An Hua saw her fellow senior sister bringing a man and a woman in, and immediately shouted, "Senior sister, didn't you say you would send a jade talisman to the sect to inquire about the situation? Why bring outsiders into the forbidden area?"

Ye Fan was holding a female cultivator hostage. In An Hua's eyes, it seemed as if the female cultivator was bringing Ye Fan and Sang Yuan in. An Hua was about to strike, but her cultivation level was not as high as that of the female cultivator Ye Fan was holding. With just a stretch of his hand, Ye Fan made An Hua a hostage too.

"Who are you? Let go of me. Offending the Earth Yuan Sect will only lead to a miserable end!" An Hua, lacking the resolve of her senior sister, tried to intimidate Ye Fan even while being held hostage.

This merely proved that besides cultivation, she didn't understand much of the world, thinking she could invoke the name of the Earth Yuan Sect to scare Ye Fan away. Little did she know, under such circumstances, mentioning the Earth Yuan Sect was a sure path to death.

"Take me to the bottom of the prison! Otherwise, I'll reduce you all to ashes!" Ye Fan said calmly.

An Hua sneered, "Reduce to ashes? Do you dare?"

Ye Fan stretched out his hand and suddenly grabbed the iron chain on the dungeon wall, heating it to steam with high temperature. If such temperature were applied to an ordinary person, it would instantly vaporize their body, leaving no bone ashes. Ye Fan said, "Do you believe me now?"

An Hua, who had been arrogant before, now had no confidence left, her body trembling slightly with fear.

The first female cultivator held by Ye Fan said, "Qing Neng, even if you walk out from here, you will never leave the mystic realm. No matter where you go, our Earth Yuan Sect won't let you go!"

Ye Fan said nothing, holding the two women as he walked towards the deepest cell underground. At this moment, Sang Yuan, feeling indignant, said, "Master, these two girls are quite arrogant, not knowing that even their Sect Master is now your prisoner. With just one word from you, the Earth Yuan Sect will become part of history in the mystic realm, and this sect will no longer exist."

The female cultivator scoffed, "Aren't you too arrogant?"

Ye Fan smiled and shook his head, "Some matters shall wait until I find my master before speaking of them."

He didn't want to engage in a war of words with Earth Yuan Sect's people. Finding Zhuo Junwu was the most important thing now.

Ye Fan, holding two female cultivators of the Earth Yuan Sect, walked over a hundred meters underground and finally saw a large light ahead, with several dungeon guards of the Earth Yuan Sect already out, forming a formation to resist the intruder.

"Who are you?" Standing before the formation of these cultivators was the male cultivator who had pursued An Hua fervently.

The male cultivator relied on his fellow sect brothers behind, and even if he couldn't sense Ye Fan's cultivation, he intended to fight to the death.

"Stand aside," Ye Fan said coldly, "or don't blame me for being ruthless!"

"Just you?" This male disciple rarely had the chance to impress in front of the one he desired, wielding his magic sword to attack Ye Fan, accompanied by a whistling sound, the sword pierced towards Ye Fan's forehead.

Ye Fan remained as steady as a mountain, with merely a smile at the corner of his mouth. The male disciple's magic sword evaporated into air midway. Seeing the situation was unfavorable, the male disciple tried to retreat, but was too late and crashed heavily into the air wall set by Ye Fan for him.

"Bang!"

In the eyes of others, it seemed the male disciple had crashed into it himself, knocking himself unconscious.

"Huh?" There was a gasp among the onlookers; even the highest cultivator among them couldn't last a round in front of Ye Fan. Even with their Sword Array, they weren't a match for Ye Fan.

Ye Fan said, "Step aside!"

The disciples guarding the Earth Yuan Sect dungeon looked at Ye Fan in panic, and as Ye Fan and Sang Yuan moved forward, none dared to stop them. Finally, Ye Fan walked steadily to the Earth Yuan Sect disciples in front of him. They could only retreat to the side, surrounding Ye Fan with the Sword Array, following his movement, yet not daring to fight.

"Master, these people are so annoying, why not let me subdue them!" Sang Yuan, after submitting to Ye Fan, considered herself one with Ye Fan, expressing her idea to him.

"Why bother with them?"

Ye Fan merely said that lightly and continued forward, passing through the dungeon's turn, reaching the last layer.

Still, no disciple from the Earth Yuan Sect dared to stop Ye Fan, who then raised his hand, and the dungeon's door forged with a magic artifact opened. Inside was a long corridor, imprisoning hundreds of cultivators with varying cultivation levels, some only at the Qi Cultivation Stage, while others, like Zhuo Junwu, were at the Golden Core Stage.

In this dungeon, the guards were also rulers, as those at the Foundation Establishment Stage and below still needed food and drink to sustain, causing the dungeon to have a foul atmosphere. Ye Fan emitted a spiritual energy barrier to block the odor.

"Help!"

Seeing someone intrude, the imprisoned cultivators, locked in special magic cages, pleaded for help. Many were disheveled and may have been imprisoned for decades, this place was their nightmare. Men and women of small sects and missing elders were among them, lost in despair, hoping for rescue.

This place did not forbid cultivation, but those trapped essentially lost the will to cultivate, many wallowing in self-pity. Some female cultivators even traded bodies with guards for survival conditions.

Ye Fan walked through the prison corridor, to the last cell, peeking inside, feeling a pang of regret.

Inside lay a badly beaten cultivator, barely recognizable, yet Ye Fan could still discern it was Zhuo Junwu, who led him to the Pan Gu mystic realm.

Perhaps Zhuo Junwu was hiding a secret, subject to severe torture by the Earth Yuan Sect. By now, Zhuo Junwu's Golden Core was damaged, possibly unrecoverable for decades, and his consciousness nearly gone, showing his resilience—despite being tormented this badly, he guarded his secret.

"Clang!" Ye Fan reached out, the chains of the prison door dropped to the ground, and the door opened.

Seeing Ye Fan take action, the Earth Yuan Sect disciples finally couldn't hold back, "Dare to rescue, we'll kill you!"

Fueled by anger at how the Earth Yuan Sect tortured Zhuo Junwu, as a disciple charged with a sword, Ye Fan immediately shook him with spiritual energy protection, sending him flying into the artifact wall, landing with more breaths of air going out than coming in.

"Who else wants to die?" Ye Fan turned to the Earth Yuan Sect disciples.

No one dared to stop Ye Fan's rescue this time.

Only then did Ye Fan enter the cell, using spiritual energy to lift Zhuo Junwu, as if carrying him on a stretcher, taking him out of the dungeon.

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