Star Trace Gate

Inside the center of the formation.

The storyteller carefully walked towards the statue of the three-headed Hades beast and slowly raised the dragon pillar.

He was still telling the story vividly, affecting the entire prison of death. Trying not to affect his immersion in the role, he very carefully separated a wisp of divine consciousness and prepared to activate the dragon pillar.

But all this was terrifying to Li Xiaopang. He saw the storyteller's cautious posture, holding the dragon pillar in his hand as if in a defensive posture. He instinctively thought that he must have been exposed. The other party must have noticed something unusual in the core room and came to check it out.

He had nowhere to hide, and he knew more clearly in his heart that he must not be blocked here by the other party, and he must not let the other party see his appearance, otherwise not only would he be in trouble, but the Li family would also be implicated.

His face was pale, and he was ready to strike first, saying, "Don't move! Stop!"

In the quiet center room of the formation, the sudden words of Fatty Li sounded even louder than the thunder in the sky in the ears of the storyteller.

"who???!"

The "bang" distracted the storyteller for a moment, and the faint light between his eyebrows surged like a storm.

He was really scared to death. In his sudden distraction, the story he was telling also felt like it was collapsing.

"brush!"

He suddenly gathered his mind and instantly sensed the location behind the three-headed Hades Beast where the sound had come from. However, due to the influence of the formation, the aura here was extremely chaotic. He could only vaguely sense a person squatting behind the sculpture, a third-level wild dog. However, he could not perceive the person's appearance or figure, only vaguely glimpsed a chubby figure.

Oh my God!

Why is there a person squatting here?!

He was deeply shocked, and his state of mind was severely affected, and the feeling that the story was collapsing became even stronger.

A third-rank wild dog is nothing to be afraid of, but if the "story" collapses and the audience wakes up, it will inevitably alarm the entire Sky Prison.

The storyteller forced himself to concentrate and, with a professional air, recited again, "The Night Wanderer entered a secret room, only to stumble upon the jailer guarding it. Although all this happened suddenly, it was all within the Night Wanderer's expectations. In an unknown region, there are always many unexpected events..."

At this moment, he instinctively thought that the "fat man" who was talking secretly might be the jailer guarding the center room of the formation. After all, Ren Ye himself had never been here, so it was normal that there was someone here whom he didn't know and who was not mentioned in the plan.

So, he tried to force the whole story back.

"Let's talk?" Seeing the other party stop, Fatty Li trembled and hid behind the statue. He offered a price: "You turn around and leave. Before the door closes, you will see one million star sources on the ground. And then... you can pretend nothing happened. Okay?"

That's not right. From what he said, it seems he's not the jailer guarding this place, but a colleague... The storyteller's mind was trembling again, and his cheeks were covered with sweat. He tried to stay focused and read, "In an unknown area, many coincidences exist. So... the Night Wanderer encountered not a jailer, but a mysterious colleague. So... then what is his purpose in infiltrating the Mayfly Prison?"

He still tried to salvage the story, which was frequently wrong, and even began to make up stories, just to make his audience wake up a little later.

"What the hell are you blabbering about?!" Fat Li felt the other person was talking in a mysterious way, and was afraid he didn't understand, so he spoke bluntly, "The fact that I was able to enter here quietly proves that I have connections and am allowed to do so. I urge you not to meddle in other people's business. One million star sources, or an elixir of equivalent value! Don't come over here, don't look at me, just pretend nothing happened, okay?!"

He hid behind the sculpture and didn't dare to show his head, but he didn't know that as the two sides got closer, the storyteller's immersion was interrupted, and his words were forcibly inserted into the story. The sound was very ethereal and vague, but it was like a sudden divination by the audience in the audience, destroying the atmosphere of the entire "teahouse".

"My mysterious colleague actually took the initiative to strike up a conversation after seeing the Night Wanderer. Two of them... two of them, how the hell did they meet here... This is so hot, I can't make this up anymore!"

The storyteller cried out in inner despair.

"Boom!"

The series of errors in the story instantly drew countless viewers away. As the storyteller's mind was shaken, the mysterious magic that enveloped the entire Death Prison began to collapse bit by bit.

"brush!"

The two jailers suddenly looked up, and one of them said in surprise, "Why do I feel dizzy?"

"Yeah, I seemed to have taken a nap, and I even heard the sound of thunder and heavy rain..."

"Hmm? Why is this prison corridor so dark? Look, many of the candles hanging on the wall are out."

"Boom!"

At this moment, the statue of the psychic wizard burst into endless rainbow light, and the entire dungeon was shaking violently.

The spiritual energy of the formation awakened, and all the jailers here felt that there was a strange breath surging wildly in the center room of the formation.

"Oh no! An outsider has entered the formation's core room!"

"It's over, something terrible has happened!"

"...!"

The jailers, waking from the story, were instantly terrified. Everyone here knew that the rules of the False Village were harsh and unforgiving. The fact that a stranger could sneak into the core room without anyone noticing, and without the guards even noticing, was enough to rip them off.

"Whizzing……!"

The twelve jailers did not dare to delay for a moment, and they all surged with powerful aura and surrounded the center room of the formation.

……

Above ground dungeon area.

At night, the prison commander Qian Mei was standing in the front yard of the prison with his hands behind his back, checking the golden statues needed for sacrifice.

She was a strong, beautiful, and thoughtful woman, and she was meticulous in her work, so she had begun to systematically arrange all the preparations for the anniversary of the death three days in advance.

"Boom!"

At this moment, a chaotic breath like a hurricane suddenly erupted from the Death Prison, followed by the ground beneath the feet began to shake, and the tokens hanging around the waists of each jailer began to flash brightly.

This is a sign that the Heavenly Prison Formation has fully awakened, which has not been seen in many years.

"Ow!"

"Woo!"

"...!"

At the same time, the many magical beasts hidden in the dark corners of the sky prison also let out heart-shaking roars.

All sorts of shocking and bizarre phenomena appeared. Qian Mei suddenly turned his head, his eyes staring at the entrance of the death row in fear. His face pale as he shouted, "All death row guards, rush to the center room immediately! The guards in the other cells must also come, quickly!"

"boom!"

As soon as she finished speaking, black energy surged all over her body and she disappeared from the spot in an instant.

……

The eye room.

The storyteller's mood was at its worst. He had already quietly reached the center of the formation, only one step away from destroying the formation, dispersing the oppressive pressure, and teleporting away in the most abrupt manner, completely unnoticed. By the time the jailer realized what was happening, he had already vanished.

But he never expected... that he would actually meet a damn fat man here.

At this moment, the great formation has awakened, and the terrifying pressure has also restrained his strange magic.

There is no other way, I can only fight my way out!

"boom!"

He concentrated his mind, no longer deliberately concealing his aura, but prepared to immerse himself completely.

Behind the statue of the three-headed Hades beast, Fat Li was still trying to "negotiate." "I really have someone above me, otherwise how could I have gotten in here so quietly?! If you insist on exposing this, it won't necessarily do you any good... Just listen to me, one million star sources is pretty good, here you go, just take it."

This idiot hasn’t figured it out yet. Am I also a colleague? The storyteller was too lazy to pay attention to a third-grade wild dog and quickly focused his mind.

In fact, Fat Li had his own plan in mind. He pretended to try to negotiate just to paralyze the black-robed man in front of him. In fact, he had already quietly taken out the family's unique treasure - the Ancient Mirror of Escape.

This mirror can temporarily shatter the void, but for Li Xiaopang, who is only at the third level, forcing it to activate under the pressure of the formation's aura will definitely come at a price, and it will definitely leave behind the aura of shattered void...

But he couldn't care less now. Compared with being caught in the act by a group of jailers, it was obviously more cost-effective to leave some breath of the Broken Void. At least there was still room for quibbling!

Although he was only fourteen or fifteen years old, and his mind was not absolutely mature, and he was even a little rash and overly idealistic in doing things, there was absolutely no problem with his brain, and his mind was much more active than his peers.

"Ong!"

Fatty Li vaguely sensed that the black-robed man was concentrating his mind, and then he seized the opportunity and instantly activated the Ancient Escape Mirror, preparing to yo-yo...

"brush!"

The storyteller's realm was something Fatty Li couldn't have predicted. As soon as the other party stirred his aura, he suddenly opened his eyes and murmured with a look of great surprise, "You...you are a child of the Li family?!"

Judging from the storyteller's previous conversation with Ren Ye, he had some knowledge of Xuwang Village, so he naturally knew that this divine method of shattering the void was a unique inheritance of the Li family. Therefore, just as the fat man was about to activate the Ancient Escape Mirror, he instinctively felt a sense of surprise.

Why the surprise?!

Because he didn't know whether he could break out of the siege today, but if he had a core descendant of the Li family as a hostage, it would be like having an extra small amulet, which might be of some use.

He was extremely intelligent and quick to react. He immediately dismissed the idea of ​​killing the third-grade wild dog. He simply raised his right arm and grabbed it in the air, saying softly, "Soul Cage!"

"Ong!"

As soon as the words were spoken, a gust of cold wind suddenly rose from behind the three-headed Hades beasts, rolling up into the sky and forming a black eye of the wind that was visible to the naked eye.

"Woooo...!"

The cold wind howled from all directions and instantly enveloped Li Xiaopang's body. He suddenly heard the sharp howling of ghosts and wolves in his ears. His consciousness began to become confused and his head was splitting with pain. He was abruptly interrupted in his secret method of activating the Ancient Mirror of Escape.

The cold wind was like a cage, easily imprisoning Li Xiaopang.

"brush!"

The storyteller flicked his right index finger lightly, summoning a rope with a gleaming green light. The rope slipped into the "cage" and suddenly wrapped around Li Xiaopang's right wrist.

The shadow of the rope, shining with green light, was like a dog leash, making Li Xiaopang feel as if his soul was imprisoned and his three souls and seven spirits were all held in the hands of the storyteller.

It seemed that as long as he dared to resist to the death, the black-robed man in front of him would only need to gently pull the rope to extract his three souls and seven spirits and wipe them out in an instant.

This mysterious magic filled Fatty Li with immense fear. He roared in despair, "You...why are you doing this? Can't we just do our own thing and not bother each other?"

"If I can walk, you can walk too; if I can't walk, you will die. For the sake of your own life, don't talk too much and don't cause me trouble...!" The storyteller scolded coldly.

"Stick, I have to return my stick, otherwise it will leak!" Li Xiaopang looked at the dragon pillar placed on the desk, and he actually thought in his heart that this thing would expose himself, so he muttered in a very urgent manner.