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On the other side, atop the celestial vessel Luofu.

The story returns to normal, and Dan Heng is stabbed by a sword, tearing open his heart and shoulder, transforming him into a little dragon.

Fu Xuan, wielding the Tiger Tally, mobilized troops and, together with Walter and the other two, arrived at Lin Yuan Realm ahead of time and stationed their forces there.

"Tingyun" tilted its head and revealed its true form, disappearing into the place where the Jianmu seal was located. That wisp of the year's yang energy transformed and merged into the Jianmu divine essence. Xiaoxuan was dressing up by the window.

As for the clone that Zhong Heng left on Luofu before he and Heita and the others began their first exploration.

Now, taking advantage of the fact that the Luofu leadership is preparing for the battle against the Great Lord Huanlong, he has infiltrated the depths of the Youqiu Prison.

They also passed by the Ice Mountain Hell and visited the Bu Li War Beast Hu Lei, who had suffered the punishment of the Endless Sword Tree for hundreds of years, and had some heartfelt words with him.

After a friendly exchange, Bu Lizhan was so enthusiastic that he insisted on handing over the "Crimson Moon" inside his body to Zhong Heng for safekeeping.

After Zhongheng refused three times, he could no longer refuse and had no choice but to reluctantly accept and seal the "Red Moon".

The prodigy Bu Lizhan, after seeing Zhong Heng finally accept "Crimson Moon," finally fell asleep with a smile.

One last look at Hu Lei, who was lying on the ground fast asleep, slowly turning into starlight and dissipating, Zhong Heng shook his head and sighed, "Young people are so lucky; their sleep quality is unparalleled."

He then carefully put away the jade box containing "Crimson Moon," and walked deeper into the prison with his hands behind his back.

Suddenly, the ancient wolf maxim of "Dulan" echoed from afar, as if bidding farewell to the great Hurrah Khan: "Give the wolf a dead end, so that it may find its way forward. Feed the wolf with death, so that it may have enough to eat. Those who seek only comfort will find no place to live; those who fight to the death will live forever..."

The prison where the Primordial Immortals were held was a completely sealed building, with walls made entirely of celestial gold on all four sides, measuring eight feet square and seven inches thick.

It wasn't until Zhong Heng dispelled the concealment technique and reached out to touch the cell where the other party was being held that the Primordial Immortal inside sensed the presence of the outsider and began to tremble wildly.

"Tsk tsk tsk, this 'cell' is only so small, yet it's made entirely of celestial gold. It's more like a bronze coffin than a prison."

The primordial immortal within the "coffin" stopped trembling upon hearing this: "It's you... Your Excellency... So many years have passed. Have you come to grant me eternal slumber?"

The primordial immortal recognized Zhong Heng and excitedly begged him for eternal slumber.

Due to excessive excitement, the body involuntarily underwent strong physiological changes.

Strange-shaped limbs, wings, bone spurs, and branches emerged from all around the "coffin," causing the entire coffin to tremble and rumble incessantly, as if it were about to burst open at any moment.

The surrounding sensors detected this and immediately extended mechanical pipes into the coffin, injecting a large amount of calming gas inside.

The various things that spread out and caused people's sanity to drop rapidly gradually stopped growing and spreading after a large amount of calming gas was injected. They then withered, died, and disappeared.

"Hey! Junfang, you're still alive!"

"...Ha~ Now even if I wanted to die, I couldn't!" A bitter laugh came from inside the coffin, which then turned into a long sigh filled with endless regret: "I regret not making this damn elixir of immortality, and I hate even more that I didn't listen to your advice back then!"

"I... hate it!"

Zhong Heng stepped forward and knocked on the coffin lid: "People, when they can't get something, they desperately want it. But after they get it, they find that what they desperately wanted wasn't as wonderful as they thought, and it might even be the source of disaster, and they regret it deeply."

"But life is always like this; it never learns anything from the lessons of history."

The primordial immortal inside the coffin, Junfang, whom Zhongheng referred to, remained silent for a long time before finally letting out a sigh.

"Alas... Only now do I truly see how brilliant and ambitious His Majesty's actions were back then."

"Compared to them, we are like ants on the ground and the bright moon in the sky, thinking we have seen the whole picture, but it turns out that it was just the side they deliberately showed us."

Upon hearing the other person mention their old friend, Zhongheng was filled with emotion: "A person like him is extremely rare, throughout history."

"Phew..." Jun Fang let out a long sigh, and then continued, "The gods have come, and I have also refined the elixir of immortality, but... I still cannot cure the poison of immortality."

"As a result, for thousands of years, people have been neither human nor ghost, trapped within this small world, afraid to step outside lest they bring disaster upon future generations, unable to live or die..."

"Having no words to see Your Excellency, I shamelessly beg for death, so that I may have a moment of peace..."

"They could only have built this 'coffin' to prevent him from causing endless trouble after he lost his mind..."

"You've come to see me today...is it to grant me liberation?"

Upon hearing this, Zhong Heng applied a balancing force to the coffin, sealing Jun Fang's coffin lid shut: "...Old friend, I'm afraid I'll have to disappoint you."

"..."

Upon sensing Zhong Heng's familiar yet unfamiliar power reinforcing the coffin that bound him, Jun Fang fell silent.

"...Very well, if my crippled body is of any use to my old friend, then take it with you."

"It's better than... staying here and constantly worrying that I might lose control at any moment and turn into a monster that will bring disaster to future generations."

Zhong Heng remained silent and simply packed up Jun Fang along with the entire coffin and took him away.

They've been in the Netherworld Prison long enough already. Their heartfelt conversation with Hu Lei earlier had already caused quite a stir. In a little while, the train crew will probably take care of Huanlong too. Once the Immortal Boat realizes what's going on here, it won't be easy to pin the blame on Huanlong.

The best course of action now is to leave.

As for the location of the Jianmu Mystic Root, the little dragon Danfeng had already joined the others and broken the seal on the Jianmu below the Lin Yuan Realm, finally facing Huanlong.

However, Huanlong lived up to his reputation as the messenger of destruction. Even though it was only an avatar that came, after fusing with the divine essence of Jianmu and creating such a body made of abundant power, it was still difficult for everyone to resist.

Fortunately, even though Danfeng can't quite remember the past, he can still work well with Jingyuan.

But this time...

Outside Lin Yuan, Fu Xuan, who held the Tiger Tally and was temporarily acting as general, noticed the abnormality and promptly issued an order:

"Level the muzzle of the imaginary number collapse pulse cannon for me!"

"Target: Illusion!"

"fire!"

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