Death Game: Starting as a fraudster, pretending to be a god.

The cell door opened, and the structure was the same as the cell Bai Ying had just been in—it was still a corridor.

Lin Yu cautiously walked into the corridor, still clutching the [Fast Teleport] item in his hand, ready to run away at any moment.

After all... if the prisoners behind these cells don't want to communicate with him but choose to attack him directly, then Lin Yu will definitely have to retreat first.

He had no desire to spar with the criminals who had joined forces to create the apocalypse in the Ten Realms.

Standing in this corridor, Lin Yu did not sense any energy fluctuations or movement, which made him feel even more that something was wrong here.

Based on his experience of imprisoning Bai Ying, this corridor was already part of the "cell," and theoretically he should be able to sense the prisoners' presence.

Especially after getting close to that inner door...

Although there was no energy fluctuation, Lin Yu could smell a faint scent of blood.

And along with the smell of blood, a faint sound finally came through the crack in the door.

"Tick, tick..."

The slow, steady sound of dripping water was particularly terrifying in the cage.

But since he hadn't been attacked yet, and it was just some strange smells, Lin Yu had no reason to run away now.

Lin Yu reached out and pushed open the second cell door.

What came into view was a room with similar furnishings to Bai Ying's—a small, simple, plain, and clean single room.

However, compared to the drab color scheme of Bai Ying's room, what first caught Lin Yu's eye in this room was...

It was a strikingly bright crimson.

It's not because there's any red wallpaper or floor tiles here.

But...

blood.

The walls of the room were covered with large patches of dried, bright red blood, and the floor was covered with a layer of blood that was still spreading.

The source of the blood was a naked man hanging upside down from the ceiling in the middle of the room, wearing loose black joggers. His hands hung naturally at his sides, and blood flowed down his long black hair and fingertips.

On the man's naked, muscular upper body, there were long, thin cuts on his throat, wrists, heart, lungs, spleen, and lower abdomen, from which blood flowed continuously.

At the same time, Lin Yu noticed that one of the ribs exposed by the wound at the bottom of his lung was missing—and that rib was not missing; it was currently stuck in the ceiling, with a texture like metal.

He used his ribs as a fulcrum, tied one end of a rope to his ankle, and wrapped the other end around his ribs to secure himself to the ceiling.

The "rope" binding his ankles was not a real rope, but his intestines.

Upon entering the cell, Lin Yu was speechless with shock at the scene that resembled a painting of hell.

The man before them looked exactly like a member of an enemy tribe who had been captured and brutally murdered by a barbarian tribe, and his corpse was deliberately displayed in a visually striking manner to intimidate the enemy.

But if it really is a "corpse," then so be it...

Lin Yu sensed that although the other party's spirit and soul were in a state of near "dormancy"...

But this guy is indeed still alive.

They possess incredible vitality, their bodies remain active even when covered in wounds, and their various functions far surpass those of ordinary people.

His body was truly... alive.

"How is this going?"

Lin Yu couldn't help but complain.

Upon hearing Lin Yu's words, the upside-down man's ears twitched slightly.

Then, his eyes slowly opened, and his eyelids, which were almost stuck together, made a faint "hissing" sound.

A pair of dark, deep eyes opened and revealed a sharp gaze, instantly locking onto Lin Yu in front of him.

Lin Yu could also sense that although the other party had indeed just woken up, his spirit had almost instantly returned to an extremely active state.

“Interesting, an ‘outsider’ has actually managed to get here… Hmm? The restrictions of this cage have been weakened. It seems that the self-proclaimed ‘fair’ god has encountered some trouble that even He can’t spare the time for.”

"Young man, are you perhaps here to 'break out of prison'?"

The man spoke in a low voice, and Lin Yu shook his head.

"We didn't come to break into the prison; we just happened to be passing by."

Upon hearing this, the man raised his hands, which had been hanging down, and crossed them over his chest. He said, “'Passing by'... that’s not a good excuse. This is a prison for ‘serious criminals who threaten the peace of the Ten Realms.’ No one will ‘pass by’ here.”

"After all, even if you wanted to come here specifically... it would be very difficult to get here."

After saying that, he crossed his arms over his chest, his upper body was lifted up at a 90-degree angle, and then he exerted force with his feet, causing the intestines tied to his ankles to burst open.

He made a smooth turn in the air, stretched his body, and then landed on the ground with his toes touching the ground.

The man's blood-stained black hair fell down, covering his equally muscular back.

He then turned to face Lin Yu, still with his arms crossed and covered in blood. Only after the man landed did Lin Yu notice that he was over two meters tall, towering over him.

Lin Yu raised his head and looked up at the majestic-looking man, somewhat unsure whether he was a human from the Black Swamp Realm.

“Let me guess… you did come here to ‘break out of prison’—but the person you’re trying to take away isn’t me, so to avoid trouble and to prevent me from getting involved with you, you said you were just ‘passing by’.”

Lin Yu did not answer, but the man seemed convinced that his speculation was correct and continued speaking.

“That makes sense... I didn’t sense any familiar aura from you, so you must be from another world, perhaps the descendants or younger generation of my friends.”

"Don't worry, although I do want to escape from here every moment, you are not related to me and you did not come here for me, so I will not force you... Moreover, the person you are trying to rescue is likely to be a good friend of mine and a comrade-in-arms, so I will not take away their chance to leave."

The man spoke with an arrogant tone that seemed genuine.

This demeanor made Lin Yu even more convinced that he must be a human from the Black Swamp Realm or the Prison Mountain Realm.

Considering the other person's somewhat rough and street-smart speaking style, and that the black pants didn't look like the hide of some wild animal but rather like hemp woven from wood, Lin Yu guessed...

"This is most likely someone from the 'Prison Mountain Realm'."

Thinking of this, Lin Yu clasped his hands slightly in a fist salute.

“Thank you for your understanding, senior. However… you have misunderstood. I did not come here to ‘break out of prison.’ Although the god who created this cage has encountered a misfortune and cannot take care of the prison, it is still beyond my power to take the prisoners out,” Lin Yu said loudly. “But I did come here to find some prisoners—I have some important things I want to confirm.”

Upon hearing Lin Yu's words, the shirtless man pondered for a moment before asking, "'Some'...you're looking for more than one person?"

"Of course it doesn't stop."

Lin Yu nodded and said.

"Interesting. So, which people are you looking for?"

The shirtless man asked in a low voice.

"Back then, many experts from the Ten Realms conspired to devise a strategy to create 'apocalypse' in each other's worlds... I want to find those who experienced it firsthand."

Lin Yu said calmly.

He was almost certain that this man was also a participant.

As expected, faced with Lin Yu's probing, the shirtless man looked at Lin Yu and spoke arrogantly.

"Then I am indeed one of them... Why are you looking for us?"

Lin Yu looked at the shirtless man and said sincerely, "Back then, I had a close relative who might have been involved in this matter, but their whereabouts are now unknown..."

The shirtless man sized Lin Yu up and down, then asked, "Are you involved with any close relatives? Is it your father, mother... or ancestor?"

Lin Yu shook his head: "No, they are my brothers."

The shirtless man looked Lin Yu up and down again, repeating his words: "Brothers?"

His tone was filled with disbelief.

"After that incident back then... I thought that even in the slowest places, thousands of years had passed."

"Excuse my bluntness, but how old are you this year? And is there any method for preserving youth and prolonging life in your area?"

Lin Yu shook his head: "No, my age is not much different from my appearance."

"It's only been a few years since that incident... in my world."

Lin Yu spoke in a low voice, and the shirtless man asked incredulously, "How many years? Which realm are you from?"

"Senior, I'd like to confirm first, which realm do you come from?"

Lin Yu looked at the shirtless man, but instead of answering his question, he asked a question in return.

The shirtless man thought for a moment, but wasn't annoyed. He said, "That's true. Before you introduce yourself, it's more polite for me to introduce myself first."

“I come from the ‘Prison Mountain Realm’… I am a Taoist priest in the Prison Mountain Realm, but I am not a purely heretical Taoist priest. I am affiliated with a Taoist sect in the Prison Mountain Realm. My friends usually like to call me ‘Yun Jushi’.”

"How much do you know about the Prison Mountain Realm?"

As the other party spoke, Lin Yu spoke up.

“I know quite a bit about the Prison Mountain Realm now, but from what you said, it seems that the Prison Mountain Realm back then was not much different from the Prison Mountain Realm now.”

As Lin Yu spoke, Yun Jushi seemed somewhat surprised.

"From what you're saying, you've been to the Prison Mountain Realm?"

"Are you perhaps from the Prison Mountain Realm? Or is it that the Ten Realms can now be freely traveled and connected?"

Lin Yu shook his head.

"I am a 'player' who can travel freely between different worlds."

As Lin Yu spoke, Yun Jushi was quite surprised.

"A traveler from all realms?!"

"Now... there are still travelers from all realms who can reach the Prison Mountain Realm?"

"I thought that by joining forces with several fellow Daoists from the Xuanmen sect to seal off the two mountains and six prisons and end the chaos of the Bewitching Heaven, you travelers from all realms would no longer be able to enter the Prison Mountain Realm."

“Now it seems,” Yun Jushi said, his tone revealing regret and dejection, “that the plans of my fellow Daoists were indeed…ineffective.”