Chapter 448 : 231: First Arrival in Three Thousand Worlds, Starting in Hell? (Two-in-One, 10,000 Words!)_3

[The wounds on your body, torn by a space rip, still throbbed with pain. The wound was roughly wrapped in a circle of white cloth, and the inside of the gauze had the smell of some low-quality healing medicine.]

[This rough bandaging not only didn't help your wounds heal but made them worse.]

[Fortunately, the talent of the Undying Xiaochi had come into play. Even though you were severely wounded, your injuries were quickly improving, and there was no danger to your life.]

[You tried to enter the Spirit Field Cave, but you found that the severe space fluctuations had severed your connection with the cave during the previous world crossing. You couldn't capture the coordinates of the blessed land at all.]

[Even worse, your spiritual power seemed to have disappeared entirely, and you couldn't use a bit of it to heal your wounds.]

[Gritting your teeth, you got up slowly and approached a small iron fence of the prison cell, where a faint light was coming in.]

[Although your spiritual power had disappeared for unknown reasons, your physical strength was still intact.]

[You tried to break the iron fence with your hands but found that the material was terrifyingly solid. Being heavily injured, you couldn't break it for the time being.]

[You tried to release your divine sense to sense the surrounding environment.]

[However, your divine soul was injured, and your divine sense seemed to be bound. You could only barely sense the situation within a radius of a few dozen yards.]

[You did your best to spread your divine sense to perceive the environment within this range.]

[Sure enough, as you had guessed, you were imprisoned in a dungeon, and there were dozens of people detained in the dozens of rooms around you.]

[Some people's injuries seemed too severe, and they were already dead. Some were critically ill and couldn't live much longer.]

[Among these dozens, you were one of the few whose injuries were slightly better, at least not life-threatening.]

[Suddenly, you heard the sound of a heavy door closing in the distance. You spread your divine sense to find out what was happening.]

[Soon, you saw a few people in long robes, dressed as prison guards, storming in.]

[They roughly pushed open the doors of several prison rooms in the distance...]

In the real world, Su Xing had a green face as he read this.

"Damn, does it have to be so desperate?"

"How did I get caught by opposing forces right after arriving in the Little Qingyun Realm... and my cultivation sealed, it looks like I won't survive a day!?"

Su Xing sighed.

The good news: he had successfully reached the Three Thousand Worlds.

The bad news: The Descending Sect seemed to be in trouble, and he was inexplicably imprisoned, seemingly set to die in three episodes?

Su Xing could hardly bear to look anymore but took a deep breath and reluctantly continued reading.

[While you were on edge, suddenly, a chaotic sound came from afar.]

[Terrifying spiritual energy fluctuations, the sounds of metal clashing came, and the battle tremors made the ground shake...]

[Seeing this, you dared not breathe heavily and continued playing dead.]

[Moments later, the sounds of battle ceased, and it seemed the prison guards were annihilated.]

[You were curious about the force behind this jailbreak. Perhaps it was the Descending Sect?]

[But before figuring out the situation, you dared not make any rash moves and continued to play dead...]

[Soon, after a burst of noise, you could barely hear the sound of a conversation.]

[A slightly young male voice came: "Blood Twenty-Three, look at what you've done... The recent batches of blood seeds have all been hijacked! When Lord Blood Nine finds out, he will not forgive you!"]

[Next came an enchanting female voice: "Twenty-Two, my dear brother~ help me out! I don't want Lord Blood Nine to blame me..."]

[Blood Twenty-Two: "Hmph, I can't help you! The blood seed selection is imminent and you've caused this mess!"]