Chapter 1005: Mount Emperor’s Prison

Wind was howling and Spirit Qi was dense. The entire world was boundless. Looking down from the sky, there were plenty of farmlands, cities and cultivators.

How large was Planet Tianhuang?

When Chen Fan saw the planet the first time, it looked like it was ten thousand times larger than Earth. Although the True Martial Sky-severing Array took part of the Laws of Heaven and caused the cultivation arts to be incomplete, it was still extremely vast. The sky was filled with Essence Qi and there were Spirit Veins all over the ground.

The distance between the east and west of Planet Tianhuang was almost a hundred million miles.

The Beihuang Region was located in the northmost area of Planet Tianhuang and was thousands of miles away from the Demon Warding Heavenly Region. Chen Fan turned into a golden light ray and he pushed his Dharma Power to the maximum, splitting the sky and rus.h.i.+ng through the clouds. Every time he flashed, he traveled a few hundred miles farther.

“Boom!”

A beam of golden light flashed across the sky.

Chen Fan wasn’t alone. Xiao Mang, Zhao Juexian, Lord Dragon, Lin Wuhua and the two girls were also with him. To maintain the fastest speed, his energy was boiling and his body was surrounded by mist. A ray of light was created in the sky.

That golden light went through eight miles and the world seemed to have been split.

All cultivators who saw it were astonished and they wondered which Heavenly Lord it was.

But Chen Fan didn’t care about it anymore; he pushed his power to the highest level in order to get to the prison in the Beihuang Region as soon as possible. Mount Emperor’s prison was used to lock up vicious Fiend Art Cultivators at the Golden Core and Nascent Soul Level. Most of the Chinese were ordinary people. While being detained there, countless of them would be sacrificed every second.

“Faster!” Chen Fan shouted.

The nine Divine Forms appeared behind him.

The Xuan Wu, the Azure Thearch, the Thunder Loch, the Sacred Fiend… They formed a giant golden Kun Peng. An adult Kun Peng was said to be able to travel across the universe and swallow the sun. Its speed was one of the top three in the universe.

In the end, Chen Fan traveled a thousand miles every time he flashed and people’s eyes couldn’t even catch up with him.

Under such a high speed—

In around fifteen minutes.

Chen Fan had pa.s.sed through eight Heavenly Regions and seen the border of the Beihuang Region.

Other cultivators would have been terrified if they knew about this. Even a Nascent Soul Heavenly Lord had to use four hours to travel thousands of miles. When they reached the Beihuang Region, Chen Fan communicated with the Ancestral Patriarch of the Ghost Underworld Sect with Immortal Will, then he flew to the northwest according to his directions.

At Mount Emperor’s prison in the Beihuang Region.

Looking from the outside, it looked like a nondescript prison.

And yet, it was in fact a small world found by the cultivators of Mount Emperor and was used to detain the Fiend Art Cultivators and other cultivators who had violated the laws of Mount Emperor.

Mount Emperor had ruled over Planet Tianhuang for a few hundred thousand years and even they had no idea how many sects they had destroyed. They would always capture the leaders every time they exterminated a sect, but there were many other disciples and low-level cultivators in each sect, and they were usually taken to other places, instead of the Central Sacred Land.

So.

There were eight other places on Planet Tianhuang like the prison in the Beihuang Region and each had almost a hundred million prisoners. Life in those prisons was tough. They were like small worlds a few thousand miles large and they weren’t suitable for people to live in. A lot of low-level cultivators were unable to endure for eight years and even Connate Cultivators or Golden Core Cultivators might not be able to survive three centuries. As for ordinary people, they would die after a few months.

“Boom!”

Wind howled.

Lots of skinny, chained Chinese people were carrying giant rocks that weighed a thousand kilograms; men and women, old and young. They were walking towards the center of the castle. There were ten castles guarded by soldiers, Generals, Heavenly Generals and even Divine Generals.

They were the reason why the prisoners couldn’t resist!

“Crack.”

A woman slowed down.

The prison head in an azure armor next to her lashed her with the lightning whip in his hands, mutilating her body. She collapsed on the ground and was unable to get up. The prison head then raised his whip and was about to hit her again.

“Honey.”

A skinny man with dark skin eight feet away immediately put down the rock in his hands with tears welled up in his eyes and ran over, trying to stop the prison head.

“How dare you!”

The head of the prison sneered and pulled out his sword. He was a Connate Cultivator and was way more powerful than that man. He instantly slashed the man in half.

After that, he shouted at the others with a long whip, “Did you see that? This is what happens when you fight against Mount Emperor. Chen Beixuan disobeyed Mount Emperor’s order and he’s now inside the Deity ground. We can’t catch him, but you Chinese must pay for what he did. Our Sect Master has ordered to enslave you forever, so behave. Whoever slows down a bit will be killed!”

Then.

He cracked his whip, shattering the rocks around him.

Countless descendants of the Chinese watched silently and they stared at the prison head as they clenched their fists. In fact, they were staring at Mount Emperor behind him.

Why did Mount Emperor have to torture the Chinese just because they had a Heavenly Lord?

They didn’t even resist. What did they do to deserve this?

Why did Mount Emperor have to go after the Chinese again and again?

The minds of the Chinese were full of anger. There had been riots almost every day in the past three months, but all the soldiers guarding the prison were Connate Cultivators and the Generals were Golden Core Perfected Cultivators. Their Divine General was even a Nascent Soul Cultivator!

As for the Chinese…

Almost all of their Connate Cultivators had died in Old China Town. Their Grand Elder had also been detained by Mount Emperor and sent to the Central Sacred Land.

However, it was useless to resist. A Qi Refinement Cultivator without any weapons would only be killed by those fully-armed Connate Cultivators and Golden Core Cultivators. In three months, thousands of Chinese had died fighting and countless of them had been tortured or starved to death.

But none of them were willing to live without dignity.

They would rather die than yield!

“Hm, looks like you’re angry.” The prison head smiled and stepped on the woman, leaving the couple split in half.

“You jerk!”

At this moment, many people were unable to suppress their anger anymore. Some men dropped the rocks in their hands and the True Qi in their bodies went to the prison head.

“Yes, that’s it. I want to see you resist. How can I kill you if you don’t? Days here are too boring. How can you stay for a century without some fun?”

The head of the prison laughed as he lashed eight Chinese men with his whip, crus.h.i.+ng them to pieces.

“Our Heavenly Lord will come and eliminate Mount Emperor to avenge us someday!” a skinny old Chinese man shouted with tears in his eyes.

“Haha, Chen Beixuan? He’s hiding inside the Deity ground. I’ll kill him if he dares to come out…” The prison head burst into laughter.

Suddenly.

Boom!

The world shook.