c1892: 1935: Sumeru Divine Prison

Jiang Fan’s expression turned grim. He decisively retracted the Black Sword, then suddenly extended it, sending the Puppet flying.

"Long, longer, longest!" With three consecutive shouts, the metal Puppet was knocked flying each time.

The Nine Nether Demon Venerable was briefly stunned as he watched, and said, "Is that... how you’re supposed to use a sword?"

Jiang Fan felt as if he had discovered a new continent.

Compared to slashing, this Evil Sword seemed more suited for stabbing.

Of course, that was only because the Puppets in front of him didn’t have much Spiritual Wisdom and didn’t know how to dodge, so he could skewer them with pinpoint accuracy.

If it were a normal Sage instead, actually managing to stab them would be a miracle.

Swoosh swoosh swoosh—

Suddenly, a dense series of air-tearing sounds came.

Jiang Fan looked up, and his scalp went numb.

The battle here had attracted the attention of a large number of metal Puppets from beyond the sky, who were diving down in groups of ten.

There were at least several dozen of them!

Each one of these Puppets possessed Sage Level battle power. With so many attacking at once, even a Two Calamities Realm Sage would die on the spot in frustration!

Worse still, they all unleashed a Void Storm, and at their speed, they would be upon them in just a few breaths.

"We’re here!" At this critical moment, the Nine Nether Demon Venerable barked out a low shout.

Jiang Fan looked over and saw a massive stone gate embedded in the ground, made of the same black, rock-hard stone.

But on the stone gate there was a humanoid gap.

It was as if some terrifying existence had walked out from inside, melting a human-shaped hole through the gate.

And on the stone gate were a few extremely ancient characters.

"Sumeru Divine Prison"!

Just looking at it, Jiang Fan immediately felt a vast, boundless pressure surge toward him.

His soul, Physical Power, and even Soul Power were all severely suppressed.

Even the Nine Nether Demon Venerable had his speed somewhat suppressed.

"Prison? This ruin is a prison?" A trace of surprise flashed through Jiang Fan’s heart.

But when he thought of the dog chain used to tether the Little Qilin, everything suddenly made sense.

Whoosh—

Behind them, a burst of terrifying blade energy erupted, each strand containing flickering Law Chains.

The Nine Nether Demon Venerable’s expression changed. He flung Jiang Fan into the stone gate with a backhand throw and stayed behind to cover him.

Boom!

Numerous Laws descended upon him, shattering the huge serpent shadow formed from the bloodline Talent he had condensed.

The Nine Nether Demon Venerable, whose Heart Spirit was linked, grunted heavily, vomiting blood as he was sent flying.

But more metal Puppets were charging in together.

The Nine Nether Demon Venerable’s pupils shrank, then he silently sighed in his heart: "It ends here."

Just as he sensed death approaching, his collar suddenly tightened, and the next instant a tremendous force yanked him away with Instantaneous Movement!

When he appeared again, he had already passed through the stone gate and emerged inside the Divine Prison.

Jiang Fan removed the hook, put away the Void Fishing Rod, and said, "Senior, how are your injuries?"

After Jiang Fan had been thrown in, he had immediately activated the Void Fishing Rod.

He had thought that, when used on a Sage Realm target, its effectiveness would drop drastically.

Unexpectedly, in the Void, the rod could still achieve Instantaneous Movement to hook people and objects.

In the Void, even beings as strong as the Chaotic Ancient Blood Marquis apparently had no teleportation abilities.

Yet the Void Fishing Rod could still Instantaneously retrieve objects!

Not only was its function not restricted, it was actually amplified in the Void!

"Worthy of being a product of the Void Ancient Tree." Jiang Fan secretly rejoiced.

Cough, cough—

The Nine Nether Demon Venerable coughed heavily a few times, spitting out a mouthful of Demon Venerable blood; his injuries were quite severe.

"I’m fine. My life isn’t in danger. Once we’re inside the Divine Prison, we’re safe."

"Those metal Puppets outside won’t enter the Divine Prison."

Jiang Fan finally understood how Old Dog Cixin had ended up so heavily injured.

If even a Nine Nether Demon Venerable at the Two Calamities Realm hadn’t been able to avoid this, how could Old Dog Cixin?

"Senior, please focus on healing first." Jiang Fan glanced around as he spoke.