Deep in the prison, the dungeon is on the next level.

Zhao Sheng lifted up a piece of floor, revealing a dark tunnel.

He walked down the spiral stone staircase, holding an oil lamp in one hand and a rice pail in the other.

The silence in the tunnel is so eerie that you can hear the sound if a pin drops.

Zhao Sheng came to the bottom, where a long corridor led straight into the depths.

Fortunately, there are always bright lamps placed on the walls on both sides, bringing some light to this dark place.

Walking in the passage, the sound of footsteps is clearly audible.

Zhao Sheng took a deep breath to calm down.

The Wuji Kung Fu of Heaven and Earth, activate!

"The smell of blood is so strong, it seems like there is a sea of ​​Shura blood in front of you!"

Zhao Sheng was shocked.

He remembered the scene he saw on the roof of the prison last year.

The sea of ​​blood rising from the ground almost submerged the entire Kunning Palace.

Finally, Zhao Sheng reached the end of the walk.

It was a very large cell. The iron door and pillars were almost the size of a fist, and the lock bolts were as thick as an arm.

The light from the lamps on the wall is reflected inside, and the lights are dim. Looking in from the outside, one can barely see the scene inside.

There is only one person locked inside.

It should be considered a human being, with his whole body fixed by an iron tube, leaving only his head covered with white hair.

"Your exercises are very interesting."

The head with messy white hair suddenly raised up, his voice was hoarse and unpleasant, and he stared straight at Zhao Sheng.

That look is fierce and cruel, like a monster that chooses people to eat.

Zhao Sheng felt a chill, and his whole body's energy began to circulate involuntarily.

"I smell it, smell the blood in your realm!"

The man grinned wildly.

"You are like me, rising to the realm by killing people. How wonderful! How wonderful!"

He was clearly bound tightly, but his laughter was so magnificent.

The sound echoed in the cell and the passage outside, making Zhao Sheng feel dizzy.

"Come, join me, let's kill each other, come!"

His voice seemed to have some kind of magic power, and Zhao Sheng unconsciously took a step towards the cell.

The true energy in his body suddenly surged, and the thunder and lightning hidden in the sea of ​​​​qi passed through the meridians of his body, causing him to wake up immediately.

"It was so dangerous, I almost let him go just now!"

A layer of cold sweat broke out on Zhao Sheng's back, and he looked at this scary guy warily.

It's no wonder that he is in the realm of the innate master, even if his martial arts is abolished, he is still so powerful.

Zhao Sheng thought of the day when he faced Prince Ning.

At that time, King Ning was in the ninth level of the day after tomorrow, and he was just a mortal.

Now that he is at the sixth level of the acquired world, facing the innate grandmaster, he is still as weak as then.

A trace of surprise flashed in the man's eyes, and he suddenly smiled and said: "The skills you practice are indeed strange."

"The boy is lucky, he once got a blood-moving skill."

Zhao Sheng looked calm and mentioned it naturally.

The man's eyes suddenly changed and he stared at Zhao Sheng.

"Who are you, Xu Fangyan?"

"Before he died, I was the one who brought him food. He was the one who gave me the blood-moving skill. It was he who asked me to come here to find you, Grandmaster Chen."

Zhao Sheng said with a smile.

Grandmaster Chen looked at him coldly for a while and then said: "The heartbeat is normal and the blood is smooth. You are not lying."

Zhao Sheng was suddenly surprised.

Does the Xiantian Grandmaster still have this function?

"But Jin Yiwei and Dongchang's bastards are both good at lying and deceiving people. I can't just trust you."

Grandmaster Chen's eyes shone with a dim light. Even though his martial arts skills were completely useless, he still put great pressure on people.

He stared at Zhao Sheng and said coldly: "Bring me some more evidence."

Zhao Sheng resisted the scary gaze and took out a token from his arms.

"Senior, please take a look."

The innate master's facial features are so sharp that he can see clearly even if he is in a dark dungeon.

Grandmaster Chen turned his eyes to the token, stared at it for a long time, and then sighed slightly.

There is relief and sadness.

"Xu Xiaozi is dead after all, otherwise he wouldn't have handed over this token."

"Since Xu Fangyan chose this path, his death was within his expectation."

Zhao Sheng put the token away with great seriousness, as if he was keeping a precious relic.

This action lasted only a moment, but it was clearly seen by Grandmaster Chen.

He paused for a while and then asked: "How did you die?"

"Lingchi."

Zhao Sheng directly spoke about the cruel punishments in this world.

"I knew it! Damn the dog emperor! They all deserve to be killed!"

Grandmaster Chen's eyes suddenly widened, and the iron cylinder on his body made a clanging sound.

Like a wild beast about to roar and run out,

As expected of the leader of the rebels who led the attack on the palace that night, he was extremely angry with the royal family... Zhao Sheng looked calm, waiting for Master Chen to finish his anger.

After a while, Grandmaster Chen finally calmed down and his breath did not change, as if nothing happened.

"Perhaps his death was not too uncomfortable? Probably?"

Zhao Sheng said in a low voice.

He is still very confident in his pain relief skills.

"Did you help him?"

Master Chen heard something fishy and narrowed his eyes slightly.

"No, don't dare to say things without evidence!"

Zhao Sheng quickly waved his hand.

Even if there were no outsiders in this dungeon, he would not take the blame.

Grandmaster Chen sneered: "Prudent little turtle."

"Since Mr. Xu gave this to you, he should have told you something, right?"

"He said that if I am lucky enough to meet you, I can get you to teach me a skill."

Zhao Sheng took a deep breath and said slowly: "It can be directly accessed by the innate master's skills!"

"Indeed, he and I have no master-disciple relationship, but for some reasons, this technique was originally intended to be passed on to him.

Since the token is in your hand now, this skill should be passed on to you."

It’s finally here... Zhao Sheng couldn’t hold back his excitement.

"But I have one condition. If you want me to teach you the skills, you must inherit my mantle and be determined to destroy the Dog King... Where are you going?"

Grandmaster Chen shouted with wide eyes.

Before he finished speaking, he saw Zhao Sheng leaving.

Are you kidding me? It’s just an innate master’s technique, why do you want me to create such a big cause and effect?

It's best if you can get it naturally, and if you can't, he won't be in a hurry.

He has endless time.

Master Chen looked stunned. He glanced at the rice pail outside the cell door and his eyes widened again.
To be continued...