Bab 940: The Hope of the Cultivators

The enormous prison was divided into many different regions. Within a jail cell located in one particular corner of the prison, Ji Ning's group of five was staring at that skinny, elderly prisoner.

"I was captured and brought to this place six hundred years ago, after I travelled through the spacetime transfer array and arrived at the Sacred Immortal Realm." The skinny old man's eyes were filled with a reminiscent look as he said softly, "Ever since then, I've been imprisoned here. I've suffered countless torments. Some cultivators chose to self-detonate because they were unable to endure the misery. Ugh… I really wish I could go back to the Mortal Realm."

Ning's group all frowned. Solewind asked, "Do you know nothing about the rest of this Sacred Immortal Realm?"

The skinny old man shook his head. "I know very little. We've been trapped here this entire time."

"Do you know about the 'master' which these devils who torture you serve?" Solewind asked.