Walking up the stairs, Chang Feng came to the second floor of the prison mountain, and the harvest in the one hundred and eight cells made him full of hope for the second-class prison cave.

Before coming to the first cell, there was a lot of it, and the area here was more than double the size of the lowest floor, and it was not an exaggeration to say that it was a rather large courtyard.

"The courtyard is so huge, the cultivation and status of the detainees must be stronger, hehe, there is more to be gained than just this. Chang Feng is full of anticipation.

Two hours later, Chang Feng's face was really not very good-looking after inspecting the last B-shaped cave cell.

Twenty of the thirty-six B-shaped cave cells were vacant, and the remaining sixteen were all things, but there were no treasures other than a lot of bones and sixteen secret realm beads.

In the sixteen cave cells, there are beds and bunks, tables and chairs, and even traces of life and cooking, and there is a strong atmosphere of life in each cell, as if the people imprisoned in it are not immortal cultivators at all.

"Sixteen Immortal Realm Secret Realm Beads, eight demon clans, eight human races, and many mundane cultivators, could it be that the people imprisoned here are some special people who have been abolished?" searched again for the thirty-six cave cells in the number B, and after thinking about it, Chang Feng guessed such an answer.

Judging from the scenes and things in the cells, there is no shortage of living facilities inside, but they are like mortals, and there are ten ordinary cultivators in each cell, and most of them are women, obviously serving people.

Chang Feng had close contacts with the Seven Kingdoms of Mountains and Seas, and was familiar with the procedures for the succession of the Seven Kings.

Every king chooses several successors to the throne and trains them to experience them, but only one person becomes a king, and once the king is decided, the fate of those who compete with him is often very miserable.

No matter how you cultivate, no matter what kind of talent and cultivation you have, you will be abolished from the spiritual root, reduced to a mortal, and from then on live a rich man who has no worries about food and clothing, and spend the rest of your life, but it has nothing to do with the world of cultivating immortals.

Such a method may seem cruel, but it can ensure the stability of royal power and the continuation of a country's inheritance.

Now there is a cultivator of the three realms of immortals in this second layer, and it seems that those who failed to compete for the throne were just forbidden to cultivate and imprisoned here for the rest of their lives.

Thinking about the seven huge statues of the Holy King that he saw when he first entered the hall, it strengthened this guess in his heart.

"Although there are no heavy treasures, sixteen corpse bones and sixteen fairy realm secret realm beads are also a lot of wealth, better than nothing, there is no empty hand after all. "Chang Feng Tianshen was in a calm state, even if he didn't find the treasure and was in a bad mood, he quickly recovered and took good care of himself.

If the other immortal Three Realm cultivators knew that Chang Feng had such feelings, they would definitely scold him: It's better than nothing? That's sixteen skeletons of immortal realm existence and fairyland secret realm beads, what a lot of wealth it must be!

As long as Chang Feng was alone in the entire Saint King Prison, he naturally couldn't hear the scolding, and at this moment, he came to the top of the stairs leading to the twelve cells of the highest number A, and he really had no confidence in his heart.

"I don't know what's on the top layer?" There were thousands of guesses and hopes in his heart, and after settling down for a long time, Chang Feng finally took a step.

"Whew, cell, this is a real cell. Ascending the steps and seeing the first cave cell that came into view, Chang Feng exhaled in his heart.

Although this place is called the Holy King's Prison, there is no feeling of a prison except for the five torture chambers, the first floor is more like a living place, and the second floor is simply a rich man's courtyard, but the twelve cells at the top are very different.

The size of the cell was not large, the radius was no more than ten zhang, more than twice as small as the cells on the first floor, and there was nothing except some iron chains and formations.

In the cell, Chang Feng saw several swarthy slender iron chains, sticking out from the golden and iron-like mountain, even with his knowledge, he couldn't see the consumables of the iron chains, but there were clear lines on each chain, and if you counted them carefully, they were all nine.

Nine patterns, that is the ninth order immortal tribulation, comparable to the level display that the most powerful Heavenly Tribulation magic weapon can have, it has indeed been refined and sunk one chain after another, I really don't know who is locked here?

In the center of the prison is a square altar more than three feet high, and the altar is carved with wind, fire, thunder and rain around it.

From the position of the altar and the chains, Chang Feng can deduce that as long as there are people imprisoned in the cell, they must be standing on the altar and chained, and they are subjected to the sacrifice and bombardment of wind, fire, thunder and rain all the time.

Opening the first cell, Chang Feng stepped in, breathed in his mouth, and couldn't help but sink in his heart: "There is no trace of fairy spirit?"

There is still some immortal qi in the first-floor cell, and the immortal qi in the second-layer cell is still very sufficient, but in the highest layer of the cell, let alone the immortal qi, even a trace of immortal qi does not exist.

Stretched out his palm and touched it on the wall, and his heart was shocked: "It's not a mountain at all, it's completely made of gold and iron materials." ”

Picked up an iron chain, held both ends with both hands, and carefully looked at the nine lines on the buckle, the power of the immortal yuan surged, the palms were forced, the iron chain did not move at all, and even the trembling did not come out at all.

Looking at the altar, looking at the wind, fire and thunderstorm marks carved around, Chang Feng didn't stand up to take a look or urge the mana to test it.

It's not that he doesn't want to, but he really doesn't dare.

He couldn't guarantee that the altar would still be powerful, and if it did, it would be sad for him to stand on it, and the chains alone were enough to prove that he looked up to those who could be imprisoned here.

The path of cultivating immortals cannot lack the heart of courage and perseverance, but it cannot be ignorant and fearless, which is no different from looking for death.

"What kind of existence is being held here?" Chang Feng once again questioned from the bottom of his heart.

There was nothing else in the cell, and Chang Feng felt very depressed in the prison, especially when he saw the towering altar, and then stepped out.

Three cells in a row were empty, and when he reached the fourth, he saw a puddle of green pus above the altar.

"Could it be that the creatures who are imprisoned here are left behind? Finding that this is different, Chang Feng's mind is really alive.

If what the Demon Spirit Heavenly Calculation said is true, there are seven holy kings in this world, and the holy king is an existence of the same level as the Immortal Venerable, since there can be seven levels of existence here, then there will definitely be an eighth, ninth or even more.

But there were only seven thrones in that hall......

"Maybe what is imprisoned here is the existence of the Saint King level, and the Saint King, that is, the remnants of the existence of the Immortal Venerable, contains the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth, and if you can comprehend it, you will definitely benefit immensely. ”

With a decision in his heart, Chang Feng sacrificed a jade bottle and slowly floated towards the green liquid on the altar.

Whether it is useful or not, he will take away the green liquor.

But just as the jade bottle he urged was a foot away from the altar, a thunderbolt suddenly flashed on the altar.

"Click. With a bang, the jade bottle disappeared directly out of thin air.

"What kind of thunder is that?" such a sudden change made Chang Feng shocked.

The altar actually retained its power, which confirmed the speculation in his heart, and also made him extremely shocked, and even secretly said that he had no idea of hitting the altar just now, and at the same time, he was extremely shocked.

The thunder just now, although it was only a short one, but the power contained in it was several times stronger than the world-destroying thunder experienced by the Cave Heavenly Immortals, and the most important thing was that he clearly saw the thunder, but in his mind, he couldn't recall the appearance of the thunder, leaving only the memory that he saw the thunder.

It's really weird.

Chang Feng is not a person who gives up easily, and his mind immediately prompted a second bottle, this time it was a treasure bottle made of Xuanyu.

The Xuanyu Treasure Vase is far more precious than the ordinary Jade Vase, and it is a treasure comparable to a human-level magic weapon after special techniques.

When Chang Feng sent the Xuanyu Treasure Bottle into it, a flame flashed through his "Bang" body, and his Xuanyu Treasure Bottle disappeared in an instant, just like the previous Jade Bottle.