God Prison

1Nan Gong Jue's aged silhouette slowly appeared in the horizon as he walked over step by step.    

    

In the blink of an eye, he had arrived at the side of the Sinful Gorge geniuses.    

    

All of the sinners' geniuses looked at Nangong Jue with respect and adoration. Nangong Jue slowly walked to the spear's side.    

    

Then, he stretched out an old hand and grabbed the spear, pulling it out of the ground in an instant.    

    

Nangong Jue held onto a long spear in one hand, and the corpse of a great elder of the Soul Devouring Race strung on the other.    

    

This scene was very domineering.    

    

In these ruins, he was like an old war god, majestic and handsome, as if he had returned to the peak of his youth.    

    

A trace of nostalgia and sadness flashed across his eyes.    

    

All of the sinners' geniuses looked at him with reverence.    

    

Nan Gong's expression was indifferent as he looked at the corpse of the Soul Devouring Race Supreme Elder that was lying on the spear.    

    

Then, he picked up this corpse and slowly walked towards the sinful geniuses. In the end, his aged voice rang in the ears of all the sinful geniuses.    

    

"Follow me!"    

    

After he finished speaking, he held the spear in his hand and walked forward, carrying the corpse of the great elder of the Soul Devouring Race with him.    

    

All the sinners' geniuses followed behind Nangong Jue obediently.    

    

They did not understand why they were following Nangong Jue. However, since Nangong Jue was so strong, they naturally chose to follow him.    

    

They were in such a dangerous situation. If they followed the powerful Nan Gong Jue, they might be able to survive.    

    

The eyes of Nan Gong Jue were filled with a vicissitudes of life. He stared at the Bodhi Fruit in front of him, as a trace of sadness appeared in his eyes.    

    

However, he instantly regained his calm. The sorrow in the depths of his eyes was hidden by him to an extremely deep extent.    

    

At this moment, he was like a real old man, yet very domineering.    

    

Soon, he arrived in front of the Bodhi tree.    

    

At this point, he stopped and threw the long spear in his hand towards the Bodhi tree.    

    

The spear instantly pierced through the transparent white barrier protecting the Bodhi tree. The transparent white barrier trembled for a moment.    

    

Then, a trace of white energy flowed down the spear and into the corpse of the Soul Devouring Race expert on the spear.    

    

The corpse of the Soul Devouring Race Supreme Elder withered at a speed visible to the naked eye. Finally, it turned into a pile of blood-red dust.    

    

The light slowly sprinkled onto the ground. After absorbing the corpse of this great elder of the Soul Devouring Tribe, the translucent barrier that protected the surface of the Bodhi tree instantly erupted with a terrifying white light.    

    

The red runes that were corroding it were melted like snow in the white light, turning into ashes in an instant.    

    

The transparent white defensive barrier on the surface of the Bodhi tree instantly became crystal clear and began to emit waves of precious light without the corrosion of the blood-red spell symbols.    

    

Niu Thirteen looked on in surprise at what Nangong Jue had done. In his heart, he was thinking about the corpse of the great elder of the Soul Devouring Tribe that had just been turned into ashes.    

    

"Snow, do you think this Soul Devouring Tribe Supreme Elder's corpse is the owner of the sky-blocking hand that was chasing us?"    

    

"That's him!"    

    

Xuanyuan Xue nodded her head in affirmation. She had already recognized this dead Soul Devouring Tribe Supreme Elder. He was the owner of the Heaven Shrouding Hand that had been chasing after her and Niu Thirteen.    

    

"Tsk tsk, that fellow was quite arrogant. In the end, he still died at the hands of the Nangong Clan's Great Elder. The Nangong Clan's Great Elder is truly amazing!"    

    

Niu Thirteen looked at Nangong Jue's elderly back with admiration. He felt that Nangong Jue was like an aged supreme being.    

    

Although he was already very old, he was still a powerful supreme being.    

    

He did not lose his heroic looks from his youth just because he was old.    

    

The Nan Gong Jue wielded a spear in one hand, as if he had returned to the peak of his youth. He was so domineering, so powerful.    

    

He preferred silence, but after his outburst, he was horribly frightened.    

    

As the saying goes, do not die in silence. Explosion as in silence, speaking of the current state of Nan Gong Jue.