Peerless Dragon Sovereign-Chapter 598: Inescapable Trap

"Hahaha, after so many years, the Bird Hall finally welcomes living people again."

"Kid, don’t even think about running, obediently be the material for my experimental cultivation technique~"

Loud laughter echoed from the open doorway, and Chu Nan saw a huge black vortex on the other side of the portal.

Invisible black hands exuding a sinister aura reached out to grasp Chu Nan. Though they moved slowly, he could not shake off their pursuit for some reason.

"What is this thing? Aren’t I the master of the True Martial Holy Hall? Why are things attacking me?"

Faced with these invisible hands, after failing to dodge them, Chu Nan swung his sword to slash them, but his sword strike was as futile as a fly trying to shake a tree. Not only could he not harm them, but the Blood Pattern Sword cracked directly along its body.

Swoosh~

The invisible hands coiled around Chu Nan’s body like a snake, and more hands followed, rendering all his struggles useless.

Finally, the hands covered Chu Nan’s eyes, plunging him into darkness, as even his consciousness gradually became murky.

Rustle~

Startled by the sound of metal scraping, Chu Nan sat up abruptly without understanding his surroundings. A grating voice said, "Kid, don’t move. If you fall, I won’t be able to save you."

Suddenly, Chu Nan found himself falling from a height, and he quickly steadied himself and looked down.

Below him lay a bottomless abyss, at the base of which flowed pools of black mud emitting a chilling, cold aura. Just a glance filled Chu Nan with unbearable dread.

As if these black muds were the most terrifying, wicked things in the world.

Looking around himself, Chu Nan stood atop a natural, less than a hundred square meter circular stone pillar, surrounded by the abyss on all sides.

A decrepit old man with chains on his feet sat nearby, rubbing what seemed like handcuffs—trying as though to grind them off.

Chu Nan hadn’t expected such a bizarre inheritance space within the True Martial Holy Hall. Not wanting to engage with this eerie old man, he turned to fly away.

"I advise you not to attempt flying because you won’t be able to fly here."

"If you don’t believe me, try looking up."

The old man’s words prompted Chu Nan to look up, and he instantly felt a blinding sensation, as though thousands of needles pierced his eyes.

After several breaths, Chu Nan barely adjusted and stared at the shocking sight before him.

Unlike the cold black mud below, overhead loomed an enormous, boundary-less sphere radiating scorching brightness at every moment.

Even with the strength of a sixth-heaven martial artist, Chu Nan felt as though he could be burned to ashes when attempting to reach up.

"Don’t attempt to leave this cliff; many martial artists before you have tried and ended up either burned to dust by Tian Re or swallowed whole by the yin mud."

"Here, your choices are either to keep me company forever or choose death."

The old man stared at Chu Nan with a taunting gaze, which fueled a murderous intent within Chu Nan.

"Did you bring me here? How can the True Martial Holy Hall have such a peculiar place?" Chu Nan forced himself to remain calm and asked the old man.

The old man did not conceal anything, bluntly saying, "This place is the exile zone of the True Martial Holy Hall, reserved only for those whose crimes are unforgivable."

"How’s that? Isn’t it impressive? Being personally suppressed by the True Martial Holy Hall is a rare occurrence throughout the history of the Ancestor Sect."

The old man showed a proud expression, even boasting to Chu Nan.

Chu Nan thought this old fellow must have been imprisoned until his mind became unstable, so he asked, "So, it was you who dragged me in here?"

The old man nodded, not denying it.

"How can I leave?" Chu Nan asked again.

The old man shook his head and said, "I already told you, you can’t leave!"

Murderous intent flashed in Chu Nan’s eyes as he summoned an ordinary Undying Bone and directed it to fly in the opposite direction.

To Chu Nan’s astonishment, the Spirit Corpse had barely covered ten meters away from the cliff before the black mud in the abyss unleashed an incredibly terrifying suction that swallowed the Spirit Corpse.

Another Spirit Corpse was released, this time tasked by Chu Nan to fly higher, away from the black mud abyss, but closer to Tian Re. It was instantly reduced to ashes, which fell back into the mud.

Chu Nan’s expression grew extremely grim; he had so many tasks to complete, he couldn’t accept being trapped here forever.

"I am the lord of the True Martial Holy Hall; if I can get the hall to respond, maybe I can find a way to escape." Of this conviction, Chu Nan sat cross-legged, trying to communicate with the True Martial Holy Hall.

Thus, the old-timer and the youth stood on the cliff without words; it wasn’t until a long time later that the old man asked, "Kid, who are you? Is the Ancestor Sect destroyed? Why have only you come here over thousands of years?"

Chu Nan felt the True Martial Holy Hall tremble slightly, which stirred a joy within his heart.

"This old man is suppressed here by the True Martial Holy Hall and cannot leave, while I am its lord, and through communicating with the holy hall, I can escape."

"But for now, I mustn’t reveal my identity to this old man, lest he sabotage my plan."

Chu Nan showed a sly smile and said, "Senior, you are correct. The lower realm has changed greatly; Celestial Crossing Realm split into two, and the Ancestor Sect gradually declined."

"Under my master’s orders, I stumbled upon this place, and if you can help me leave, I may have my master assist in freeing you."

He gazed at the chains on the old man’s leg, realizing there must be numerous forces restraining him from leaving this place.

"Good, good, good!" The old man laughed aloud, "Even the Ancestor Sect can face annihilation, and I, Yin Yang Daoist, have waited to witness its downfall. It’s truly delightful!"

Claiming to be the Yin Yang Daoist, the old man radiated excitement, his tone suggesting a deep hatred for the Ancestor Sect.

After a while, the Yin Yang Daoist regained composure and said, "Kid, since I can pull you in here, naturally I have ways to let you out."

"But this method carries great risk, it’s life-threatening, you know?"

Chu Nan scrutinized the Yin Yang Daoist; though not visibly moved, he wasn’t particularly interested in the method the old man proposed, yet he lacked the immediate means to escape.

Clearly, the Yin Yang Daoist wanted him to test the method that might allow him to leave.

Without the old man’s cooperation, things might not stay as amiable as now.

The martial artist capable of being suppressed by the True Martial Holy Hall must possess unfathomable strength, a thought Chu Nan dared not entertain.

Thus, Chu Nan said, "Senior, if you can let me leave, I will overlook your forceful act of dragging me in here."