Immortal Cultivating Dynasty

Yang Xuan was wearing black clothes. He stood at the entrance of the prison and looked up. Not long ago, this place had just been destroyed. But now, it had been repaired. After the upheaval in the capital, the soldiers stationed in the prison had long remembered Yang Xuan's face. When they saw Yang Xuan, they hurriedly bowed to him.    

"Greetings, Imperial Advisor."    

The soldier guarding the entrance of the prison knelt on one knee and lowered his head to show respect to Yang Xuan.    

Yang Xuan only nodded his head and walked towards the depths of the prison. Along the main road in the middle of the prison, Yang Xuan walked all the way inside. Finally, he stopped in front of a wall in the deepest part of the prison.    

Although this wall looked very old and worn, there was a faint fluctuation of Spiritual Force coming from it. Yang Xuan placed his hand on the wall, sensing the changes in the formation. It was not easy to crack the formation, although the butterfly among the ghost cultivators could open the passageway to the Imperial Prison. It was only by relying on his profound attainment that he could find the loophole in the formation. It was to make the formation lose its effectiveness for the time being. The person who set up this formation was very clever, and wanted to break it. It was not that easy.    

Yang Xuan carefully sensed the changes in the formation. As the formation continued to change, Yang Xuan finally found a flaw in the formation.    

"Now is the time."    

Yang Xuan opened his eyes and sent a strand of Spiritual Force into the formation. The secret sound transmission was a small technique used by cultivators to communicate. And now, Yang Xuan was using this technique.    

In the Imperial Prison, this independent spatial zone seemed somewhat oppressive. After all, it was a spatial zone created and not a real world. Even the sky was gloomy and grey.    

In a certain corner of the Imperial Prison. Lee Zong was with a tall man. A man with grey skin. The man's face was covered with scars, making him look extremely ugly. The gray-skinned man's name was Yue Wan. This was his life, and it was also his codename. No one knew. However, fifty years ago, Yue Wan's name was able to cure children's cries of the night.    

It was rumored that Yue Wan obtained a martial technique somewhere. After cultivation, it could make the skin as hard as rock. And that was how his greyish white skin came about. Relying on this strange martial skill, Yue Wan could even jump ranks to challenge experts who were one realm higher than him.    

When Yue Wan was at the Fifth Stage, he had already killed several Sixth Stage experts under his command.    

His skin was as hard as a rock. This skill might have given people the impression that it was indestructible. However, to Yue Wan, it had become the toughest handle of a long blade. Yue Wan came from an unknown small sect, his master died in revenge. He was also chased down the cliff. Two years later, he came out of the mountain again and killed everyone from the enemy sect in one breath. Even the child who was still in the swaddling clothes of the sect was thrown into the fire by him. After that, he began his ten years of exile. Whenever he was wanted by the Imperial Court, there would be people who would come looking for him. Some of these people were a whole realm higher than Yue Wan, but they still died in Yue Wan's hands.    

This situation continued until Lee Zong appeared, and after seeing him, yue Wan didn't mind. At that time, his strength had already reached the Sixth Stage. However, he hadn't even been able to withstand three of Lee Zong's strikes before he was grabbed by Lee Zong like a little chick.    

In the Imperial Prison, Lee Zong's body was glowing with a golden light, and he was fighting with Yue Wan with his bare upper body. Lee Zong's aura was raging, but it wasn't as powerful as before in the Imperial Prison. Obviously, in order to have a better fight with someone, * Hong Long...... *    

Yue Wan's fist landed on Lee Zong's body like a drum. It made a dull banging sound. However, Lee Zong's expression did not change. He grabbed Yue Wan's fist with his backhand and swung it at him. With just a backhand swing, it was as if he was swinging a sledgehammer, forcefully lifting Yue Wan up. After that, he heavily smashed onto the ground.    

A Spiritual Force was transmitted from the Imperial Prison to the outside world, and it was caught by Lee Zong with his keen senses.    

"Senior Li, I'm Yang Xuan. I don't know if you still remember me. If it's convenient, can you meet me? I have something I need your help with."    

Yang Xuan's voice was heard from the Spiritual Force, causing Lee Zong to frown slightly. He tilted his head and thought for a while, then remembered, "Yang Xuan, is it that young man with the Phoenix bloodline?"    

Lee Zong muttered to himself as he kicked Yue Wan's body, sending him far away. After that, he walked towards the direction of the Imperial Prison's formation.    

Yang Xuan stood quietly in front of the formation of Imperial Prison with a calm expression on his face. He wasn't in a hurry. After all, although Imperial Prison was the best place for him to improve his strength, it wasn't a big deal. But it's not the only option. However, the worst-case scenario that Yang Xuan had expected didn't happen. A wave of Spiritual Force fluctuation came from the front of the formation. Immediately after that, the formation of the Imperial Prison opened, and a small entrance appeared.    

Lee Zong walked out from the formation like a giant. He stood in front of Yang Xuan. Even though Yang Xuan was about 1.85 meters tall, he was still as small as a child in front of Lee Zong. Lee Zong looked at Yang Xuan for a while, then slowly said, "Kid, why are you looking for me?"    

"It's like this."    

Yang Xuan nodded and slowly told Lee Zong his thoughts. After listening to Yang Xuan's thoughts, Lee Zong could not help but smile. He said to Yang Xuan, "Borrowing prisoners to increase my strength is a very good idea. You remind me of another young man from more than 20 years ago. He also thought of this method at that time. And the final result was also very good."    

Speaking up to this point, Lee Zong suddenly paused, as if he was thinking about something. After a moment, he opened his mouth again and said, "By the way, that person is called Yang Wuqi, and his surname is also Yang, just like you. I don't know if there is any relationship between the two of you."    

"What?"    

Yang Xuan's pupils suddenly shrunk. He looked at Lee Zong in disbelief. After a while, he said, "Senior, is what you said true? That is my father."    

“ Oh?"    

Lee Zong raised his eyebrows, looked Yang Xuan up and down, and said, "That's right. You and him are indeed somewhat similar, but your current strength is much weaker than his at that time."    

After saying that, Lee Zong turned around and walked into the formation. At the same time, he said to Yang Xuan, "Since you have decided, come with me. But before you come in, I have a condition for you. "    

" Oh? Senior, there's no harm in saying it."    

Yang Xuan nodded. He saw Lee Zong turning around to look at him. He said, "I will suppress my strength to the same level as you. You will have to take a hundred moves from me. When will you be able to do this? When will you be able to leave? "