Mysterious mirror hanging high

After about half an hour, Yuanji had completed the formation as planned. The teleportation formation in front of him had flowing patterns and a faint light of formation technique on its edges.

"It's done."

Yuanji exhaled softly and said, "Senior Yunding, this teleportation formation is bidirectional. A bridge has been built on both sides, and we can teleport there at any time... but the prerequisite is that the formation on the other side is intact."

"Are you sure it's okay? Otherwise, we might get sucked into the endless turbulence of the void mid-transmission, which would be really fun."

"Don't worry, there will be absolutely no problems with the teleportation formation in the [Ghost Prison]." Yunding Tianjun said, patting his chest.

Upon hearing this, Jing Yu's body trembled, and a blood shadow flew out, transforming into a young man wearing a blood robe and looking similar to Jing Yu. This was Jing Yu's [Blood Puppet Body].

The blood puppet stepped into the range of the formation and was instantly teleported to the other side. After a moment, Jing Yu nodded gently:

"The formation on the other side is intact, we can go through."

After saying that, Jing Yu carried the Jade Buddha incarnation and stepped into the formation.

After a dizzying moment, when he opened his eyes again, Jing Yu and others had already arrived at a dark place.

"Is this the Ghost Prison?"

The incarnation of the deceased Jade Buddha glowed faintly, reflecting the surrounding inky stone walls.

The surface of the stone walls was covered with honeycomb-like holes, and half of a skeletal arm protruded from each hole, with the five fingers in a twisted grasping position.

The ground beneath my feet was soft as if it were alive, and dark red juice oozed out with every step.

Yunding Tianjun's sigh echoed through Jing Yu's mind: "This [Ghost Prison] officially has eighteen floors. It is where the Shending Immortal Dynasty detains seriously ill criminals... Those who can enter this place, regardless of their position, are at least outstanding in terms of talent."

"As for the six underground prisons from the thirteenth to the eighteenth, prisoners below the Nascent Soul stage are not even qualified to be imprisoned here."

"This kind of prison is probably guarded by guards...Xuan Jing, be careful." Yuanji said worriedly.

"Don't worry, this is the only floor without any guards, and no one can come down." Yunding Tianjun said in a firm tone.

"Oh? I wonder which floor we are on now?" Jing Yu asked curiously.

"The nineteenth floor." Yunding Tianjun said calmly, "Except for Huashen Tianjun of the Shending Immortal Dynasty, no one knows about the nineteenth floor."

"You'll find out if you go down."

Jing Yu frowned and continued to explore.

The deeper you go, the stronger the smell of blood becomes.

Jing Yu suddenly stopped—at the end of the corridor ahead, nine bronze chains stretched across the void, each chain strung with countless human-skin lanterns. The lanterns were painted with cinnabar talismans, but within them flickered not candlelight but the curled-up souls of infants.

"The Ten Thousand Infants Soul-Calming Lamp." Yunding Tianjun sneered, "Back then, Emperor Taizu went on an expedition to the Nether Abyss and refined a hundred thousand ghost children into lamp wicks. They created this spiritual weapon, which is extremely effective at wearing away the spirit and suppressing consciousness... But he used it here. How ridiculous."

Passing through the array of lanterns, the view suddenly opens up.

In the center of the circular cave with a diameter of one hundred feet, an extremely large gray-white flesh ball was slowly wriggling.

Countless transparent tubes as thin as spider silk are inserted into the surface of the flesh ball, and golden red blood flows in the tubes.

The cave seemed to be engraved with extremely complex array patterns, forming a sealing array. At the center of the array stood an ancient stone tablet, the inscription on the tablet was covered with blood stains, and the words "Eternal Suppression" could be vaguely seen.

"What is this?" Jing Yu stood there in a daze, looking at the grayish-white ball of flesh in front of him.

"Why does the blood drawn from this flesh ball resemble..."

"It's somewhat similar to the [Divine Cauldron Emperor Blood]? Is it, and isn't it?" Yunding Tianjun mocked, "Haven't you always been curious about why, after hundreds of thousands of years, even though our Divine Cauldron Emperor Clan's bloodline has become extremely thin, we can still continuously bestow the extremely pure [Divine Cauldron Emperor Blood]? Isn't this the reason?"

"Those drops of [Divine Cauldron Emperor Blood] were extracted from this monster?" Jing Yu felt a chill in his heart. When he thought about the fact that he had refined several drops for cultivation, he felt uncomfortable all over.

"This evil creature is nicknamed the [Taisui Meat Ganoderma]. The blood drawn from it cannot be considered [Divine Cauldron Emperor Blood], but can only be called [Divine Cauldron Original Blood]. This is because this original blood contains a large amount of resentful fragments of madness and despair. It must be purified before it can be refined into [Divine Cauldron Emperor Blood]."

"However, even the most sophisticated secret refining techniques cannot completely eliminate its side effects. Therefore, most cultivators who are inoculated with the Divine Cauldron Emperor Blood will experience subtle changes in their personalities, becoming increasingly secretive, mean, and suspicious."

Yunding Tianjun looked at Jing Yu with a strange look: "I don't know what kind of physical training method you practiced. You used a few drops of blood to practice, but you were not affected by the resentment in it at all..."

"Also, this [Tai Sui Meat Ganoderma] in front of us is not a monster."

Yunding Tianjun's voice was slightly chilled: "It has its own name. In its lifetime, it was called... [Ying Shenzong]."

"He is the first Immortal Emperor of the Shending Immortal Dynasty, the son of Emperor Taizu [Ying Taizu], the then Crown Prince of Shending, Ying Shenzong!"

"What?!" Jing Yu said in shock:

"This evil creature is... the biological son of the first generation of Immortal Emperor from over 100,000 years ago?"

"How did he become like this?"

Yunding Tianjun pursed his lips and said, "Wouldn't it be clear if you just took a look at the inscription?"

"Eternal Town?" Jing Yu followed his instructions and blew away the blood stains on the stone tablet with the inscription "Eternal Town," revealing the true inscription on the tablet:

[The Crown Prince plotted treason, a crime unforgivable. However, his bloodline is pure, so he is specially granted the title of Tai Sui meat ganoderma, forever serving as a medicinal ingredient for the imperial family.]

"They say it's treason... but it's just a disagreement on political views."

Yunding Tianjun sighed:

"Emperor Taizu used secret methods to refine the Divine Cauldron Prince into the [Taisui Meat Ganoderma]. His soul is gone, leaving only the instinct to wriggle, and the sinister thoughts contained in every inch of flesh and blood... But this flesh ball of Dharma body is constantly born and destroyed. The old flesh does not decay, and new flesh is already growing. It is very easy to maintain. It has not died in over a hundred thousand years. Isn't this also a different kind of [immortality]? Hehehe..."

Yuanji lowered his head with an expression of reluctance, clasped his hands together and chanted the sutra for rebirth, whispering, "What's the point of such [longevity]? I only hope that this donor can be reborn in paradise."

Jing Yu calmly shook his head. "The soul of the Divine Tripod Prince [Ying Shenzong] must have long since been reincarnated or simply dissipated. The flesh ball before us is merely a transformation of his physical body... In fact, it's hard to say whether it can be considered his physical body or his Dharma body."

"There really isn't a single normal person in your Shending Imperial Clan. Every one of them is a pervert."

Jing Yu was speechless at this moment. "Although I was also born into a mortal royal family, I know that the relationship between father and son was already quite weak. Now, compared to them, it's really a small matter."