The King of Splitting People is dead.
He screamed for two days and two nights, finally exhausting all the corpses in his body.
In the end, his real body, the shattered corpse that could bathe in the sun without being destroyed, was exposed to the high temperature of the Titan's hand.
At that moment, King Li Ren deeply regretted his choice to go against Wuming.
Freedom is precious, but life is more precious.
Only those who have died once can understand the preciousness of life. He really doesn't mind being imprisoned in the Eternal Silence Prison Tower. As long as he can stay alive, he is willing to give everything. What does a mere freedom mean
Unfortunately, Wuming did not intend to give him a second chance.
The King of Splitting ended his sinful second life in pain.
Some of the audience watching the live broadcast applauded, while the practitioners with dark sides in their hearts cursed silently, wishing that Wuming would die quickly in the Eternal Silence Prison Tower.
“I never thought… that the King of Splitting People would die in this way.” Tian Xing Ming Yue couldn’t help but sigh as he watched the Titan’s Hand dissipate.
After he became a prison guard, he often wondered during his patrols whether these prisoners would die one day.
Sometimes, he would doubt whether he could live to that time. After all, the warden and jailers had been replaced one after another, but the prisoners imprisoned in the Eternal Silence Prison Tower were still alive and well.
It can be said that these prisoners live longer than the vast majority of practitioners.
Now that he had witnessed with his own eyes the King of Rift being punished by Wuming, he felt as if he had witnessed history. At least the prisoners in the Eternal Silence Prison Tower would eventually die.
Wuming yawned, put away the game console, stood up and said, "Well, after two full days of rest, it's time for us to set off again."
The main reason is that the King of Splitting is still alive, so it is difficult for him to move forward.
Who knows what strange abilities the prisoners ahead have? It would be bad if the screams of the King of Splits trigger the abilities of some prisoners.
Now that the King of Riftbreakers is dead, it is time to continue repairing the Eternal Silence Prison Tower.
Wuming packed up his things, Shui'er sat on his shoulder, the puppet appeared silently behind him, and the demon worm landed on the wooden hair.
He picked up the Shengsheng Stone that housed Tian Xing Ming Yue's soul, and held the white gun in his other hand.
Delicate Titan hands that did not emit high temperatures emerged from behind him. He took out the Life Bombs from his storage ring. These Titan hands, holding the Life Bombs, floated behind him like the Thousand-Armed Guanyin.
Everything is ready, let’s go!
Wuming walked out of the cell and headed towards the next cell.
Cell No. 055.
A beggar was holding a pair of chopsticks and tapping gently on a broken bowl on the ground.
He suddenly looked up and saw Wuming slowly walking past his cell, glancing at him lightly, and then continuing to walk forward.
"Sir, it's not safe to walk in front." He immediately stood at the edge of the cell and shouted.
Tian Xing Ming Yue said: "Don't worry about him, let's keep going!"
"Um!"
Wuming nodded and continued to move forward.
After walking a distance, Tian Xing Ming Yue said, "That's a dead beggar. If you talk to him, you will be unlucky. And whoever talks to him will be marked by him and will never be able to get rid of his begging."
"Isn't he able to be killed?" Wuming asked.