Starting with Proficiency Panel-Chapter 651 - 647: The Bottom

The Rat-Servant, having fully immersed himself in the role, was thinking of Lu Ren with utmost sycophancy.

Lu Ren cast a peculiar glance at the demure Rat-Servant and asked, "Where are those at the Celestial Immortal Level usually imprisoned?"

The Rat-Servant perked up at Lu Ren's words and said, "Then you've come to the right place. No need to keep going up and around. It's right here in this lowest level area. Who might you be looking for?"

"Yang Jian."

The smile on the Rat-Servant's face gradually disappeared. With a note of astonishment, he said, "Is it that Yang Jian, who wielded the Three-Pointed Double-Edged Blade against the Celestial Court, sweeping through a hundred thousand Celestial Soldiers and Generals, and even rebelled against his master, Master Yuding?"

"You know him?"

"Of course, Yang Jian's affairs have gone wild within the Cultivation Realm. Initially, it was thought Yang Jian was an ungrateful villain who betrayed his master. But later, it was revealed that Master Yuding had orchestrated the slaughter of Yang Jian's sister, Yang Chan, and his nephew, Chenxiang. He even intended to use Yang Jian for alchemy to enhance his Celestial Venerable standing."

The Rat-Servant spoke with apparent excitement, "Within our Demon Race, Yang Jian is quite renowned!"

Lu Ren pondered. It seemed that someone had intentionally leaked the truth.

Indeed, regarding the so-called hundred thousand Celestial Soldiers and Generals associated with Yang Jian, the majority were loafers who entered through various connections without denying that hidden talents existed among them. The connections were complex and interwoven.

There's a huge likelihood that the truth had spread from the hands of these people.

"Can you find out where he is?"

Upon Lu Ren's inquiry, the Rat-Servant showed a troubled expression, "This could be quite difficult, considering I've never truly seen Yang Jian. If I had something he used, I might be able to sniff it out with my nose."

As the Rat-Servant finished speaking, he saw a three-foot-long azure blade appear in Lu Ren's hand.

"This is the Dragon-Slaying Sword Yang Jian once used. Can you find some lingering spirit from it?"

Feeling the sharp aura emanating from the Longsword in Lu Ren's hand, the Rat-Servant quickly retreated a distance, a bit frightened, "Sir, this sword is too sharp. I almost got cut standing two meters away! Please restrain your Divine Techniques!"

Lu Ren was speechless; the sword's sharp aura was hardly perceptible to him, almost like a gentle spring breeze, enhancing his ability to sense the sword. However, it was indeed quite deadly for others.

Seeing this, Lu Ren infused True Power, suppressing the Dragon-Slaying Sword's edge, not leaking a trace of its aura, transforming it into a Mortal Sword before handing it to the Rat-Servant.

The Rat-Servant, nervously rubbing his hands, caressed the Dragon-Slaying Sword with awe, "I never thought I'd get to touch such a treasure in my lifetime! My life is complete!"

After a moment, the Rat-Servant sniffed with his nose and said, "Follow me, sir!"

He then utilized his Innate Divine Techniques, slipping through the barely noticeable slit in the iron door.

Watching this, Lu Ren, before leaving, glanced at the man restrained in the middle. Surprisingly, the man had lifted his low-hanging head at some point, his pair of blood-red eyes staring intently at Lu Ren.

Lu Ren maintained a calm gaze, only glancing at him briefly before walking away straight.

"Witch?"

An unusual syllable rasped out from the man's throat with difficulty.

Lu Ren halted, turned towards the man, and with a hint of realization, said, "Ah, it's a Witch. No wonder your physique is several levels stronger than a cultivator who has undergone Body Ascension."

The Witch Race in the Journey to the West World is entirely independent of the Human Race. Although they could intermarry and have offspring with the Human Race, following the systematic determinations, this world's Witch Race is born from the world's turbid Qi, transformed from Pangu's blood and flesh. They know not the heavenly principles nor the grand path, only fight and kill, leading to their decline in the end after the War of the Witches and Demons.

Unexpectedly, a Witch is encountered here.

Leaving a sentence behind, Lu Ren prepared to depart again when the man croakily said, "You're a Witch too. Why don't you save me?"

"You carry too much murder, and your blood fiendish Qi could even raise a river of blood. Letting you out would likely cast a shadow of devastation."

Seeing Lu Ren leave without hesitation, the man said, "I can become your blade."

Lu Ren showed a wry smile with amusement, "If you can wait until I return and can nearly retrace your steps, I might take you along conveniently." 𝐟𝗿𝐞𝚎𝚠𝐞𝚋𝕟𝐨𝚟𝐞𝕝.𝕔𝕠𝚖

With that, without further delay, Lu Ren stepped into the Inner Image, transitioning in a quantum state out of the cell.

Seeing Lu Ren materialize, the Rat-Servant heaved a sigh of relief, "I feared sir couldn't get out. I was just considering how to open this cell."

Disregarding the Rat-Servant's fawning, Lu Ren directly said, "Lead the way."

The Rat-Servant nodded slightly, hesitated no longer, and turned to cautiously dart ahead. Lu Ren followed closely, entering the extremely dark, almost black hole-like rocky tunnel.

This passage was no more than two meters wide and no more than three meters high, appearing slightly cramped and narrow, without a trace of light.

After walking a distance, the surroundings were no longer sealed iron doors but typical iron bars. These bars were made from extremely rare Divine Steel, engraved with numerous arrays – confinement, magic dissolution, forbidden spirit, nearly all restraining or suppressing array carvings could be found on them.

And within those cells, almost seventy percent were occupied, and as Lu Ren walked by, they began to stir slowly and become active.

Suddenly, Lu Ren halted, looking towards a cell on the right. Deep within the dark, an unknown figure lurked silently.

In front, the Rat-Servant, seeing Lu Ren halt, looked alert, nervously facing the cells on both sides, and quickly ran over to whisper, "Sir, there's a Qingqiu Nine-tailed Fox imprisoned inside. When I came, I smelled her fox bewitching scent. Please be careful!"

Lu Ren raised an eyebrow, didn't say anything more, and then his eyes moved. In the depths of the opposite cell, an incredibly slender ghostly claw unexpectedly resisted the array sealing of the barred cell and directly grabbed towards the Rat-Servant.

Lu Ren's eyes narrowed slightly. With a step forward, the Qi and Blood within him, extremely restrained, slightly diffused.

His left foot stomped heavily on the wrist of that extending ghostly claw. An immensely heavy force burst forth instantly, with Penetration spiraling force, pulverizing the ghostly claw that dared stretch out from the bars, without transmitting a trace to the cell's ground.

The conversion and application of his force had already reached the level of Mastery.

Instantly, a pained, incredulous, low growl came from within the cell, as if not expecting that its body, hard enough to resist even the Immortal-Cutting Chopper, was lightly crushed by Lu Ren's foot.

It immediately understood that the person before it, walking freely in the Celestial Prison with composure, was definitely a Fierce Person.