Weird: Run away, he has conceptual-level abilities!.

Chapter 340 Pure Land: I'll do the sentence reduction task to get you out

The next day.

Jiang Ming walked down from Penglai Island.

He sat on the golden chariot, which was pulled by two ghost king-level fire unicorns.

When driving into the Impel Down Prison, both the prison guards guarding the outer walls of the prison and the staff passing by along the way greeted us warmly and respectfully.

It gives the illusion that the lower-level prison staff are getting closer to the higher-ups.

Full of panache.

The word "prison bully" is demonstrated vividly.

Majestic.

Jiang Ming just smiled and passed it off.

Walking around the prison as a prisoner with impunity.

soon.

Jiang Ming arrived at the warden's office.

at this time.

The deputy warden, the warden, and the iron tower ghost are all here.

See Jiang Ming coming.

The three ghost kings stood up, bowed, and shouted "Hello, Master Jiang".

The words were full of reverence.

If you don’t know, you might think Jiang Ming is the one in charge here.

The real warden was not annoyed either.

in contrast.

He also personally made a pot of tea for Jiang Ming.

Just like a hotel waiter, he brought the teacup to you.

Serve up.

The other two ghost kings were not to be outdone.

The deputy warden used the ghost domain to deliver a breakfast.

The ghost in the iron tower had nothing to do and became anxious, so he grabbed the first-grade Yin ore demon ice crystal that the warden had placed on the wall, poured Yin power into it, and lowered the temperature to a comfortable level for humans, using himself as a human air conditioner.

A moderate coolness was transmitted to Jiang Ming's whole body.

Working very hard.

Even if my hands get frostbitten, I don't mind.

after all.

Jiang Ming, a godly figure, has been thinking about his illness for over a month and has been helping him find a solution. After more than a month, he finally found a way to awaken his zombie bloodline. Now he will succeed in a few days.

He was flattered by such treatment.

I want to express my gratitude with all my heart.

How can a mere frostbite compare to this grace?

In this regard.

Jiang Ming accepted it calmly.

He enjoyed the service of the three ghost kings.

He inquired: "I came here just to tell you that I need to go down to the fourth floor, but I don't seem to see the entrance to the fourth floor."

The warden explained, "Mr. Jiang, it's like this. The fourth level of the chaotic hell is different from the other three levels. It is specially used to imprison prisoners above the ghost king level. These ghost kings all have special skills, so the entrance to the prison where they are imprisoned is hidden and requires special methods to open."

"In the entire Impel Down City, only I and the warden of the third floor know how to do this. I'll take you there."

Jiang Ming seemed to be thinking about something.

Starting from the fourth floor, all the prisoners are ghost kings?

This actually surprised him.

Immediately.

Jiang Ming waved his hand and said, "It's okay, I'll go over there."

Done.

He just left.

There was no more room for these ghosts to follow.

During yesterday's trip to Penglai Fairy Island, the deterrence, fame, and mystery levels had all been maxed out. With just one word from him, these ghosts from Push City would switch back and forth between son and younger brother. With another fruit of face, it can be said that they were 100% at his mercy, and nothing could be gained by following him any further.

no need.

Before leaving.

The warden reminded him, "Mr. Jiang, there is something I need to let you know in advance. The Impel Down Prison has a history of thousands of years since its establishment. During this period, many former big shots have been imprisoned in the prison. All of them are below the fourth floor. In order to guard these big shots, starting from the fourth floor, each floor has a warden."

"Most of these wardens are old immortals who have lived for thousands of years. They were once in the prison of Push City and their identities are not simple. So even if I go there, I may not be treated well."

"But don't worry, they only exist to guard the prisoners on their floor. As long as you ignore them, they will ignore you too."

Jiang Ming was stunned.

nodded.

It seems that the identities of the prisoners from the fourth floor down are indeed not simple.

A special warden was appointed to guard the prison.

Judging from the performance of the warden on the third level of the extremely cold hell, from the fourth level onwards, the wardens are at least at the peak of the first level of Ghost King.

Otherwise, you wouldn’t live for thousands of years.

With this thought.

Jiang Ming got back on the golden chariot, pulled by the Fire Kirin, and walked into the Red Warm Hell.

……

soon.

After passing through the first and second floors, Jiang Ming returned to the third floor.

Without the dazzling three-legged golden crow, this place has been covered with ice and snow again.

The extreme coldness penetrated into my bones.

Immediately.

The three-legged golden crow once again demonstrated the power of the sun.

The gilded wings spread out.

Transform itself into a "big sun" and float above the golden palace.

All the ice and snow within a one-kilometer radius melted.

Wrapped in warmth.

Jiang Ming smiled.

He casually threw a golden fruit on it.

The three-legged golden crow picked it up, swallowed it, and let out an excited cry.

I feel happy that I can help the Creator.

The Fire Kirin also growled.

A dark red heat wave emanated from his nostrils.

Seems to be seeking credit.

Jiang Ming was not partial. He took out two golden fruits and threw them at the two fire unicorns.

After swallowing.

The Fire Kirin let out a roar.

The heat wave on my body was even more amazing.

Flames appeared under my feet.

It's faster.

Look from afar.

It was like two balls of flame running.

Extremely miraculous.

Dazzling.

He ran for several minutes.

Jiang Ming came to the staff residence of the third level of the extreme cold hell.

The ghost king-level warden led a group of jailers and ghosts to run three hundred meters out to greet them.

Stand on both sides.

Bow and salute.

Looking at Jiang Ming with a fiery gaze.

Gave the greatest welcome.

What they saw and heard yesterday was still fresh in their minds, and they could not be more enthusiastic.

further away.

Directions to the cell.

The flower-armed ghost leader of Jiuyou Sect who was imprisoned again looked at Jiang Ming's unusually high profile, and how all the prison staff and even the wardens were vying to curry favor with him.

There was no longer the resentment of the past in his eyes.

Some are just fear.

Not to mention continuing to shout, he didn't even dare to do so even if he was within Jiang Ming's sight.

Because under the current circumstances, if Jiang Ming was really determined to kill him, all the staff of the City Prison, including the warden, would just pretend not to see it.

He was completely frightened.

There was only regret in his eyes.

He regretted why he was so greedy and had to get involved in the prison break operation to rescue the gray-white ghost, so that the original three thousand years of sentence has now been turned into five thousand years. Not only were his abilities sealed, but even his Yin power was sealed. If it weren't for his ghost king-level physical fitness, he would have been frozen to death long ago.

however……

Even if he hadn't frozen to death, his situation would have been extremely difficult.

You basically won't make it to the moment of death from old age.

Looking at Jiang Ming, who was dressed in a glamorous outfit and driving a golden chariot, and then looking at himself, who was shaking with cold and huddled in a dark cell, he dared only to secretly glance at the other person's misery like a rat crossing the street.

The flower-armed ghost leader of Jiuyou Sect regrets it.

……the other side.

Jiang Ming has become accustomed to this kind of situation.

Straight to the point: "I need to go to the fourth floor to take a look."

The warden did not hesitate.

Agree immediately.

This is a combination of a lifesaver and a deity. Not to mention that he has the authority to bring trusted staff with him, even if he doesn't have the authority, he will violate the rules once and use his power to open a back door for Jiang Ming.

With this thought.

The warden of the third floor brought Jiang Ming to an uninhabited snowy mountain.

Yin energy is poured in.

A secret door suddenly appeared in the snow.

Covered with traces of array patterns.

Without the correct means, it cannot be opened at all.

Jiang Ming was very interested.

This is a super-grade ghost formation.

The type of ban.

Obviously.

When it comes to treating prisoners above the Ghost King level, the Push City Prison takes it very seriously, implementing both internal and external insurance, plus an additional guard, which basically eliminates the possibility of a prisoner escaping.

No wonder there was such a big commotion yesterday, but no prisoners above the fourth floor were seen rioting. It seems they were simply unaware of the changes outside.

Thinking.

The snow began to tremble.

A passage leading to a lower level was revealed.

The warden of the third district led the way and explained, "Mr. Jiang, if you go further down, you will reach the chaotic hell on the fourth floor of Push City. In this prison, prisoners will always be out of control of their bodies because the space here is broken, which will deprive ghosts of their sense of space. The world they see is upside down. If they stay in such a chaotic hell for a long time, even if they are given a chance to escape, they will not be able to get out of here."

Jiang Ming listened.

While stepping into the fourth floor.

The overall cell layout here is similar to that of the first level of the Red Temperature Hell.

There is a row of cells on each side.

The environment is dim.

Although it is not a small dark room, it is just a few degrees brighter.

It was dead silent inside.

It was so quiet that only the sound of footsteps made an echoing sound.

"Master Jiang, we have officially entered the cordon of the chaotic hell. With every step forward, the space will be chaotic and you will lose your sense of direction. You may think you are moving forward, but in fact, you may be moving backwards."

"If you want to maintain balance, you need to expand the ghost domain so that you won't be affected by the chaos here."

"For ghosts, the only way to avoid being affected by the confusion is to sit still, close their eyes, and endure it all like a vegetable."

The warden of the third floor was speaking.

A quiet voice sounded at the same time: "Just take the prisoner. Why are you explaining so much to him? This is not your job."

This voice sounded.

The prisoners in the entire fourth level of the chaotic hell opened their eyes that had been suppressed for a long time.

Look towards the entrance.

They leaned against the wall, glancing around with their peripheral vision.

"Humanity?"

Such a voice was heard from a cell somewhere.

The sound is quiet.

With echo,

"Female Rakshasa, are humans some new species? His yang energy is quite strong, which is not very similar to us."

The prisoner known as the female Rakshasa was silent for a long time and explained the existence of humans.

To sum it up in just a few words.

It is weak and lowly, and exists at the bottom of the food chain. For unknown reasons, it broke into this place a few years ago and quickly became a species weaker than the vengeful ghost-level ghosts.

How weak?

The resentful ghosts at the bottom of the Pure Land can kill tens of thousands of people alone.

Heard this statement.

The prisoners on the fourth floor booed.

This is too low-level.

There are actually species in this world that are weaker than vengeful ghosts. They are not just a little weaker, but drastically weaker. There is no comparison at all.

When such species break into the Pure Land World, they can basically predict the outcome.

It is most appropriate to describe it as surviving in a difficult situation.

"Female Rakshasa, didn't you realize that this so-called human is actually a ghost king?"

Another voice sounded.

The female Rakshasa paused for a moment, her tone filled with surprise: "Ghost King? This is impossible. I have been in Impel Down for less than five years. Although I have been in the Nether Sea most of the time, humans have wandered here from time to time. They have no Yin energy in their bodies, and their physical fitness is less than one-tenth of that of the resentful ghosts. Moreover, they cannot absorb Yin energy to advance, and can only rely on absorbing food to increase their Yin energy. It is impossible to reach the level of Ghost King in such a short time."

"But that human, he is the Ghost King."

Hear these words.

In the third cell on the left, a thin figure grabbed the railing, slowly climbed up, and approached the cell door.

This look.

She immediately realized that the Yin energy fluctuations emanating from Jiang Ming were stronger than hers.

"How could this be possible? How could a human reach the level of a ghost king in such a short time? This is simply unbelievable."

Hearing this unbelievable voice.

The prisoners in the cell restrained their contempt.

Although they had been imprisoned for a long time and had not seen the so-called humans, it was easy to judge from the description of the female Rakshasa that humans were indeed a species at the bottom of the food chain.

In this case, it is truly amazing that the human being in front of him could advance from an ordinary person with no Yin power to the level of Ghost King.

Among humans, it is undoubtedly an outlier among outliers.

Such a character deserves to be imprisoned on the same level as them.

the other side.

Jiang Ming listened to these remarks.

There was a strange look in his eyes.

Female Rakshasa, Netherworld Sea, imprisoned for less than five years. These multiple descriptions combined made him think of a ghost - the Weak Water Queen who once stood at the top of the Netherworld Sea.

I thought about it.

Jiang Ming said in a strange tone: "Are you the Queen of Ruoshui?"

talking.

He walked straight to the third cell on the left.

When the female Rakshasa heard this, she was also stunned.

"You know me? Human, I advise you not to move. Without the warden to lead you, once you step into the range of Chaos Hell, you will put on a circus for us."

"why?"

"Why would you do that? You're a prisoner, and the ghost realm can't be deployed. Do you want to walk normally? If that were the case, there would have been prisoners escaping from prison long ago."

"But I have a ghost domain."

The words fell.

Jiang Ming took a step forward.

Level 4 ghost domain is activated.

He stood directly in front of the third cell.

at once.

The prisoners in the fourth level of chaotic hell were dumbfounded.

A look of surprise.

No.

Isn't this human a prisoner? Why isn't his ghost domain sealed?

Promoting urban reform?

Damn it.

It's not a good time.

The ghosts thought so.

They all stared at Jiang Ming intently.

at the same time.

Jiang Ming is here.

The moment he stepped into the chaotic hell.

A row of bright fluorescent gray panels popped up simultaneously.

[It is detected that there is no reduction mission in the fourth level of chaotic hell in the advancement city. 】

【Pure Land is revising the plan.】

【completed. 】

【Added a new sentence reduction task.】

[The player has triggered the sentence reduction mission. ]

[Hand typing...]

[Commutation of sentence side quest: Repair the space here. ]

[Introduction: Chaos Hell imitates the turbulence of space. Ghosts in it lose their sense of direction. However, due to the long time, the broken void here is about to dissipate. Repair the space and let Chaos Hell last for another thousand years.]

[Reduction time: one hundred... one thousand... three thousand years. ]

[Note: Pure Land does not know how the player can accomplish this, but... Pure Land determines that the player can accomplish it. ]

(End of this chapter)