As soon as Wu Shiyi finished speaking, Jiang Ning's face turned red and blood spurted out.
"Are you okay?" Wu Shiyi asked hurriedly when he saw this.
Jiang Ning didn't answer him, his eyes stopped on his hands, his brows furrowed.
He remembered that when he was resisting the sword wheel just now, all the flesh and blood meridians in his hands were picked clean by the sword light, but now, his hands were intact and there was no trace of any scars at all.
"Is this really a hallucination? What about my internal injuries?"
Confusion flashed in Jiang Ning's mind.
He used brute force to destroy the sword wheel of the Twelve Zodiac Sword Formation at the ultimate level. Although he finally killed Fu Tuan with a crushing force, he also suffered a lot of backlash.
Now that his body is intact, his injuries are still there. Jiang Ning can't figure this out, so he can only attribute it to the strange power of the Sea of Life and Death.
"A little internal injury, nothing wrong." Jiang Ning put aside his thoughts and replied: "How could you be imprisoned under this dark and deep sea?"
The crisis was over, and Jiang Ning finally had the time to greet this rebellious swordsman.
When Wu Shiyi heard this, his face suddenly felt a little embarrassed.
"It's not me, you don't know. You didn't control it this time, and you offended someone you shouldn't have offended." It was embarrassing, but Wu Shiyi still said it.
After listening to what he said, Jiang Ning's eyelids jumped.
The last time the two of them met was when Jiang Ning returned to Zhuozhou from Wuzhou.
At that time, Wu Shiyi was being chased by the Redbud Messenger in the blood pool in the restricted area. Jiang Ning had seen the strength of the monster and thought that Wu Shiyi could just escape successfully. However, he did not expect that such a terrifying Redbud Messenger was actually killed.
He was killed.
"Then, it was the people from Xuechi who imprisoned you here?" Jiang Ning asked.
Wu Shiyi sneered disdainfully: "Those bastards in the Blood Pool are also capable of imprisoning me?"
Jiang Ning stared at him, smiling and saying nothing.
The blood pool can become a restricted area for living beings, and it has never been wiped out by the four sects of the Five Courts. Jiang Ning would never believe that there are no ruthless characters in it.
Perhaps because of the embarrassment of being stared at, or perhaps because he felt that what he said was too arrogant, Wu Shiyi coughed twice and said: "Okay, okay, let me tell you the truth, behind those scum came an old devil who has been famous for a long time.
He came to chase me and drove me all the way to the sea of life and death."
That's pretty much it... Jiang Ning rolled his eyes.
"What happened next?" he asked.
If it were the demon in the blood pool, he would probably just cut Wu Shi into pieces with a thousand knives and feed them to the dogs. Therefore, there might be someone else who suppressed him.
Seemingly sensing Jiang Ning's thoughts, Wu Shiyi continued: "You are right, the old devil will not be so kind and only imprison me. What really takes action is..."
Speaking of this, Wu Shishi paused for a moment, and his face, which was always bohemian, rarely showed complexity and sadness.
"It's my master."
After a long silence, Wu Shiyi weakly uttered four words.
Jiang Ning, who had already thought of 10,000 possibilities in his head, was stunned and did not expect such a result.
The person who suppresses Wu Shiyi will be his master!
"You mean, it was Master Beihong Sword who suppressed you here?"
Jiang Ning has never met the sword master, but has heard many rumors about him.
Beihong Sword Master Li Chenran, the current headmaster of the Ten Thousand Tribulations Sword Sect, studied under the previous sword master, who is one of the few remaining land gods on the Kyushu Continent and is revered by the world as the Seven Kills Sword Immortal Lin Qisha.
In other words, Wu Shiyi can be regarded as the disciple of the Land Sword Immortal, so Jiang Ning never expected that the current headmaster of the Ten Thousand Tribulations Sword Sect would personally take action and suppress his apprentice in the restricted area of the Dead Sea.
"Li Chenran, is he crazy? Even if you betray the master, you have never done anything treacherous or evil, let alone seek refuge in the restricted area. How could he just do it!"
The more Jiang Ning thought about it, the angrier he became.
He has not known Wu Shiyi for a long time, but he admires Wu Shiyi very much.
Although he is said to be unreliable, he is worthy of the name of the Sword Immortal. He travels around the Kyushu Continent, hoeing the strong and supporting the weak, eradicating evil, resisting the ghost king, and resisting the restricted areas. What does this mean is that he does not regard the world as his own responsibility.
On the other hand, those transcendental sects who sit in high halls and temples and receive the incense and incense worship of hundreds of millions of living beings, besides judging others from the highest point of morality, what else can they do!
Jiang Ning's heart was filled with rage, and the veins on his forehead popped out. From a distance, his whole body looked like a powder keg with a fuse lit.
When Wu Shiyi saw him like this, he suddenly laughed.
"Fellow Daoist Jiang, please don't be angry. In fact, I think being imprisoned and suppressed here is a good choice. I've been killing demons and demons all these years, and I'm tired. Now I just take this opportunity to rest."
Jiang Ning was already angry, but hearing him say that made him even more angry.
"Shut up. I'm here today just to save you. If you want to be lazy, there's no way!" With that said, Jiang Ning swam down towards the altar regardless of his injuries.
"Fellow Daoist Jiang, I'm actually very happy that you can come. Don't waste your energy on me. Master is an existence in the heaven-capturing realm, and the cage he has set cannot be broken except by land gods."
Wu Shiyi tried to persuade him, but Jiang Ning didn't listen at all.
"He is not worthy to be your master."
Jiang Ning's eyes were like torches, and he scanned the altar inch by inch, saying: "This kind of person is cut off from love, and does not distinguish between right and wrong. Even if his cultivation is monstrous, he is not as good as an ant on the ground."
As a grand formation master, and with Xun Yu's handwriting, Jiang Ning felt that he might not be able to try to break open the altar.
However, he still underestimated the methods of the powerful master.
What is seizing the sky?
As the name suggests, the cultivators who have reached this stage are all great talents who can seize the fortune of heaven and earth. In other words, without tyrannical means and treacherous thoughts, who would dare to compete with heaven for fortune?
That’s why Wu Shiyi said so.
Unless the land gods come, no one can defeat his methods!
Three hours later, Jiang Ning sat cross-legged in front of the altar, looking across from Wu Shiyi.
"Give up, Fellow Daoist Jiang, you have tried your best."
Jiang Ning's eyes were bloodshot, but he couldn't say a word.
In the past three hours, he racked his brains to think of a way, but no matter whether it was spells, formations, or yin-yang magic, he couldn't break the altar.
No, not even a layer of skin on the altar could be shaken!
On the other hand, he accidentally touched the altar once. If Wu Shiyi hadn't taken action, Jiang Ning might have been killed by the sword light from the altar.
"Is there really nothing you can do?"
Jiang Ning clenched his teeth, clenched his fists tightly, and let his nails dig into his palms, revealing a dazzling bright red.
A flash of gratitude flashed in Wu Eleven's eyes.
He smiled and said: "Friend Jiang, you might as well take a look behind my altar."
Behind the altar?
Jiang Ning raised his head in confusion and cast his gaze behind Wu Shiyi.
It was extremely dark and bottomless. Even if the light that avoided the water droplets was projected over it, there would be no ripples at all. It was like the bloody mouth of a giant beast that could devour everything.
Something is definitely wrong!
Jiang Ning stood up, thought for a moment, condensed the spiritual energy in his palm and threw it away.
When the spiritual energy reached its highest point, Jiang Ning gave it a fierce squeeze.
The group of spiritual energy suddenly exploded in the air like fireworks.
In an instant, the surroundings were as bright as day.
Jiang Ning also used this fleeting light to see clearly what was hidden in the darkness behind the altar.
"Then, that...what is it?"
Jiang Ning murmured with a slightly trembling voice.