Shu Feng nodded slightly. "Alright."
Following Lin Ya's lead, Shu Feng arrived inside a massive prison.
The huge prison was packed with people everywhere.
"Brother, I'm here to save you!"
Lin Ya walked up to a cell. Inside, she saw a young man who had his limbs severed and eyes gouged out. He was stuffed into an urn, barely breathing. Her eyes reddened, and she threw herself against the iron bars of the prison, wailing mournfully.
"Ya... Ya!!"
The young man stuffed in the urn rasped, his voice filled with a hint of despair.
"Brother! Brother, how did you end up like this?!"
Lin Lan, the little girl, threw herself against the front of the cell, sobbing uncontrollably.
'This is a human genius at the Spirit Sect Realm. So young, he advanced to the Spirit Sect Realm in his thirties. He's worth cultivating!'
Shu Feng glanced at the young man in the cell. With a casual tug, he ripped the steel bars, which were forged from a special alloy, right off and tossed them aside.
