Global Treasure Chest: Start With The Supreme Breathing Technique.

In the face of the elves' questioning, Ye Chen unsealed the wind chun in his hand and claimed to be an escaped criminal.

But this happened to be exactly what the elves had imagined, and even more coincidentally, Ye Chen's excuse for how to escape from the collar was clearly a bluff.

However, just like the prisoners who had been freed, neither Ye Chen nor anyone else knew why the collars had been removed.

Even when Ye Chen felt that a great battle was inevitable, the elf's response surprised everyone.

A trace of undisguised excitement appeared on his thin face, and he extended an invitation to Ye Chen.

"It seems that you are one of those released prisoners. If you are willing to help us escape from these handcuffs, we know a place that can help you quickly improve your strength.

The door that Ye Chen passed through can be used to freely traverse and ignore the restrictions of the universe on the realm of the heavens.

At the same time, behind each door, there is the existence of great fortune, either "seven-three-three" or great opportunities.

Therefore, these rare opportunities are only used for core personnel. As for ordinary members and their capable forces, the greatest reward is the various dangerous places in this heavenly prison.

These places are naturally not attractive to those powerful beings, but who doesn't have descendants of their own family and subordinates they value?

So even though there are various opportunities here, under the balance of power among the major forces, they have not all fallen into the hands of one power.

As long as you have strength, you can snatch a piece of meat from the mouths of various forces.

The elf's invitation undoubtedly gave Ye Chen an opportunity to quickly understand this world, and he agreed after a brief thought.

He also learned some things about this world from these people.

This realm of the heavens, with its vast area, is astonishing, and it did not come into being naturally.

It was created by the joint efforts of the ancestors of the major forces in the endless void, a place of great fortune.

All the heavenly treasures, spirit beasts, and magical weapons here are all plundered from various universes.

They also learned about the existing forces here.

There are thousands of forces, but the three strongest are known as the Eternal Domain, the Extreme Domain, and the Spirit Domain.

Where there are forces, there is exclusion. The Eternal Domain and the Extreme Domain pursue the ultimate and eternity, but they also help each other.

This has resulted in the fact that although the domain has the strongest individual strength among the three, it obtains far fewer resources than the other two.

And it is very likely that the rebellion in the heavenly prison was secretly done by the Spirit Domain.

The purpose is to make the descendants of the other two forces suffer losses in this prison in exchange for advantages in the following hundreds of years.

However, this is all their speculation, and it is still unknown whether this is the truth behind all the conspiracies.

The area they are currently in is located on the edge of the three major forces, close to the jurisdiction of the Extreme Domain.

Ye Chen followed this group of people to their temporary base, which was a hidden cave entrance.

Inside, it was extremely rudimentary, with many huge corpses, and the bones clearly showed the presence of spirit patterns.

Seeing Ye Chen's interest in these bones, a race that resembled beetles immediately introduced him.

Although they resembled beetles, they were not the giant-sized demon armor race, but a race of human size that moved with a hunched back.

Their voices should have been sharp, but now they sounded slightly hoarse. They had once been tortured by the enforcers because of their voices, which is why they sounded so strange now.

These people called him Old Jia, perhaps he had a name before, but he was quite satisfied with the nickname given to him by everyone.

The spirit patterns that Ye Chen was interested in were his masterpiece. The main attack method of their race's world was spirit patterns.

But relying too much on spirit patterns caused this spirit armor race to be unable to withstand the invasion of the myriad races.

Many formations and facilities in the Shenyu domain that were plundered had traces of spirit patterns.

And these things were also Old Jia's proudest achievements.

Ye Chen proudly showed off the spiritual patterns on these skeletons as if they were his most cherished possessions.

He even demonstrated them on the spot with his sharp claws.

The skeletons, engraved with spiritual patterns, instantly gained tremendous power. Not only could they weaken the attacks they received, but they could also transfer that energy to the user.

However, these skeletons were not ordinary creatures' bones; they were the plundered remains of ferocious beasts, and the quality of the bones was exceptional.

Old Jia went on and on, but the others tolerated his rambling.

Not only because the role of Old Jia in creating spiritual patterns was significant, but also because these people had long regarded each other as family.

The race Old Jia belonged to had almost been wiped out, and in this divine realm for nearly a hundred years, no living members of the Lingjia race had been found.

They all felt that perhaps after Old Jia's death, his race would be completely extinguished.

While Ye Chen listened attentively to the information about spiritual patterns, everyone was suddenly shaken.

Then a violent wave of spiritual energy spread from the handcuffs.

At the same time as the wave occurred, these people seemed to be tormented as if they were in great pain. Bloodshot veins appeared in their bulging eyes.

Their whole bodies were covered in raised veins, like centipedes crawling all over their faces and bodies.

The extreme pain made them grit their teeth tightly, emitting roars similar to wild beasts.

Gradually, blood began to ooze from their eyes, noses, and ears, and their bodies curled up due to excessive pain.

Their hands clawed at the ground, twitching like ghostly claws.

This scene before Ye Chen was quite shocking.

The lowest realm of these people was high-level martial artists, and a large number of them died in this torment of the soul.

Only Old Jia, who was above Martial King, and a few other leaders who surrounded Ye Chen remained.

The group of dozens of people quickly dwindled to just a few.

Ye Chen approached Old Jia and found that the higher the person's strength, the greater the spiritual energy fluctuation.

Reaching out to the handcuffs, a seal filled with a chaotic feeling appeared on the handcuffs.

This was a seal that could be automatically triggered. Once it reached nightfall, it would emit attacks similar to souls from the handcuffs.

Even the Heavenly Realm should not be able to break free from this level of chaotic energy.

Ye Chen wondered who had such great ability to create such a large number of handcuffs.

But since it was chaotic energy and a seal, he didn't know if he could remove it.

Ignoring the helpless Feng Chun, Ye Chen approached the handcuffs on the corpses.

In the instant he touched the 0.6 chaotic energy, a huge shadow of a divine furnace appeared before Feng Chun's eyes.

The blazing fire burning inside made Feng Chun tremble.

Throughout his journey, he hadn't been of much help to Ye Chen. In this world, everyone he encountered was far stronger than him.

Even the people who died in the Soul Purgatory had the strength of high-level martial artists.

And he, only a mid-level martial artist, couldn't even accelerate his cultivation progress in this place filled with the power of the universe.

Feng Chun felt extreme self-blame in his heart.

If he couldn't do anything here, how could he lead his family out of that dark world in the future?

If he had even a tenth of Ye Chen's strength, perhaps he wouldn't be a burden to everyone.

A strong sense of unwillingness and obsession with his family and his son arose in Feng Chun's heart.

Now he couldn't be of any help, he could only diligently cultivate to improve his strength.