"You can talk if you want, but you have to be able to hold back this ghostly whip!" the gray-clothed man smirked, his arm raised.

The long black whip turned into a thick black shadow, and it flew out like a poisonous dragon, slashing towards Han Li's face.

Before the whip shadow arrived, a piercing sharp aura came to the surface, almost piercing Han Li's skin.

Han Li stood there quietly, not having the slightest intention of dodging.

The black whip shadow stopped a few inches away from his face, the sharp tip of the whip just inches away from his eyes.

Han Li looked at the black long whip in front of him with a calm face, and his eyes didn't blink.

"I have some courage, no wonder I will let Lord Yin Yu personally arrest him. Thinking that you are a first-time offender, this whip will spare you, and it will not be so cheap if you dare to talk more. The gray-clothed man glanced at Han Li deeply, shook his wrist, put away the black long whip, and continued to walk forward.

Han Li's eyes flashed slightly, and he stepped forward to follow, without saying anything more.

"Li Daoyou, heroes don't suffer immediate losses, it's better not to conflict with them. Shi Chuankong approached Han Li and said in an imperceptible voice.

Han Li nodded.

He had just spoken suddenly, not impulsively, but wanting to test the attitude of the gray-clothed man towards him.

The attitude of Yin Yu and Youluo towards him made him feel a little inexplicably uneasy.

After what had just happened, Han Li already had some bottom in his heart.

As the group walked some distance, a large space appeared in front of them, and the temperature in the air suddenly became hot.

It is an underground plaza similar to that of a previous circular building, with furnaces blazing and emitting boiling heat.

The air here seems to be burning, and when you take a breath, your heart and lungs seem to be licked by the flames.

The square is topped with stone pillars, each with a prisoner tied to it.

The prisoners' bodies were red from the flames, and their mouths let out terrible screams.

Standing next to them were some gray-clad overseers, holding something resembling a kettle, occasionally pouring a milky liquid into the mouths of some dying prisoners.

The dying prisoners were drugged with a white liquid and their breath recovered a bit, and they continued to endure the flames of the place.

Seeing this, Han Li and the others' faces changed slightly.

"Hehe, boy, I just have the courage to take my whip, so I'll explain to you, this is the first layer of purgatory in the nine-layer dungeon, enjoy it. The gray-clothed man glanced at Han Li and the others, and said with a cruel smile.

"Lord Steward!" some of the nearby overseers hurriedly bowed down when they saw the gray-clothed man.

The gray-clothed man waved his hand at these people and continued to walk forward with Han Li, soon coming to a downward staircase, and soon came to the next floor.

There is also a huge plaza on this floor, but the plaza is a black pool, exuding a biting chill atmosphere.

At this moment, the black pool was soaked in prisoners, their faces were colorless, their whole bodies trembled, and their mouths were also emitting terrible screams.

"This layer is Hell. The gray-clothed man said casually, and then led a few people to walk around the square, and again came to a downward staircase, to the third floor.

There are also some pools in the square on the third floor, but they are not filled with water, but with poisonous snakes and scorpions.

One by one, the prisoners were driven into these poisonous insects, and they endured the pain of snake and scorpion bites.

Then there is the fourth, fifth, and sixth floors......

The gray-clothed man seemed to want Han Li and them to see clearly, and he walked through each floor with a few people.

The prisoners on every floor were suffering from intense pain, some of which even Han Li had never heard of or seen.

Hu San, Shi Chuankong and others looked a little pale all the way.

It took the group half an hour to finally reach the ninth floor of the dungeon.

To Han Li's surprise, there were no stoves, cold pools, or other things that tortured prisoners in the ninth floor, and there were only one cell here, which looked quite tidy.

However, the evil aura here is extremely strong, several times that of the upper layers, and it can almost be seen with the naked eye, and bursts of gray mist are wafting everywhere.

And the evil qi here is also different from the ordinary evil qi, there is a more ferocious feeling, between the evil qi rolling, you can vaguely hear a faint sound, like a hundred ghosts crying at night.

As soon as Han Li and the five of them stepped into this layer, their whole body seemed to be pierced by thousands of steel needles, and their complexions changed.

Seeing the appearance of Han Li and the others, the gray-clothed man sneered a few times, did not stop, and continued to walk towards the depths.

The number of cells here is not large, only twenty or thirty, most of them are still empty, and only a few prisoners are held in the small half.

And in the entire ninth floor, not a single caretaker could be seen, and the prisoners who were imprisoned were silent, and there was a dead silence everywhere.

"Get in!" The gray-clothed man opened the five cages and imprisoned Han Li and the five of them separately.

"This is the ninth layer of Infernal Prison, so stay here and enjoy the rest of the time. The gray-clothed man laughed a few times, and seemed unwilling to stay here longer, and immediately turned to leave.

Han Li watched this person leave, his brows furrowed slightly, and he looked around carefully.

He could still endure the pain of the evil qi invading his body here.

After a few glances, his face suddenly changed slightly, and he sighed lightly.

There is nothing in the cell here, just some ordinary prison with ordinary prohibitions.

Han Li and the others were now only able to walk, and they couldn't exert a little more strength, and such a prison was enough to imprison them.

The prison here is one of those fenced cages, where the prisoners in other prisons can be easily seen.

The prisoners held here are all extraordinary.

Although Han Li's immortal spirit power had been sealed, his spirit eyes were there, and his eyesight was still extremely sharp.

These people's cultivation is extremely high, and the worst is also at the Golden Immortal level, and nearly half of them are Taiyi Realm existences.

Moreover, these prisoners are not only from the Gray Realm, but there are also two of them who are from the True Immortal Realm like them.

"Li Daoyou, have you found anything?" These cells were connected to each other, and Han Li was holding Shi Chuankong on the side, hearing Han Li's slightness, he quietly leaned over and asked softly.

Han Li didn't hide it either, and told Shi Chuankong what he saw.

"Li Daoyou, do we really want to wait for death here? You have many means, but there is a way to get out?" Shi Chuankong glanced at the two true immortals, then withdrew his gaze, obviously not caring, and discussed the way out in a soft voice.

"The immortal spirit power in the bodies of several of us has been imprisoned, and now it is not much different from ordinary mortals, and this is the bottom of the dark prison, how can I have any means to escape. Han Li said with a wry smile.

"Hehe, when you come to the prison, you still want to escape, it's too naïve. At this moment, an indifferent voice came from the side.

Han Li and Shi Chuankong's faces changed slightly, and they turned their heads to look, but the sound came from a cell not far away.

Inside that cell was a thin man with a disheveled head, and extinguished black scales could be seen on his arms and ankles, which seemed to be some kind of gray world alien race.

The man couldn't see his face, but his ears were extremely long, almost hanging down to his shoulders, and he seemed to be hearing extraordinarily.

Han Li looked at the man, his gaze falling on the man's big ears.

Their divine consciousness was sealed, and they were unable to perform the art of sound transmission, and the conversation between him and Shi Chuankong just now kept his voice to a minimum, no wonder this person still listened to it.

"Who is Your Excellency, why do you say that?" Han Li asked, frowning slightly.

"What do you think this prison is?" the long-eared man didn't answer Han Li's question, he sneered and asked rhetorically.

Fox Three, Magic Light, and Bai Liyan heard the voice and looked at it too.

"Isn't this a prison for the Nine Ghost Clan?" Shi Chuankong said a little strangely.

"Prison, haha! I don't even know where you guys came from...... "The long-eared man laughed.

"What do you mean by that?" Shi Chuankong's face was ugly, and he said in a deep voice.

"A group of rookies, let me tell you, this prison is where the Nine Shadows refine high-level puppets, and all the prisoners who are imprisoned here are the raw materials that will be used to refine puppets. The long-eared man glanced at Shi Chuankong mockingly and sneered.

When Shi Chuankong heard this, his complexion changed.

Han Li's brows furrowed slightly, and he didn't show a look of surprise that was too great.

He had seen the situation inside the Refining Golem Castle before, and he had just come down all the way, and he already had a premonition.

"You guys all the way down from above, you should see the situation on each layer, there is the initial body tempering of the prisoner, in order to facilitate the subsequent refining, from the moment you were caught in the prison, you are already destined to become a slave of the Nine Ghost Clan, don't even think about escaping!" said the long-eared man, his expression suddenly became excited, and he roared hoarsely.

"Slave ......" Shi Chuankong and the others heard the long-eared man's words, and their faces became extremely ugly.

"Yes, it's a slave, and you'll soon be the string puppets of the Nine Ghost Clan, controlled by them for the rest of your life, toyed with in the palm of your hand. After the long-eared man roared, his whole body seemed to be drained, and he leaned his back against the cell, and said indifferently.

"Tell me clearly, what's going on?" Shi Chuankong's face turned pale, and he said coldly.

He is the young master of Guangyuan Zhai, his status is noble, he has a proud backbone, if he is about to become a slave of mermaid meat next, he would rather choose death.

The long-eared man seemed to have lost interest, and no matter how Shi Chuankong asked, he didn't reply anymore.

"This fellow Daoist seems to be quite familiar with the puppet techniques of the Nine Ghost Clan, I once explored a puppet castle in the Hundred Tibetan Region, and the situation inside is indeed somewhat similar to the upper layers. Han Li looked at the long-eared man and said slowly.

The long-eared man's eyes flickered and he glanced at Han Li, but he still didn't mean to speak.

"The puppet technique of the Nine Ghost Clan is the best in the Gray Realm, and what is refined in the Baizang District is just some rough puppets with great strength and swiftness, and the ghost worm has not been planted in the body, and after being trained as a puppet, his own consciousness has basically disappeared, which can be regarded as a pleasure, you who are brought here are different, you will soon be planted with ghost worms in your body, and life and death cannot be controlled, you can only be enslaved by the Nine Ghost Clan forever. An old voice came from another cell, but it was an old man with white hair.

This person was also a Gray Realm alien race, his facial features and appearance were no different from Han Li's, his face was full of gloom and fierceness.

However, the old man dragged a long black snake tail behind him, and he didn't know what ethnic group it was.

"Ghost worms, what is that?" Han Li asked as he looked at the white-haired old man.

Shi Chuankong and the others also looked in the direction where the old man was.

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