redundant.

Lin Hao walked into the door and got closer to it and found that in the torn clothes of these old men, every inch of their skin, including their faces, their necks...

Any place visible to the naked eye is shocking scars.

Such a picture made Lin Hao unconsciously think of someone, Du Xichuan.

"Who are you?" Lin Hao asked in a low voice.

The old men were originally buried with their heads, as if they didn't catch their attention until they heard Lin Hao talking.

One of them slowly raised his head and tilted his head so that his messy hair no longer covered his eyes. He looked at Lin Hao with an empty and unconscious gaze.

"You are not a disciple of Qingyun Sect, who are you? Why didn't anyone bring us food?"

Based on this sentence alone, Lin Hao could infer that these people should have been imprisoned here by Qingyun Sect, and that the disciples of Qingyun Sect would send them food on time.

But yesterday Lin Hao broke into the Qingyun Sect's mountain gate and killed all the head of the sect, the elders of the fourth hall, and the disciples with higher cultivation.

Other ordinary disciples fled to death, and the Qingyun Sect no longer exists now, so no one delivers food to these old men imprisoned in the cave today.

Lin Hao thought for a while and said lightly: "The Qingyun Sect has been destroyed. If you want to go out, maybe I can help you unblock the chain."

I originally thought that those old men would be excited or excited when they heard this sentence, but what surprised Lin Hao was that these three old men had no reaction at all.

One of them smiled bitterly and said, "What nonsense are you talking about? Qingyun Sect is a martial arts sect that has been passed down for hundreds of years. How could it be that it will die if it is said to be dead?"

The other two old men also felt that Lin Hao was talking about a fantasy, and they shook their heads.

"The Qingyun Sect has a Wuzong-level powerhouse, and there are more than a dozen great martial masters and more than forty martial masters. Even if the Wu Alliance takes action personally, it may not be able to do anything to Qingyun Sect."

"And Qingyun Sect has a close relationship with other sects. Even if there is a stronger enemy attack, other sects will not sit idly by and will definitely send reinforcements to help."

"Unless the enemy is strong enough to destroy Qingyun Sect in a short time, no time will be given to other sects to rescue."

"But... there is probably not such a powerful existence in this world, and it can destroy a martial arts sect in a very short time!"

When they spoke, their tone actually revealed pride, as if the power of Qingyun Sect was so proud that they were also proud.

This is very abnormal. Aren’t they imprisoned here by people from Qingyun Sect?

What made Lin Hao even more confused was that they actually said that there were more than a dozen great martial masters in Qingyun Sect, and Lin Hao only met four yesterday.

Except for the four palace elders of Qingyun Sect, there are very few disciples of Qingyun Sect who have reached the Martial Master Realm, and they are not as large as they said, with more than 40 Martial Masters.

But Lin Hao soon figured it out.

It is probably because these people have been imprisoned in the cave for too long and do not know what happened on Cangnan Mountain five years ago.

Perhaps before that, Qingyun Sect did have more than a dozen great martial masters and more than forty martial masters as they said.

However, since the battle of Cangnan Mountain, most of the strong men were killed by Lin Hao, and many disciples have not broken through the realm in recent years, so the current situation has been created.

There were very few strong people above the Martial Master level, and they were eventually killed by Lin Hao.

Lin Hao smiled faintly and said, "Did the Qingyun Sect really perish? You can tell if you go out and take a look?"

The three old men fell into deep thought.

Although they still don’t want to believe Lin Hao’s words, if nothing happened in Qingyun Sect, why didn’t anyone bring food to you until now? Why would a stranger appear here?

However, since strangers appear and the disciples of Qingyun Sect are not here, it is indeed an excellent opportunity for them to escape.

"Can you let us out?" an old man asked tentatively.

"If you can tell me who you are and why you were imprisoned here, maybe I can not only save you, but also find a way to heal your injuries."

Lin Hao could see that the three old men in front of him were all warriors, but their cultivation was confined by iron chains and special techniques that penetrated their bodies.

They couldn't pull out the iron hook that pierced into their bodies by themselves, and once they pulled it out, they would die because of it.

It is impossible to save themselves, and now only Lin Hao can save them.

Several old men hesitated for a moment, and finally spoke slowly: "I was originally the great elder of Qingyun Sect, and the two of them were also the guardian elders of Qingyun Sect. Because we committed serious crimes, we have been imprisoned here by the head."

Lin Hao's pupils suddenly shrank, and he stared at the old man in front of him with a sharp look: "Are you really the Great Elder of Qingyun Sect?"

The old man smiled bitterly and said, "Look at how I am now, is there still a need to lie to you? I was indeed the great elder of Qingyun Sect, but the Qingyun Sect now probably has no place for me."

Lin Hao suddenly felt that he had been deceived. Yesterday, he was deceived by Ouyang Yuan, the head of Qingyun Sect.

In order not to let him know that the Great Elder was imprisoned here, Ouyang Yuan lied that the Great Elder died in Cangnan Mountain five years ago.

At that time, Lin Hao thought that the clues to investigate Qiao Kexin's life history were cut off, but he didn't expect that he would meet the great elder of Qingyun Sect in this place.

"How long have you been trapped here?"

When he heard Lin Hao’s question, the three old men all smiled bitterly.

"I don't know how long it took to be in this dark and terrifying place."

"We have long forgotten what year and month it is now, and time has no meaning to us."

"But I heard from the disciple who delivered the meal that it must have been more than twenty years, more than twenty years..."

Their voices are filled with endless sadness. After all, twenty years are a long time, and there are not a few twenty years in life in total.
Chapter completed!