I, Tianlaozhen Wangu, support the Empress from behind!

"What are you thinking about?"

Wang Yucheng was at a loss whether to laugh or cry. "He's the prince of Daqian, and the only brother of the current king. If he loses, he loses. It's just a matter of paying more compensation."

Wang Yucheng's tone was light and airy.

But Chu He could also guess it.

Things in such a large sect are definitely not as simple as one might think, otherwise, the Second Rank Martial Saint Patriarch would not have rushed here from a million miles away.

"However, this matter isn't that simple..." Wang Yucheng glanced at Chu He again and said, "Why would Prince Anyang target the Zhenwu Sect? Although the news has been confirmed to have come from the Blood Demon Sect, the Zhenwu Sect is, after all, one of the ten great righteous sects, a sect with an eternal heritage."

"Tell me, if there's no one backing him up, would he dare to go even if he had ten times the courage?"

Chu He nodded and pointed to the top of his head. These things could only be understood by the two of them, and could not be expressed in words to avoid gossip.

"Sir, when does the competition start?"

Wang Yucheng shook his head and said, "There's been no news from Elder Sikong yet. With the speed of a second-grade Martial Saint, it won't take more than a few days to travel a million miles. For the next few days, don't go out. Just wait in the inner prison."

"Yes, sir." Chu He nodded in agreement. This was exactly what he wanted.

But he couldn't be too impatient, so as to avoid others making blind guesses.

"There's one more thing. Although I think it's impossible, but since Elder Sikong has promised it, I still want to tell you."

Before Chu He said goodbye and left, Wang Yucheng thought of another "benefit" promised by Elder Sikong.

"Oh? Please speak, sir." Chu He turned around.

"If you can win this time, in addition to having the opportunity to comprehend a Heaven-level technique from the Monster Refining Division."

"Elder Sikong also specially granted me a walking identity. With a walking token, I can freely enter and exit the first to fifth floors of the inner prison, and I am no longer under the supervision of the district warden or prison chief."

Wang Yucheng said this with a stern tone: "When you are in the inner prison, you won't have to bow even if you meet the Lord Prison Chief!"

"Fuck..." Chu He was shocked and stared at Wang Yucheng with wide eyes, "Sir, is this true?"

"How could I possibly lie to you?" Wang Yucheng glanced at Chu He unhappily. "The other two contestants will receive the same reward."

"Okay, thank you very much, sir!" Chu He clasped his fists in gratitude.

Others didn't care much about this walking identity, but he was different. Any heavenly-level skills were nothing compared to him.

Wang Yucheng watched Chu He walk out shaking his head, and sighed in his heart. No matter how talented Chu He was, he was still far behind the one from Zhenwu Sect.

That genius from the Zhenwu Sect was already a seventh-rank blood-exchanging warrior when he was only eighteen. Now, two years have passed, and his level of cultivation after seven blood-exchanging sessions may have to be discounted. Wang Yucheng guessed that he may have done nine blood-exchanging sessions.

However, Chu He originally came on the field just to make up the number of people. The real core was the fifth and sixth rank geniuses in the inner prison.

"It's a pity that the sixth-rank genius in the inner prison is not here, otherwise it would be more stable."

Naturally, this competition will not only use people from the Inner Prison. The Monster Refining Department has arranged for a fifth-grade person to take the stage. On the Inner Prison side, a sixth-grade person has been sent from the third floor, and the last one is Chu He, a seventh-grade person.

Of course, if Chu He revealed his true cultivation level, it would be a completely different scene, sweeping away thousands of enemies.

After Chu He came out, he first went to find Li Sangui to ask about the latest news in the inner prison.

After hearing the inquiry, Li Sangui glanced around, then dragged Chu He quietly to an empty corner and whispered, "Sir, regarding the incident with the Crown Princess on the second floor, I heard from my brother who shared my life that someone is now investigating the matter. I'm worried that this might implicate you..."

Is anyone tracking it down?

Could it be another spy planted by the prince?

Chu He shook his head and said, "Sangui, you are kind-hearted, but this matter has nothing to do with me, so you don't need to care about it."

Then, Li Sangui talked about some other things, which were nothing more than this prisoner died, that prisoner gave up so and so...

Chu He naturally ignored these trivial matters.

Next two days.

Except for going out for a short while, he sent a message to Xiao He, asking her to tell Princess Nine that he was back.

The rest of the time, Chu He stayed in the inner prison, waiting for the competition to come.

"Chu Prison Envoy, please follow me."

Chu He was walking in the prison corridor when he heard the urgent shouts of Warden Wang from behind him.

"Is it about to begin?" Chu He didn't have time to think about it and followed Wang Yucheng out.

"I guess you have guessed why I came to see you."

On the way, Wang Yucheng opened the topic.

Chu He nodded.

"That's fine. These past few days, I asked Lord Yu Zheng to help me get some information about your opponent..."

Having said this, Wang Yucheng looked at Chu He, hesitating whether to tell him this information.

"Sir, please speak frankly." Family members know their own business, and he is not afraid of the so-called genius of Zhenwu Sect at all.

"This person has practiced the Zhenwu Sect's body-refining magic. He has already exchanged blood eleven times, and only the last one is left."

"He will be able to achieve the Great Perfection of Blood Transfusion!"

After Wang Yucheng finished speaking, he found that Chu He's expression did not change much. However, when he turned around and thought about it, it seemed normal.

No matter whether the opponent changes blood seven times or eleven times, for Chu He, it is a matter of defeat in one move.

"Also, be careful when you go up there. The other party is the grandson of a great elder of the Zhenwu Sect. He has a rather unruly personality and will immediately surrender if he shows any signs of misbehavior."

"Otherwise, even if the other party kills you, the elders of the Demon Refining Department will not take action."

Warden Wang walked away while giving instructions.

The truth is that this capable general of his has little chance of winning and may even lose his life.

"Thank you for your advice, sir." Although it was a bit long-winded, no matter what, the other party was doing it for his own good.

After all, Wang Yucheng is not clear about his true strength.

After half a stick of incense.

Wang Yucheng brought Chu He to a large gate and said, "Master Guardian, we are going to enter the fifth floor for the competition. Please open the door."

"It's actually made of spiritual iron?" Chu He looked at the door that was several people wide and was secretly surprised.

The layout of the inner prison floors one to four is similar to that of ordinary cells, but starting from the fifth floor, it is completely different.

According to rumors, each layer is the small world of a super-class immortal, with a space of tens of thousands of miles, and countless majestic mountains, high mountain streams, overlapping rocks, and so on.

Even demons and monsters.

The Monster Refining Division is kept in there. Strictly speaking, it is also an independent little world.

But these are just public information. Chu He has no idea about the real situation. He has been browsing the Sutra Library for a long time, but these are the only descriptions he has found.

As for the later levels of the inner prison, there is not even a description.

This is obviously not normal.

Now, the mystery is about to be revealed to him.

"Are you a little excited?" Wang Yucheng guessed it when he saw Chu He's expression.

Chu He nodded and chuckled, "Sir, this is my first time going to the fifth floor as a new bride. I heard that the fifth floor is very different from the first four floors..."

"Haha..." Wang Yucheng's mood improved after hearing this, and he sighed, "The fifth floor is like a world of its own, a manifestation of the power of an immortal!"

"Enter!"

Just then, there was a sound from the other side of the door.

Seeing this, Wang Yucheng nodded to Chu He and said, "Follow me closely and don't leave me more than ten feet away."

Chu He was slightly surprised, and immediately took a step forward, stepping within ten feet of Wang Yucheng, and followed him slowly into the gate.

Inside was a bizarre corridor with countless phantoms flashing on both sides. Even if Chu He secretly concentrated his eyes, he could only catch a little bit of traces.

It turned out to be a nine-tailed demon fox? ?

"Don't be curious, and don't reach out to leave this light circle." Wang Yucheng said in a deep voice, holding up the jade pendant.

"Once, a third-grade Grandmaster, unwilling to believe in evil, reached inside. In less than a breath, guess what happened to him?"

Wang Yucheng looked at Chu He, who shook his head. He could only sense that outside the jade pendant passage, all kinds of light and shadow were moving very fast, but he couldn't guess why.

"Time!" Wang Yucheng said a word that shocked Chu He.

"Sir, do you mean that we are walking on the river of time?" Chu He asked in surprise.

"The long river of time?" Wang Yucheng looked at Chu He.

"Uh, sir, but that's not right?" Chu He was confused.

"Strictly speaking, I think your statement is more correct, but the Lord Yu Zheng who brought me in at that time was talking about the Time Corridor. What is displayed here are all things that happened in the past, including people and events!"

"At that time, the Grand Master of the Demon Refining Division had discovered a Zhenwu Immortal Pill and relied on the 'Demon Refining and Prison Suppression Sutra' that he had cultivated to the state of mind. However, after he jumped out, in less than a breath, he turned into a pile of dust and disappeared before everyone's eyes."

"Even the garrison commander wanted to rescue them, but it was too late!"

"hiss--"

Chu He gasped when he heard this.

A third-rank grandmaster couldn't even hold on for a breath?

Especially since the other party has cultivated the "Demon Refining and Prison Suppression Sutra" to the artistic conception, he is definitely a big shot among the third-grade grandmasters, which is a bit scary.