章節 532: The Origins of Yong Ying Prison

Because of Mo Wuji’s prompt help, this cultivator’s primordial spirit stopped slackening and his vitality stopped fading away too as Mo Wuji dragged him into the hall.

Just a brief moment later, the fog outside started to rise again.

"I’m still alive?" The cultivator looked around and said in disbelief. Very soon after, he realised the extremely bad state his body was in.

Mo Wuji took out a Tier 5 immortal pill and placed it into the cultivator’s mouth before saying, "If I didn’t rescue you, you would have been dead. Please tell us what happened to you?"

The cultivator was finally stabilised as he looked at Mo Wuji and then the other cultivators around him, took a deep breath before saying in a calm tone, "There is a Golden House in front which is emitting golden light all around it. The house was full of peak grade pills, magic treasures, techniques…"