Seeing the records in the ancient scrolls, an incomparably vast realm of immortal cultivation emerged in Ye Mo's mind.

"The Immortal Cultivation Realm is so vast, the Kyushu Human Race and the East Sea Demon Clan are just fighting in this sea area. In addition to the Kyushu Continent and the East China Sea, there are even more mysterious lands of the Four Realms. However, what level of cultivation do you have to reach, and where do you have the opportunity to go?"

Ye Mo was shocked, exhaled deeply, and hid all these questions in his heart.

He rolled the ancient scroll up again, took a deep look at the almost dilapidated ancient ancestral worship hall, and a different emotion rose in his heart.

If he hadn't stumbled here, he might never have known that there was an ancient scroll that recorded the great secret of heaven and earth.

Ye Mo waved his hand and left this ancient hall with Gao Yan, Wang Hu and the others who were vigilantly guarding around him. What he saw today, he could only bury it deep in his heart.

According to the ancient scroll's record of the Four Realms, Ye Mo had a trace of worry about his Immortal Town.

Even if he is now the city lord of Ye Clan's Immortal Town, he is still at the bottom of the immortal cultivation realm, far inferior to those Yuanying cultivators who crisscross the East China Sea immortal cultivation realm. Not to mention the ancient monks, there are also the mysterious Four Realms.

There is still a very long way to go!

Leaving the Ancient Hall of Ancestor Worship, Ye Mo took out a remnant map of the Purple Sword Immortal Palace, which was very clearly marked with some Immortal Palace addresses. Unfortunately, this fragment is not complete, only less than a third. Even with a map in hand, he couldn't recognize the road in front of him.

Ye Mo was a little helpless.

Being in such a strange place, and the only map in his hand was of no use, he had to rely on his instincts to find it again.

In the Purple Sword Immortal Palace, there are a large number of palaces, which can accommodate hundreds of thousands of monks. The roads here are well-connected and look similar in many places.

Ye Mo and the five of them walked for a while, and saw a black iron gate of unknown material in front of them, and the iron door was extremely dark and dark, and a deep aura was revealed.

There was a sign reading "Prison" hanging on the iron gate, and next to it was written "The torture hall is heavy, and idlers should not approach."

"This seems to be a fairy palace dungeon?

Wang Hu looked inside and said in surprise.

"This is the place where the prisoners are held, I don't know if there are resentful spirits in the road You are guarding this door, I will go in and search alone, although the value of the dungeon is not much, but since you are here, go in and have a look, so as not to miss anything"

Ye Mo pondered for a moment and said in a deep voice.

"Brother Ye, it's too dangerous for you to go in alone, let's go in together"

Wang Hu was anxious and hurriedly said.

"The city lord knows how to thunder, even if he encounters a resentful spirit in the dungeon, he can deal with it. A few of us will be holding back when we go in, but it will distract the city lord and stay here."

Chang Fei immediately persuaded him.

Wang Hu was stunned for a moment, thinking about it, so he didn't insist on following in.

Ye Mo asked the four of them to guard the iron door, which was covered with dust, and a rusty lock hung weakly on the door.

He reached out and grabbed the big lock, and with a slight shock, the rusty big lock ended his long life and became in half.

With a squeak, the iron door was gently pulled open, and a feeble moan came out.

Ye Mo opened the iron door and went in alone along the gloomy tunnel.

Looking around, there are indeed square prisons on both sides of the surrounding, which continue until the end, and it is estimated that there are no less than hundreds.

Most of these prisons were made of refined iron, which was extremely hard, each iron bar was the thickness of an arm, and dozens of iron bars formed an iron fence.

Inside the iron fence, there was not even a single straw, only a simple stone platform, which was probably a place for the monks to meditate and rest. After 10,000 years, most of these cells have accumulated dust, and some cracked rice bowls lie quietly in the corners, looking very lonely.

Ye Mo entered the depths of the prison step by step, he carefully inspected these cells, and found that it was not just the iron fences that were refined with dark iron, there were faint traces of prohibition on these iron fences, and the strength of the prisoners who were once imprisoned here was definitely not low.

In addition to the prohibition on the iron fence, the handcuffs and anklets hanging on the wall also have traces of being burned and prohibited.

I don't know what kind of prisoner is written in Lu Dao's detention, it must be a monk with profound mana, otherwise there is no need to use so many prohibitions as an aid.

Soon, when they came to the end, they found that there was a small corner, and after the corner there was a portal to walk down, which was also locked with an iron door. It is estimated to be the second floor of the dungeon.

Ye Mo concocted the same method, directly opened the iron door, and walked down the stairs. The staircase is very long, and the whole staircase curves down to the bottom.

Suddenly, he faintly heard a voice from the depths of the dungeon.

This voice appeared suddenly, without the slightest warning, and suddenly there was a creepy feeling behind him. The sudden sound made the atmosphere of the entire underground cell extremely eerie.

"How can there be a sound? Even if it is a Yuanying Monk, it is impossible to live for 10,000 years to have anything in it

Ye Mo was taken aback in his heart.

The cells here are different from the ones above, with only a few large cells. A large number of prohibitions have been sealed on the cell, and even after 10,000 years, it still radiates light.

The voice came from the innermost cell.

Ye Mo cautiously restrained his breath and approached the cell, so as not to alarm the other party.

The voice went from being choppy and indistinct to being legible, and the tone sounded very angry and intense.

"Brute...... It was in vain that I raised you all my life, and I actually betrayed my teacher."

"Ahh

"Master Zu, I was wrong, I did wrong"

A sentence came out of it, and it was a very abrupt change, without the slightest coherence, just after saying a sentence, Ye Mo wanted to listen to the details, but he didn't expect him to become another sentence that was not the same, the preface did not match the afterword, and there was no logic.

He reached the door of the cell, and the voice continued, looking anxious, angry, and insane.

Ye Mo looked in from the door, but found that the person who spoke made him a little surprised.

Inside the prison was the dry bones of an ancient monk, it was dead, and it was not it that spoke. It was an illusory figure, without a physical body, just wandering in this cell.

"The Ancient Wraith, but this Wraith seems to be a little different from the one I saw before......"

Ye Mo was shocked.

The spirits have almost no form, they all exist in the form of divine thoughts. The form of the divine mind can be simulated in the form of a human form, or even other forms, but there is generally no self-consciousness.

The resentful spirit that was destroyed by Ye Mo before did not have spiritual intelligence itself, and completely relied on instinct to attack the primordial spirit of other living beings and absorb the energy to survive.

But this resentful spirit shocked Ye Mo.

It obviously has a lot of intelligence, and it also has memories of life?

"How is this possible?"

This discovery made Ye Mo unbelievable.

"Who?

At this moment, the resentful spirit that kept wandering in the cell suddenly turned its head and looked at the door of the cell. It was suddenly very calm, and it didn't look like it was crazy before.

Ye Mo was stared at by the resentful spirit, and his heart was cold. I didn't expect this resentful spirit's sensing power to be so strong, he had already restrained his breath, and he was actually discovered at once.

Fortunately, this cell is arranged with a prohibition. Ye Mo also knew thunder spells, and he wasn't too afraid of it.

"Where are you from, and why did you come here?"

The ancient wraith said lightly, not trying to break out of the cell to attack him.

Ye Mo said cautiously with a bit of respect: "Junior Ye Mo, I strayed into this place. I don't know who the predecessors of Lu Dao are? Why are you here?"

The resentful spirit obviously didn't expect Ye Mo to be so calm, it floated to the door of the cell and carefully observed Ye Mo

"You don't even know the old man, you are definitely not a disciple of the Purple Sword Palace, this is the forbidden place of the Purple Sword Immortal Palace, and those guys who are not allowed to enter the torture hall by any outsiders, how could they let you in?"

The wraith said with a hint of coldness in his tone.

Hearing him say this, Ye Mo's heart calmed down, at least he had concluded that this resentful spirit had no malicious intent. In other words, it is very sensible, and does not kill at will like other unconscious resentful spirits.

"Senior, the Purple Sword Immortal Palace no longer exists. ”

Ye Mo was silent for a moment, but still said.

He was a little strange, the resentful spirit in front of him knew that the Purple Sword Immortal Palace had been destroyed. Or most likely, it didn't know that the Purple Sword Immortal Palace had fallen.

Sure enough, as soon as his words fell, the ancient resentful spirit fell into a sluggish state, trembling slightly, and kept repeating a sentence, "How can this be the impossible?

Ye Mo was secretly surprised. This ancient resentful spirit obviously didn't know the news that the Purple Sword Immortal Palace had perished. Then it should be locked up in this dungeon before the fall of the Purple Sword Immortal Palace.

The Ancient Wraith kept repeating the words, as if it had been hit hard, its tone was crazy, and there were some uncontrollable signs in its spirit.

Ye Mo pinched the magic trick in his hand and was ready to shoot at any time.

This resentful spirit locked in the dungeon is definitely not easy to deal with when it goes berserk, and it is definitely much stronger than the previous resentful spirit. If it breaks through the cell, it won't be easy to deal with when it comes out.

Ye Mo slowly retreated without a trace, leaving enough room for himself to react, the mana of his whole body was already ready to attack, as long as there was a sign of trying to attack, he would strike first.

Suddenly, the resentful spirit seemed to sense that Ye Mo was about to leave, and his original self-talk came to an abrupt end.

It was like a gust of wind, crashing against the bars of the cell.

With a loud bang, the cell suddenly erupted with a burst of golden light, which shook violently.

Ye Mo's heart tightened, and he was about to make a move in his hand, but he didn't expect the resentful spirit to speak.

"You, you're lying to me, aren't you? The Purple Sword Immortal Palace has been eternal, how can it perish, who do you say you are?

The ancient resentful spirit's eyes widened, staring directly at Ye Mo, as if he wanted to find the truth in Ye Mo's eyes