C453 Successfully Bondedearth!
C453 Successfully Bondedearth!
Although Shen Jun was the one who started all of this, he was also the one who eliminated a potential time bomb for them.
At the very least.
Now that they were in his territory, a single Heifeng was enough to deal with eight of them, not to mention Shen Jun, who was unfathomable.
Humans would take the initiative to find an excuse to make themselves feel better when they encountered such a situation that they could not fight back.
Although the Brahma Immortal Palace had been destroyed, it was just an external object. As long as the Immortal Lords were still alive, their disciples were still alive, and the experts of the upper echelons were still alive, it would not take more than a few years for them to rebuild the palace.
Otherwise, they might as well... listen to what the other party had to say first.
The eight Immortal Lords looked at each other and made a decision.
"Shen Jun, tell us, what do you want us to do so that you will let us out?" The Brahma Immortal Lord stood out once again and asked his brothers on behalf of himself.
"Do you see the detention center over there? Take your subordinates and pick a room you like to stay in."
"The spiritual energy here is abundant. You just need to cultivate. Don't worry about anything else and don't ask anything."
"When I need you to do something, I will show up." Shen Jun pointed to the huge detention center behind him and ordered with an indifferent expression.
Such an attitude and order undoubtedly made the eight Immortal Lords feel great humiliation.
We are Immortal Lords! We are experts at the peak of False Immortal Stage! We are the ones in charge of the Immortal Palace!
Today, we are inferior to them. Even if you want to kill us, you should at least give us some respect.
Even if you want to use us, you should at least give us some attention, right?
Throwing us into a corner like a broken sack, don't you think that you are looking down on us too much?
Furthermore, Brahma Immortal Lord looked at the area of the detention center over there. There were clearly tens of thousands of humans and Demonic Beasts locked up inside.
And then he looked at his own side.
There were more than twenty thousand people here.
This place couldn't even fit them all.
If they really wanted to live here, they would have to squeeze into a small single room with more than ten people.
Shen Jun wouldn't be so cruel to this extent, right?
The eight Immortal Lords looked at each other, and they could see the worry in the other people's eyes.
If they really couldn't do it, why don't we ask Shen Jun to give us a place to live?
There were more than twenty thousand disciples here, and they were all cultivators. We can also build an Imperial Prison for ourselves.
Shen Jun looked at the hesitation on the faces of the eight Immortal Lords. How could he not know what they were thinking?
Building an Imperial Prison for themselves?
If we really let you build it yourself, would it still be called an Imperial Prison? It would probably be a palace!
With a wave of his hand.
The Power of World was activated, and the ground immediately began to rumble.
Immediately after, several tall and magnificent buildings broke through the soil and rose up like bamboo shoots after the rain!
The ones that grew out of the ground were really growing out of the ground.
In just a few seconds, dozens of tall prison towers were completed.
Not to mention the 20,000 or 30,000 people here, even if there were hundreds of thousands of people, it would still be more than enough.
Shen Jun's disciples did not feel much about this kind of exaggerated extravagance.
In the Wasteland Small World, his Master had created too many miracles, so many that they were numb to it.
Not to mention a few prison buildings.
Even if his Master were to duplicate a piece of Azure Wood Continent, they would not be surprised.
His Master had said before that in this place, he was an omnipotent god of creation.
Since he was already an all-knowing and all-encompassing god of creation, could there be anything that could stump him?
Of course, Shen Jun's disciples were not surprised, but that did not mean that the others could be as calm as them.
Not to mention the ordinary disciples of the Immortal Palace.
The eight Immortal Lords at the side all had their mouths wide open and their eyes wide open, as if they had seen a ghost in broad daylight.
How terrifying!
It was really too terrifying!
"Alright, the houses have been built, and there's nothing for me to do anymore. You guys can arrange these people, and go do what you need to do. I still have things to do, so I'll be leaving first."
After the dozens of prison towers rose from the ground, Shen Jun turned around and disappeared from everyone's sight.
"Hurry up and do your work. I still have to go into seclusion."
"You guys are busy. I still have something to do, so I'll be leaving first."
"Wow, Eldest Senior Sister! You're so mean!"
His disciples were busy working, but Shen Jun himself did not leave the Wasteland Small World.
He avoided everyone and even isolated this space, making it into an extremely concealed secret room.
With a thought, the milky white ball of light appeared once again.
A figure gradually condensed and formed.
When the ball of light dissipated, the person who was revived looked around with a blank expression.
But when he saw Shen Jun standing in front of him, he immediately scurried a few meters back like a frightened rabbit.
The black-clothed young man bowed his body and stared at Shen Jun in front of him with his eyes like a beast. "Where is this place? Where did you bring me to?!"
"I... I remember that I am already dead."
"Shen Jun! I have already arrived at the netherworld, and you still don't want to let me go?!"
The black-clothed young man roared, his voice filled with unwillingness and hatred.
Looking at his appearance, Shen Jun did not feel any heartache, nor did he feel pity.
This person was the traitorous disciple of his.
Ren Xuantian.
"Netherworld? A person like you should indeed go there and be tortured for eternity." Shen Jun shouted coldly, "Ren Xuantian! You betrayed your master and your ancestors, and you still don't know how to repent!"
"Hahahaha! That's right. The Underworld is just a story you made up to trick the children." Ren Xuantian laughed maniacally, "Rejoice? You have the nerve to tell me that you are repentant? I, Ren Xuantian, have today all thanks to your greedy and vicious master!"
"You actually used such a method to save my life. What do you want? You want to find out where your remaining disciples are? Hahahaha, that's simply wishful thinking!"
"Even if you kill me with a thousand cuts, don't even think about prying out half a word from my mouth! Just continue to worry about it! Hahahaha."
Ren Xuantian laughed loudly, as if he was the one who had the initiative.
He knew his master too well.
Since he had fallen into his hands, there was no way he could escape. It was impossible for him to let him go.
Alive?
That was not even an extravagant hope. It could only be considered a fantasy.
To be able to die a good death was already the best luck.
Just as Ren Xuantian was about to mobilize the Spiritual Force and plan to use self-detonation to perish together with Shen Jun.
Shen Jun suddenly laughed.
"That's right. If it was in the past, the Underworld might really be just a story to scare children."
"But now... I can make it come back to life from the story!"
Bang!
As soon as he finished speaking, Shen Jun stomped heavily on the ground.
In an instant, the ground cracked, revealing a bottomless abyss.
Just like that, the two of them fell straight down.
After the initial shock, Ren Xuantian immediately tried to change the direction of the Spiritual Force, wanting to fly up.
But he could not do it.
His Spiritual Force was still able to function normally, and there was nothing wrong with his body.
But he could not use any strength at all!
Such a strange situation made him feel fear.
As the two of them fell deeper and deeper, the air also gradually became hotter.
That was the temperature of the Purgatory lava!
"Do you still remember the story I told you back then?" Shen Jun placed his hands behind his back and said indifferently, "The first level, the Purgatory of Oil."
Plop!
Without warning, a hot oil wok appeared under Ren Xuantian's body, and he fell into it directly.
"Ahhhhh! Hot! So hot! Ahhhhh!"
A miserable scream echoed throughout the huge abyss. Ren Xuantian rolled around in the boiling oil, and his body, which was originally invulnerable to swords and spears, now became no different from a mortal. His Spiritual Force could not be used at all.
And this was just the beginning.
"The second level, the Purgatory of Tongue."
The miserable scream stopped abruptly.
It was not that Ren Xuantian was burned to death by the boiling oil, but he was still struggling and struggling.
But he could not speak.
A complete tongue slowly floated up to the surface of the oil.
"The third level, the Purgatory of Thorns."
"The fourth level, the Purgatory of Blade Mountain."
Just like that, Shen Jun stood in front of the big oil pot and watched Ren Xuantian being fried by the boiling oil while enduring eighteen different kinds of torture.
He had never thought of interrogating his rebellious disciple.
In the Wasteland Small World, there was nothing he didn't know.
The moment the other party revived, Shen Jun had silently searched his soul.
Ren Xuantian himself did not know that he no longer had any secrets in front of Shen Jun.
As for these punishments?
Bullying the master, betraying the sect.
This was the outcome you deserved.
At this moment, the system's voice suddenly rang out.
"Ding dong, reminding host."
"The Wasteland Small World has successfully bound the Earth Plane!"