"So tragic, so tragic."
"Everyone is looking for you but they can't find you… Haha, they don't know where you were buried but I know, I saw it."
"Do you want to resolve it? As long as you throw me into the cage where the cloud beast is and let me stay there, I'll help you resolve it. How does that sound?"
"You have to believe me. I'm the only one who helped guard this place. Those Pawns who didn't die were actually because of me."
Xu Qing didn't say anything. After carefully observing the head, he walked away and went to the cage that imprisoned the last prisoner.
This place was even more special.
There were no cultivators in the cage and there was only a painting.
It was a painting floating in the air.
The painting depicted four generations of a family sitting together. There were a total of 23 of them and they were all smiling.
In the middle was an old man. Surrounded by his descendants, he smiled the happiest. His expression was perfectly portrayed by the painter.
Looking at the painting, a strange glint appeared in Xu Qing's eyes. This was also a new race born in the world after the god's fragmented-face arrived. Their name was the Painting Race.
This race didn't exist in reality. They lived their entire lives in paintings.
However, they said that the world was in the painting and they were the ones outside.
After a long time, Xu Qing retracted his gaze and turned to leave. When he returned to the cage where the first prisoner was imprisoned, the cloud beast that was eating suddenly stopped chewing and spoke in a low voice.
"Don't believe 237. No matter what it says, don't believe it."
237 was the cage where the strange head was located.
Xu Qing didn't bother with it. He walked to the cell gate and sat down cross-legged. As he looked at the dark prison, a look of contemplation appeared in his eyes.
He found these prisoners very interesting.
Time slowly passed. Other than a few voices, D132 was relatively quiet.
There were no strange or evil occurrences.
Xu Qing was still sitting cross-legged. He hadn't touched any items here or said a word.
In fact, regardless of whether he was walking or sitting cross-legged at this moment, his body was filled with the power of the Poison Restriction.
It didn't spread out but surrounded his body, isolating him from everything in the external world.
This was his usual cautiousness.
As for the rumored curse in D132, Xu Qing still hadn't sensed it.
He prepared to slowly investigate.
At that moment, seeing that the day was over and it was time for him to leave, Xu Qing stood up.
He had already applied to comprehend the Emperor Sword yesterday. The appointment time was after he got off work today.
However, the instant Xu Qing stood up, he abruptly turned his head and looked at the cage that imprisoned the human woman.
He saw a figure there.
It was the figure of a little boy.
He stood in front of the woman's cage and seemed to be saying something to her.
A sharp glint appeared in Xu Qing's eyes. He lifted his right hand and waved it. The black iron stick instantly flew over, flickering with waves of red lightning. It instantly arrived in front of the woman's cage and directly smashed into the wall.
However, the little boy's figure strangely disappeared.
Xu Qing expressionlessly walked over. When he got close, the black iron stick where the Diamond Sect's ancestor was quickly returned and sent a mental transmission to Xu Qing.
"Master, there's nothing here."
Xu Qing looked at the woman in the cage. This woman was still curled up in a corner and smiling at Xu Qing.
Xu Qing stared at her for a long time before turning to walk back to the cell gate. He then walked out of the cell.
As the greenish-black prison gate closed with a bang, Xu Qing transmitted his divine sense to the Diamond Sect's ancestor.
"You didn't see it?"
"Ah? Master, see what? In my perception, there was nothing there." The Diamond Sect's ancestor hurriedly spoke carefully. At the same time, he felt uneasy.
He felt that he had fallen out of favor… so he cherished this opportunity very much. However, he really didn't sense anything.
Xu Qing frowned and asked the shadow.
"…Mast… No…" The shadow replied shakily. Just like the Diamond Sect's ancestor, it also felt that it had fallen out of favor.
A cold glint appeared in Xu Qing's eyes. He then glanced at D132.
He currently needed to go to comprehend the Emperor Sword, as it was almost the appointed time, so he suppressed the thought of entering again to investigate and left the Prison Department.
When he walked out of the Prison Department, it was almost dusk outside. The clouds were slightly dark, and it was obvious that it would rain tonight.
Xu Qing didn't think about D132 anymore. He soared into the air and was about to head to the Sword Holding Palace when a thousand-foot-long Sword Pavilion below suddenly erupted with resplendent light. As rumbling sounds echoed, dozens of sword lights shot out and scattered in all directions.
An old man in a Sword Holder's Daoist robe hurriedly flew out from the Sword Pavilion. He performed a series of hand seals with both hands to stop the sword lights. Coincidentally, one of the sword lights headed straight for Xu Qing.
Its speed was so fast and the strength of its aura surpassed that of a Golden Core cultivator. It was a Nascent Soul attack.
Xu Qing's expression darkened and he abruptly retreated. The Purple Heaven Infinite Crown above his head shone brightly as he dodged amidst the rumbling sounds.
The sword light whistled past him.
"Little friend, I'm very sorry!!" After Xu Qing dodged, the old man had already blocked the other sword qi. At that moment, he looked at Xu Qing apologetically.
"I was studying a cultivation art just now and an accident happened." The old man smiled bitterly. Although he was at the Nascent Soul realm, he clearly felt bad and cupped his fists repeatedly.
Xu Qing frowned and glanced at the old man before sweeping his gaze across the surroundings. He felt that the other party didn't do this on purpose. After all, if the latter wanted to kill him, one Nascent Soul sword qi wasn't enough.
