Black Prison!

A prison established within Neolle Leocadia, guarded by heavy troops and numerous Great Grandmasters.

All the inmates inside the Black Prison are dangerous individuals.

Due to identity and special circumstances, Devlin is also imprisoned in the Black Prison.

The Black Prison has no walls, no gates.

Only a massive stone, engraved with the words 'Black Prison'.

To those imprisoned here, no matter how high the walls, they cannot be blocked.

No matter how sturdy the door, it is merely a subpar product to be shattered with a single punch.

Compared to the guarding forces of the Black Prison, any would-be rescuers are only courting death.

The facade of the Black Prison is a grand hall.

A grand hall covering several thousand square meters.

The hall stands ten meters tall, with only one floor.

The entire building is pitch black, looking oppressive.

Atticus Marsh, carrying the royal decree, entered the grand hall with his subordinates.

"Master Marsh, here to interrogate the newly arrived prisoners?" Inside the hall, an old man with disheveled hair was reading an ancient book while eating a mantou.

From time to time, he also sipped some soup.

The old man was unkempt, wearing casual attire.

In contrast, the other experts in the Black Prison were uniformly dressed, neat and tidy.

"Warden, what book are you reading?" Atticus Marsh smiled, approaching the old man and examining him.

"Nothing much, just some old relics that you all wouldn't care about." The old man picked up the soup bowl, took a big gulp, then wiped his mouth with his sleeve, closing the book, and turned his head to ask, "The prisoner is held on the first floor. I've managed the Black Prison for two hundred and ten years, and I've never seen such a strange person. This Undead Tribe, too strong."

"I'm here just to take a look at that individual. Warden, this time Mr. Marsh is here to take Lishan Laogui away." Atticus Marsh lowered his voice, speaking.

He was royalty, while the old man was merely the warden, an official of the Black Pine League.

However, Atticus Marsh's demeanor was extremely respectful.

"Lishan Laogui?" The old man stood up abruptly, frowning, "No way! Absolutely not!"

This attitude was a stark contrast from his previous calm demeanor!

"I know, during the capture of Lishan Laogui back then, your master and senior brother were both unfortunately killed. But now, the Black Pine League is facing an unprecedented crisis; if we want to break the impasse, we must utilize Lishan Laogui!" Atticus Marsh explained patiently.

Back then, despite being heavily injured, Lishan Laogui fought fiercely in the face of the Black Pine League's encirclement, killing seven Great Grandmasters!

Among them were the warden Melvin Marsh's master and senior brother.

In the memory of that generation of martial artists, Lishan Laogui was the Devil!

Shura!

Once he sees the light of day again, he will undoubtedly bring countless disasters to the world!

The Black Pine League would suffer terribly, with blood flowing like rivers!

No one wanted to see such a situation.

In fact, if it weren't for Hussein Cook colluding with Boulevard Mountain for an assassination, putting every major family of the Black Pine League on edge and making them comply with the royal decree.

Using Lishan Laogui would have been impossible.

The members of those major families would never agree.

The old ghost was a demon!

Once released, there would surely be a bloodbath.

If the Black Pine League fell, another king would stand up.

If the royal family perished, a new one would certainly arise.

And they would still control vast territories and alliances.

For any leader anywhere wanting to control this land, they are indispensable.

But now, the situation is different.

Hussein Cook's foolish actions made the Black Pine League a one-voice court in Neolle Leocadia for a while.

At least until this matter is clarified, no one dares to bear the pressure of opposing the royal family's decision.

The warden's attitude is the best proof.

Everyone feared Lishan Laogui.

Even as strong as the warden, he was worried.

"You didn't personally participate in that battle back then, so you don't know how tragic it was." Melvin Marsh closed his eyes, seemingly recalling that traumatic experience, "The royal family only saw the casualty numbers; they had no idea the effort and cost we paid to capture Lishan Laogui! The king back then didn't even have the courage to see my master's body because... it was shattered, completely shattered."

Recalling the past, Melvin Marsh slowly clenched his fists, tears flashing in his cloudy eyes.

He wore a face of sorrow, his body involuntarily tense.

"Back then, Lishan Laogui was severely injured! If a healthy Lishan Laogui were to be released now, we wouldn't know what price we'd pay to capture him again!"

"I hope the royal family makes a prudent decision!"

These words were expected by Atticus Marsh long ago.

In the eyes of those in the Black Pine League, Lishan Laogui was synonymous with Shura!

Bloodthirsty, slaughter!

A devil, not a human.

"Lishan Laogui is said to be the closest person to proving the Way! The sins of washing the martial arts world in blood remain vivid. But this time, we must use him against our enemies. Against those who attempt to crush my Black Pine League!"

Atticus Marsh placed his right hand on Melvin Marsh's shoulder, speaking in a deep voice, "Only the strong have a voice."

"Ah." Melvin Marsh sighed, waved his hand, and said, "Go, go. If Lishan Laogui brings disaster to my Black Pine League, I will be the first to die in battle, never to escape!"

"Warden, your righteousness!" Atticus Marsh gave a thumbs-up, whispering, "I dare to use him because we have a Ten Temple Yama Formation! Lishan Laogui trapped inside will definitely not come out! As long as those Boulevard Mountain people also enter the formation, we can catch them all at once!"

"If that's true, I have overthought. But I still have to remind you that Lishan Laogui is extremely fierce, far beyond an ordinary person. Using him requires utmost caution." After his warning, Melvin Marsh picked up the book on the table again, gently wiping it with his sleeve.

This was a book written by Cold Nelson in his early years.

"Loyalty is the precondition of the Ten Thousand Mountain Alliance's strength."

The entrance to the Black Prison is in the grand hall.

In the center of the hall, there is a door; opening this door reveals an elevator.

The entire Black Prison initially only had eighteen floors.

The inmates are imprisoned on different levels depending on their strength.

But after Lishan Laogui was captured, the Black Pine League constructed the nineteenth floor.

It holds only Lishan Laogui.

Every level of the building is incredibly sturdy.

As long as the only exit is sealed, no matter how strong one is, it's impossible to get out.

The elevator slowly descended.

Atticus Marsh stood in the glass elevator, looking at each level of the prison.

Finally.

The elevator stopped at the nineteenth floor.

Here it is already over a hundred meters from the ground.

Dark, damp.

Cold!

As the elevator door opened, Atticus Marsh's body somewhat resisted the chill.

"Who!"

Suddenly.

In the darkness.

A bone-chilling voice echoed.

"Old ghost, how does the taste of this dungeon feel?" Atticus Marsh covered his nose and mouth, frowning, as he walked inside.

Clack!

The light switched on.

A strong man was chained inside the cell.

Over his head, there were nine tripods!

Nine tripods pressing one man!

Using the fortunes of the Black Pine League and Boulevard Mountain to suppress Lishan Laogui!

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