God Prison

Niu Thirteen couldn't help but let out a painful cry. He lowered his head and saw that his right chest had been punctured by a fist, and blood was flowing from it.    

This late stage God Realm Soul Devourer took out his left hand from Niu Thirteen's right chest. He licked the blood on his left hand.    

"Don't worry, it's just a hole in your body. It's not fatal. In a few hours at most, you will die from excessive blood loss!"    

"Ahh, it's not good to have your cultivation sealed. You can't even stop the bleeding, and you can only watch as your blood dries out and dies!"    

"Yo, it seems like the speed of the blood flow isn't fast, let me make it bigger!"    

With that, this late stage god person, the Soul Devouring Tribe, opened up a large hole in the wound on Niu Thirteen's right chest, revealing his internal organs!    

"You've played it big …"    

Niu Thirteen painfully whispered.    

"What did you say?"    

The Soul Devouring Tribe member, who was in the late stage of the second stage of the God Realm, approached Niu Thirteen with his head slightly tilted, as he asked in puzzlement.    

"I said we played it big!"    

Niu Thirteen suddenly raised his head and looked at the Soul Devouring Race, who was at the late stage of the Second Stage.    

The look in Niu Thirteen's eyes scared the late stage God Human Realm, the Soul Devouring Race.    

"Humph, your cultivation has already been sealed, and you're still looking at me so arrogantly!"    

This late stage god man, the Soul Devourer, ruthlessly punched Niu Thirteen in the left chest.    

He was very displeased by the look in Niu Thirteen's eyes. It was as if he were a prisoner, and Niu Thirteen was clearly a prisoner!    

"Haha …"    

Niu Thirteen suddenly laughed, causing this late stage God Realm, Soul Devouring Race to have an extremely unsightly expression.    

"What are you laughing for!"    

He coldly looked at Niu Thirteen.    

"I ask you, what is the purpose of your Soul Devouring Tribe capturing the genius of Sinful Gorge? Tell me!"    

Niu Thirteen suddenly said as he looked calmly at the Soul Devourer, who was at the late stage of Stage Two.    

His calm expression did not match his right chest, which was bleeding profusely. It was as if the huge bloody hole was not his!    

"Pretending to be ghosts!"    

This late stage god man, the Soul Devouring Tribe, was scared stiff by Niu Thirteen's gaze. However, when he thought about how Niu Thirteen's cultivation had been sealed, he became even more daring!    

"Tell me!"    

Niu Thirteen's voice once again rang out calmly. This time, it was so calm that it was terrifying. It made the late stage God Realm, Soul Devouring Race's scalp tingle. He felt a trace of danger.    

He took a few steps back and looked at Niu Thirteen seriously.    

He noticed that there was a black blade-shaped mark on Niu Thirteen's forehead.    

"You …"    

He immediately recognized the black blade-shaped mark on the center of Niu Thirteen's forehead. It was the exact knife that he had used to send the cannonball flying!    

It was a very terrifying blade!    

He had a very deep impression of this saber. After all, it was possible to split apart a cannon ball that could kill an ordinary late Divine Lord realm powerhouse!    

This was sufficient to show the terror of the blade. In fact, if he was not mistaken, the blade was an Imperial Armament!    

Now that he saw the black blade-shaped mark on Niu Thirteen's forehead, he immediately recalled that it was that terrifying blade!    

The late stage God Realm Soul Devouring Race quickly retreated. He finally understood why he felt danger!    

He wanted to leave this place, so he quickly flew towards the exit.    

"Too late!"    

Niu Thirteen's calm voice came from the darkness.    

Then, a ray of black light flew out from between Niu Thirteen's eyebrows.