The sky is yellow and the earth is red. There are no clouds in the sky, no rivers on the earth, and there is no distinction between day and night.
However, in this dead world, life forms and floating buildings miraculously appeared.
And the huge cities floating in the sky are the bases of the Holy Alliance in this desolate world.
Although these buildings are all magnificent and magnificent, they have an unsettling name: "Exiled Prison"!
The Exile Prison is the place where the elders and disciples who have committed crimes in the Sanctuary Alliance are imprisoned.
But don't be so naive as to think that there are only people from the Sanctuary Alliance Mansion here. In fact, more of the detainees here are not from the Sanctuary League Mansion.
But they have one thing in common, they have had huge friction with the Holy Territory Alliance and were ultimately defeated by the Holy Territory Alliance.
However, whether they are sinners of the Sanctuary Alliance Mansion or former enemies of the Sanctuary League Mansion, they will all face the same treatment here.
Mining the "power of survival"!
The vast world is filled with the power of death, which can be said to penetrate everywhere on the earth.
But that extremely precious power of survival only exists in a huge bottomless canyon.
Within this canyon, there is a fishy-smelling gas everywhere. This is the power of death, a terrifying gas that can easily take away the lives of Shura warrior souls and even Shura warrior generals.
At this moment, there are nearly a hundred Shura War Kings outside the canyon. They are staring down with sharp eyes, monitoring everything below. According to their perception, nothing can escape from under their eyes.
And within that canyon, countless figures were walking in it.
Each of these people holds a gourd-like object in their hands. The surface of this gourd is covered with charms, and the faint blue floating light circulates around it like stars. Moreover, the white body surface is inlaid with ten red gems.
Some are still blooming with a faint light.
These people were wandering in the canyon like ghosts. While avoiding the floating power of death, they expanded their souls to the limit and scanned the dark surroundings with their eyes.
"Shua"
Suddenly, a faint green light shot out from the bottom of the canyon like a shooting star.
And when this light appeared, people rushed towards the light as if they were going crazy.
In the end, an intermediate-level Shura warrior took the lead to fly in front of the light, and with a backhand turn, he caught the light and put it away.
At this moment, all the ten red gems on the gourd of this mid-level Shura general lit up, and a satisfied smile appeared on his dark yellow face.
After that, I saw his body straighten up, like a dragon rising into the sky, flying towards the entrance of the canyon.
"Hey, here, you have to rely on your strength to speak for itself!"
Looking at the departing man, many people had looks of envy in their eyes, and then they continued to search nervously, as if they didn't want to waste any time.
"The feeling of survival is getting stronger and stronger. It seems that it is what I am looking for."
In the corner of the crowd, a figure is not eye-catching, but his soul is the most powerful person in the canyon, he is Xing Jue.
This is the first time Xingjue has tapped into the power of survival since he came to the Exile Prison, and their task is to fill up the gourds in their hands, otherwise they will not be allowed to leave.
Because of this, many people can't wait to complete this task, because in this canyon, even if they don't come into contact with the power of death, if they stay in it for a long time, they will be eroded, and sometimes there will be life.
Danger.
But unlike them, Xing Jue is not in a hurry to exploit the power of survival, because he is looking for something, the source of the power of survival.
That is an object that can change Xingjue's strength and even his fate, that is, the "Heaven and Earth Spirit Pearl".
Time passed little by little, and more and more people completed the mining tasks and began to leave this dark canyon.
And when a large number of people gradually left, the canyon became more and more silent and gloomy.
While people were leaving, Xing Jue began to dive, heading towards the deepest part of the bottomless canyon, because the object that made his soul throb was hidden there.
"Brother, don't go down any further. If you go down any further, you'll hit the limit of death!"
But at this moment, a figure suddenly appeared in front of Xingjue. This was a thin man with a dark face.
The man was only in his thirties, but he also had the strength of a first-level Shura fighting spirit.
When he saw this man, Xing Jue couldn't help but be stunned. In fact, with Xing Jue's strength, he had already sensed the man's presence.
As for why he was surprised, it was because the gourd in this man's hand was actually full.
And in this canyon, with his strength, there are very few people who can fill the gourd so quickly.
"Brother, do you know the specific location of the death limit?"
Thinking of the limit of death, Xing Jue guessed how this man could complete the mining task so quickly.
The boundary of death is a place that everyone here knows. It is a barrier that blocks the power of survival.
It is said that once you hit that limit, no matter how strong you are, you will be instantly wiped out.
The most terrifying thing is that this limit has no fixed position. It may be very deep today, but it may be very high tomorrow, and it may not even be sensed.
Because of this, even very powerful people only wander around the upper part of the canyon, and almost no one dares to go deep.
Of course, if you are brave and dare to go deep into places that others dare not go deep into, you can capture the power of survival first and naturally complete the task quickly, and this person is obviously such a person.
"Hey, brother, the position of the limit of death changes every day, how do I know it?"
"But let me tell you quietly, it is difficult to reach the limit of death to where we are now, so it is safe to mine the power of survival here, but if we continue to go deeper, it will be very dangerous."
"This is the experience I gained in ten years after I came here. If you want to survive, you must not tell others." The man chuckled, but he looked quite honest.
"Ten years? Big brother, it's been ten years since you've been here?"
Hearing this answer, Xing Jue was shocked. Surviving here for ten years is a very remarkable thing.
But it also lets Xing Jue know that this person must not be from the Holy Land Alliance. If not, no matter how serious the crime is, the person will not be sentenced to ten years here.
"Are you surprised? In fact, I am also surprised. If you think about it carefully, I have met so many people since I came here. Many of them are stronger than me, but almost none of them have survived more than ten years."
"And I, a mere Shura fighting spirit, have lived in this dark place for a full ten years. It is really something to be proud of."
"But it's a pity that even if I can complete the mining tasks every day, even if I can avoid the frontal attack of the power of death, I can't avoid their invisible devouring."
"puff"
Suddenly, a mouthful of blood spurted out of the man's mouth, and Xing Jue couldn't help but be shocked at this moment.
The man's blood was actually dark in color, like ink, and extremely viscous. It seemed to contain a lot of venom, and even exuded a fishy smell, which was similar to the power of death.
"Oh, brother, as you can see, I don't have much time left. Otherwise, I wouldn't tell you this secret."
"We are destined to meet you today, but I would like to advise you, if you want to survive here, don't tell the secret of the boundary of death to anyone else, unless you are also about to die."
Under Xing Jue's surprised gaze, the man wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, then smiled calmly and flew towards the top of the canyon without even leaving his name behind.
"Exiled to the bottom of the prison, this is the dark side of the Sanctuary Alliance Mansion, right?"
Looking at the man's leaving figure, Xing Jue felt quite emotional. He didn't know why the man had offended the Holy Land Alliance, but receiving such a punishment should make up for the sins he had committed.
"boom"
But at this moment, the man's body suddenly exploded, and pieces of clothes and large amounts of blood began to pour down from below.
"what happened?"
Seeing such a scene, Xing Jue couldn't help but be shocked. He quickly dodged, fearing that the man's blood would get on his body because it had a deadly aura.
But at the same time, Xing Jue was also panicked. He felt that the man did not commit suicide, but committed suicide by an outsider.
However, even with Xing Jue's soul power, he couldn't sense who killed him. How terrible would the person who took action be?
"Xingjue, with your strength you won't be able to survive for so long. You can't even extract a ray of survival power. What on earth do you want to do?"
At this moment, an old man's voice suddenly sounded in the air, and at the same time, a figure slowly appeared in Xing Jue's sight.
"Dongfang Lingyu?"
After seeing the black-haired old man, Xing Jue's expression changed even more, because he recognized at a glance that this was Dongfang Lingyu, the head of the Punishment Department.
"Master Dongfang, you and I have no grudge, why do you have to put me to death?"
At this moment, Xing Jue already knew why the man died, and he even knew the reason why Dongfang Lingyu appeared here, which was to take his life.
"Smart, you are indeed a talent, but it's a pity that you are a Soul Eater." Dongfang Lingyu got closer and closer, but he did not use coercion to cover Xing Jue, because in front of him, Xing Jue simply couldn't
There is no room for escape.
"Master Dongfang, what do you mean by this? Is it possible that you have some problem with my Soul Eater clan?" Xing Jue asked in confusion.
"Hahahaha..." After hearing Xing Jue's words, Dongfang Lingyu laughed crazily, and then asked coldly.
"Celebrating a festival? Does the hatred of genocide count as a festival?"