He walked through the first, second, and third floors of the swimming prison... all the way to the ninth floor of the swimming prison, which was the deepest, hottest, most humid, and most unbearable.
This place is like hell, and there is only one person imprisoned in this hell.
The man was firmly fastened to the stone wall. A huge black iron chain pierced through his scapula, entangled his limbs, and half-hung him on the stone wall.
The stone wall was scorching hot. If an ordinary person put his hand on it, he could feel the temperature of his skin being burned.
The imprisoned person has been here for countless days and nights.
The man in white robe walked up to the man chained to the stone wall, looked at his miserable appearance, shook his head and said, "Alas, the great elder of the Tianhai tribe who was once so glorious has ended up like this now."
"Xuanqing, why are you doing this? If you hand over that thing as soon as possible, won't you be free?"
The person hanging on the wall was motionless, as if he was dead.
A fierce look flashed in the white robe man's eyes, and he suddenly raised his hand.
A stream of water fell on the man on the stone wall. There was a hissing sound, and the water began to boil, causing his body to tremble and he slowly opened his eyes.
If Xi Yue was here and saw the person fallen on the stone wall, she might not recognize that this was the master who was full of vigor and vitality and like a naughty boy back then.
Because the current Master Xuan Qing can really be said to be extremely skinny, and there is not a single piece of healthy skin on his body.
More importantly, his cultivation has been almost exhausted.
Seeing that he was finally willing to open his eyes, the man in white robe smiled and said, "Xuanqing, this is the last chance I will give you. If you are willing to tell me where that thing is, I will give you a quick death and save you from suffering this torture every day. What do you think?"
Xuan Qing raised his eyes and looked at him. His expression seemed numb and indifferent. A hoarse voice came out of his mouth, "That thing has never existed. What do you want me to say?"
"Okay! Okay!" The white-robed man's face was distorted, he gritted his teeth, and said sinisterly, "In the past when we were in the Tianhai tribe, I looked down on you for being so careless and cynical, but now, I have to admire you. You are so stubborn. It's been almost ten years, and you still don't want to give in."
"However, I can tell you that my patience is limited. Over the past ten years, I have not used the most vicious means against you because I am grateful for your life-saving grace to me and the Tianhai tribe. Don't think that I really can't do anything to you!"
When Xuan Qing heard this, deep hatred finally appeared in his eyes. "So, you still remember that I saved you? Is this how you treat your benefactor? Saruman, you are so heartless and worse than a beast!"
When the man in white heard this, instead of feeling any guilt, his eyes became even more ferocious and hateful.
He sneered, "Since you want to go to hell, don't blame me for not caring about our friendship!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a golden box appeared in Saruman's hand. The box opened automatically, revealing several red bugs crawling inside.
Saruman flicked his finger, and the little red bug immediately flew under Xuanqing's nose and drilled into his nostrils.
Soon, Xuan Qing's heart-wrenching screams were heard from the ninth level of the swimming prison.
Saruman was fascinated by what she heard and was extremely proud. "Xuanqing, I told you not to test my patience." (To be continued)