A dead man's body wouldn't bleed like that. Even if there were blood, the color wouldn't be so fresh.

The Southern Heavenly King wasn't dead!

At least, he was still alive when we saw him.

According to Lao Gutou, the Southern Heavenly King had been missing for at least ten years.

A living person, nailed up in a secret chamber like a puppet for over a decade?

How did he survive?

As I was staring at the Southern Heavenly King, he suddenly stopped moving. His gaze clearly brushed past my shoulder and looked at the crowd behind me.

Before I could turn around, I heard a sound like flesh being torn behind me. When I turned my head, the prisoner not far from me had the corners of his mouth split open as if cut with a knife, each reaching to his ears. His eyes were bulging out of their sockets.

The companions beside the man retreated one after another. Su Su sent a voice transmission to me: "Don't move! Your current position is the safest."

In my eyes, nothing had changed except for someone being harmed.

However, in Su Su's eyes, Ye Yang and I were already surrounded by misfortune like a rising tide. Fortunately, with Su Su's blessing, we had good fortune protecting us, and the misfortune bypassed us.

If we moved our position at this time, we would undoubtedly be actively inviting misfortune.

After Lao Gutou and the others retreated, the man whose mouth had been cut open suddenly let out a series of strange laughs, and blood gushed out of the corners of his mouth.

Lao Gutou exclaimed, "He's been hit by the Seven Emotions and Six Desires Curse. Don't let him stare at you! Get behind him and kill him."

Lao Gutou led the other prisoners around to the man's back, but I stood still.

Although the man was laughing strangely, I heard another emotion in his laughter.

There was clearly a hint of schadenfreude in his laughter. Did he think we would soon become like him?

The Southern Heavenly King!

I quietly turned my head and glanced at the Southern Heavenly King, who was still spinning in circles. Although he was grinning, only half of his tongue remained in his mouth.

The Southern Heavenly King wasn't like the top-tier immortals. Although he was imprisoned here, his secret arts hadn't been completely abolished. Just now, that one glance controlled the warlock whose mouth had been cut open.

However, he didn't dare to speak, and could only vent his emotions with laughter.

The devil in the iron prison had arrived; he was among us, so the Southern Heavenly King didn't dare to speak.

Lao Gutou's men quickly circled behind the man, and several of them struck his back at the same time. Lao Gutou even threw a punch from a distance at the man's head.

The man clearly knew that death was coming from behind, but he still laughed incessantly.

At this moment, I heard a feeling of liberation in his laughter.

Before I had time to distinguish whether my judgment was correct or not, the man was beaten beyond recognition by the combined heavy blows of several prisoners.

At this moment, Ye Yang suddenly used his toe to pick up a blue brick from the ground, and then kicked it in the air towards the still-spinning Southern Heavenly King.

With a gust of wind, the blue brick hit the Southern Heavenly King hard in the face just as he turned his head.

Blood splattered several feet above the ground, and the Southern Heavenly King fell to the ground on his back.

Although his body had landed, his feet were still kicking in the air.

At first glance, he looked like a puppet that had fallen to the ground before its spring had run out.

The Southern Heavenly King's heels tapped on the ground, but the environment of the secret chamber did not change at all.

Everyone looked at Ye Yang, and Lao Gutou asked in a trembling voice, "Mr. Ye, has this layer of mechanism been opened?"

Ye Yang said, "The mechanism has been broken, but the door hasn't opened."

"Bullshit!" Someone cursed loudly, "Gu Laoda, you shouldn't have believed him."

"These two don't have any real skills. They're just pretending to be experts, pretending to be grandmasters, bringing us all down here, and letting them order us around. In fact, they're just sending us to our deaths!"

"If you have to fill the road with human lives, who can call themselves a master?"

"Let them go in front, and we'll watch. I can also tell where the mechanisms are!"

"Shut up!" Lao Gutou was indeed reprimanding the other man, but he stood still.

He hesitated.

He was also doubting Ye Yang's abilities.

I said calmly, "Lao Gutou, you haven't forgotten what you said before, have you? Shouldn't you show some sincerity now?"

Lao Gutou hesitated and said, "Hall Master Li, this matter..."

I sneered and said, "Lao Gutou, I'll tell you the truth. If one more person dies here, the others can all go down. That person isn't necessarily anyone in particular, but his death will definitely be the same as the Southern Heavenly King's."

I pointed to the man who had spoken and said, "If the person who dies is him, then there's nothing to say. I wouldn't bother arguing with a dead man."

"If the person who dies isn't him, then I'll see how much your promise, Lao Gutou, is worth."

"This..." Lao Gutou gritted his teeth and said, "Hall Master Li, how long do you think we have to wait before we see the result?"