Let the scourge go to the right path, and you make games to reward them?.

Chapter 578 God Helps Me (35)

The new game uses soul-stealing, which is an extremely dangerous forbidden technique.

This technique was originally a secret technique of the old demon sect, the Duotian Sect.

The opponent usually uses this technique to snatch the soul of others and then torture them.

After the torture is completed, the soul will be sealed into a magic weapon, and then the opponent's body will be refined into a puppet.

When fighting with the enemy, you can release your opponent's companions, allowing your opponent to reunite with the physical body and soul of his former friend. The scene is extremely hellish, and it is a very insidious technique.

However, Lin Yuan believes that there is no distinction between good and evil in magic, the difference lies in the person who uses the magic.

However, this technique has a very bad reputation. Even if I promote it using my identity as a monk, I am afraid it will be difficult to convince others to play it.

Moreover, the security also needs to be verified, so it is really difficult to find testers.

After much thought, Lin Yuan unfolded the map of Kyushu and began looking for a suitable target.

Finally, he focused his attention on one place.

Heaven Prison.

Tianlao is located in the northwest of Kyushu. It is a rather desolate place and is where serious criminals are imprisoned.

Those imprisoned here are all old demons. Each of them has his magic power bound and reflects on his sins here.

Because of the destruction of the Xuantian Sect, some captured Xuantian Sect monks were also sent here, waiting for transformation.

However, the Dao devotion of the monks is usually very stable, and it is quite troublesome to reform them, so many people go in here, but few come out, and many of the serious criminals who go in basically die of old age in there.

Using the prisoners here as testers, Lin Yuan had only one feeling: Win.

Thinking of this, Lin Yuan calculated the distance, then his soul left his body, wrapped in the Ten Thousand Souls Banner and flew towards the Heavenly Prison, and arrived here soon after.

Throwing out the sub-flag, Lin Yuan watched it sink into the place. After the magical network was installed, he left with satisfaction and waited for feedback.

Because the monks in the Heavenly Prison had no bamboo slips and jade slips, Lin Yuan could only use his jade slips as a transit and use talismans to activate the game.

This results in the game being playable but only 60% realistic, but that should be enough.

The time when Lin Yuan launched the game happened to be the time when the Heavenly Prison was released for exercise.

The upright monk who was in charge of guarding this place opened the cage, and one by one, the old demons who were once powerful and influential slowly walked out of their cages with heavy steps.

They were wearing handcuffs and leg irons, and even when they walked lightly, one could hear the constant clanking of chains, reminding them of their prisoner status.

But they've gotten used to it.

They are the backbone of the Old Demon Sect and their die-hard fans.

The destruction of the Demon Sect was a blow to them no less than Shangguan Yin seeing the God Transformation Patriarch die in front of him.

The breakdown of their faith has left them hopeless and they live like zombies in this world, not caring when they die.

The jailer who was in charge of guarding them was used to this, so he let them move around freely and then went back to warm himself by the fire.

The environment here is too harsh. There are strong winds overhead and the ground is a deserted Gobi desert with no one in sight. There is not even a single person when you go out.

All of these demons had their magical powers sealed. Even though their physical bodies were far superior to those of ordinary people, they were unable to use magic and could not escape.

Further out, there is a formation for protection. Once the formation is touched, an immediate warning will be issued, making it impossible for any prisoner to escape.

The prisoners knew they couldn't leave, but they didn't want to leave either.

Their time has passed, and there are decent people everywhere out there.

A few days ago, some Xuantian Sect monks who had their demon seeds extracted were sent here, proving that the righteous sect was now in its heyday and it was useless for them to go out. The magic spells cast by the righteous sect on them would prevent them from committing suicide and deprive them of their last bit of freedom.

Forget it, just live.

Anyway, the Demon Sect is dead, and it’s no different for us to be dead.

Sitting silently on the bench, the old devils looked at the dark sky as if they were being crammed, with blank eyes.

But unlike these old demons, the Xuantian Sect cultivator who had just entered had not experienced any real beatings and was still quite fierce.

Their demonic energy was drained away, and all their magical powers disappeared. It took them a long time to get used to it before they could stand up.

Some Xuantian Sect monks who committed extremely serious crimes have been cleared out, and the rest are monks who have the potential to be reformed.

Whether they are willing to be reformed or not depends on themselves.

However, they were obviously not prepared to be reformed. After entering the Heavenly Prison, they immediately formed a jailbreak team with a cultivator from the Tianzi Meridian as the core.

Taking advantage of the time for fresh air, several Xuantian Sect cultivators searched the place thoroughly, then gathered together and began to share information.

"The guards here are extremely lax, so it's not difficult to escape. As long as we recover our magic power, we can leave easily."

"Yes, I have explored the nearby terrain before and know the exact location of this place. As long as we recover our magic power, we can fly to the west and leave here."

"The guards are not that strong, there is only one Jindan guarding there. As long as we recover our mana, we can defeat them and leave."

After listening to the analysis of others, the leader of the Tianzi Clan said with a smile: "Very good, everyone's abilities are very good. It is really remarkable that you can figure out the situation here so quickly. Now the question is, how do we restore our magic power?"

"Um……"

No matter how they analyze it, they cannot avoid an important issue:
How to restore mana?

The demon seeds were extracted, their skills have been wasted, and now they can't gather any magic power at all.

Moreover, there is a shortage of spiritual energy near the Heavenly Prison, and the guards need to rely on spirit stones to restore their mana, let alone them.

Talismans are also engraved in their bodies. As soon as the spiritual energy enters the body, it will be absorbed by the talismans. The dantian cannot be nourished and will eventually wither away.

The guards will check their Dantian once every seven days. Once they find any magic power missing, it will be dissipated immediately and nothing will be accumulated.

No matter how you think about it, this is a dead place.

Just when everyone was silent, a monk whispered, "Everyone, I found something interesting. Maybe it is the key to our breakthrough."

"Say it."

After glancing in the direction of the guard and finding no one there, the monk showed his palm, which contained a talisman mark.

Seeing this mark, the leader immediately asked: "You have no magic power, how did you get this mark?"

"I don't know either. I just went out for a walk, and when I came back, there was this mark for no apparent reason. I wonder if someone wanted to rescue us and secretly put the mark in here?"

"possible."

Curiously touching the mark, the leader was surprised to see the mark begin to float. The blue mark immediately copied an identical mark, which then flew towards the leader and landed in his palm.

Seeing this, the leader nodded.

That's right!

This must be the mark that helps us out!

(End of this chapter)