Shui Ling'er held the bamboo sword made for him by his master, quietly slipped to the side of the mountain, stepped on the sword and flew into the air, and walked against the wind.

Originally, he was not proficient in wind control techniques, and it was the first time he went out of the mountain alone, so his heart was "sudden" and he was beating very hard.

He tried his best to control his feet, for fear that he would lose his balance when the wind blew and fall off his sword.

In addition to standing firm, he had to keep his eyes on the front so as not to go the wrong way.

Despite the difficulty, he still hoped that he could fly as fast as possible, in order to save his master's life before it was too late.

So he kept chanting in his heart: "Brother Jiangnan, you must wait for me, don't wait for me to arrive, but you are already gone!" ”

Gradually, the air around him grew colder and colder, and the atmosphere became eerie, and he wondered if he was almost at his destination. Sure enough, it didn't take long for the strangely shaped fragmented mountain to appear in front of me.

I saw that the mountain peak was surrounded by a cloud of gray miasma, and from time to time strange birds were whistling and flying around.

Leaning over, desperate screams continued to be heard from the mountain, echoing among the peaks, making people shudder. On the side of the rock, bursts of black smoke rose and sank from the mire, and you could smell it from afar, and the mud in the mire emitted a gloomy and pungent stench.

Is this the fairy mountain standing at the southern zenith? Even if it's a netherworld, I'm afraid it's just that, right?

Shui Ling'er couldn't resist the fear in her heart, trembling, and wanted to turn around and escape. But as soon as this thought came to mind, the master's face appeared in front of him, and he immediately restrained his panic, stood still, kicked the bamboo sword hard, and drove into the Zhili Mountain.

Entering the mountain, the peaks are sharp and strangely shaped, like countless rusty broken blades, and although they have been abandoned, they still make people feel that if they accidentally hit them, they will be shredded.

Shui Ling'er put away the bamboo sword and looked around for Jiang Nanzimo's traces.

The deeper you go, the more terrifying the sight is.

He saw a man hanging from almost every mountain, these people were ragged and covered in blood, and the strange birds were still pecking at them. And the most terrifying thing is that even if the flesh and blood of these people are eaten by the strange birds, they can't die, they just keep twisting their bodies and moaning loudly in pain.

He remembered that Yan Xian had told him that this was the Immortal Prison, where prisoners from several realms other than the human realm were held. So those people have committed wrongs and are being imprisoned here? If that's the case, what is Brother Jiangnan doing in this kind of place?

He had a lot of questions in his mind. But for the sake of the master, you can't retreat, you can only move forward step by step.

As he was walking, suddenly a black mass flew past the tip of his nose, causing him to scream in fright and fall to the ground. Again, the thing had come to rest on a strange rock in front of him, and it was a large, eagle-beaked bat.

The bat held its head proudly high, its blood-red eyes staring at him slantedly, as if to signal something to him.

Shui Ling'er pressed her chest to prevent her wildly beating heart from popping out of her mouth.

"You...... Are you looking for me? He asked the bat.

The bat shook its head, as if motioning for him to go with it. So he began to follow the bat.

After a while, I came to a cave. The swamp gas at the entrance of the cave was steaming, and a puddle of muddy water was blood-colored, and a trace of heat was bubbling up. The cat lowered her waist and climbed in with the bat through the hole, and then found that her eyes suddenly opened up.

It turned out to be a huge karst cave, and the roof of the cave grew countless stalactites of different shapes, which accumulated over a long period of time, growing layer upon layer, and naturally falling. Among the stalactites, there are countless bat nests, and huge hawksbill bats hang upside down on the roof of the cave, as if they are sleeping soundly.

When they arrived at the cave, the bat that led the way jumped a few times, and then flew into the depths and disappeared, leaving Shui Ling'er standing at the entrance of the cave, and his little face turned pale with fright. Compared to the Xuanbing Cave, this place was more than ten times more terrifying, but he could only bite the bullet and break in.

The further he walked in, the darker it became, and from time to time unknown creatures brushed past his feet or beside him.

He took out the fire fold from his bosom and blew it up, thinking by the light of the fire that he had not gone far, because the scene around him was still similar to when he first entered, and the most he saw were stalactites and hawksbill bats.

But looking further, it seemed to be connected to another cave, and there was a faint glow of fire. Shui Ling'er became curious, and continued to walk towards the firelight with the fire fold, and sure enough, he came to another cave.