The Immortal Emperor Returns
Rebirth
Kongshan Prison!
It is located on Broken Soul Mountain, 25 kilometers south of Gujiang City.
With three cliffs and one slope.
It was said that those who died there would not be able to escape as ashes.
The only way out is to finish the prison sentence.
Late night. Cell Number 4027.
The other prisoners were sound asleep. The sounds of farting, gnashing of teeth, and snoring intertwined in the air.
In a corner of the room near the urinal, a skinny teenager curled up into a ball.
Suddenly, his eyes opened as if he had just woken up from a nightmare. A golden flame flared within his pupils and burned for a long time.
The teenager looked around, excitement began to color his expression.
“After sacrificing cultivation for a thousand years, I, Chu Xun, have finally returned.” His voice was so soft that it was not audible but carried an undeniable chill.
Three thousand years ago, exactly for life, Chu Xun was shackled and thrown into prison on false charges.
For three whole years, he suffered tremendous torment.
His cellmates will find new ways to torture him every day.
During the day, they would beat him until he was full of cuts and bruises. At night, he had no choice but to curl up in a corner near the urinal, even being too afraid to close his eyes. Like a bird being struck by the twang of an arc, even the slightest sound or movement was enough to make it shiver.
During the summer, his cellmate would strip him naked and throw him into the center of the cell as mosquito food.
During the winter, they will wet him. Many times, he almost froze to death at night.
Although he had escaped death many times, he ended up still dying from the blows of his cellmate the day before he was released.
However, the sky is compassionate. He found himself crossing the river of time and transmigrating to a different cultivation world.
In the Great Immortality Odyssey, cultivation was the only true path!
Chu Xun was filled with regret. Carrying the weight of his hatred, he embarked on a grueling journey in cultivation in hopes of becoming an Immortal Emperor. Only an Immortal Emperor could manipulate heaven and earth and travel through time.
Fortunately, he had displayed an incredible talent in cultivation.
It took Cangming, a cultivation genius, ten thousand whole years to become an Immortal Emperor. This caused a stir at that moment.
However, it only took Chu Xun three thousand years to do the same! His achievements sent shock waves throughout the Eternal Continent.
After Chu Xun became an Immortal Emperor, he sacrificed all of his cultivation without hesitation and manipulated time and space to return to the day he was released from prison.
What was most regrettable was that the great Immortal Emperor Chu was now just an ordinary human.
…
Chu Xun will be released from prison tomorrow. However, he knew that he would die inside the prison cell tonight.
He gently moved his battered body and felt a pain so intense that cold sweat formed on his forehead. He could not even count the number of old and new wounds on his body.
His eyes were shiny, cold and dangerous. He was no longer Immortal Emperor Chu, but an ordinary human. In his current condition, he had no hope of surviving his death tonight.
All he needed now was time and a peaceful environment. He had to start cultivating again.
He must not allow tragedy to repeat itself.
Chu Xun took off his prisoner uniform and squeezed it to form a rope. Like a wild beast hunting, he waited…
The next morning, the first rays of sunlight were filtered into the cell through the cracks between the iron grilles in the window.
Chu Xun finally moved. With gritted teeth, he stood up and walked towards a burly man lying on the bed.
The man was named Li Hu, nicknamed the Old Tiger. Li Hu joined the cell on Chu Xun's fourth day here and the last one to live in a nightmare ever since.
Chu Xun tied Li Hu's neck with his uniform as a rope.
Li Hu gasped to wake up from his dream. He saw an evil face as soon as he opened his eyes. So shocked was he that his soul almost flew out of him and he started to struggle.
The blood vessels on Chu Xun's arm bulged out and his rustling teeth creaked as he used all the power he could muster.
Li Hu's face began to turn purple and his eyeballs bulged out from their sockets. The sudden strangulation, coupled with the fear he had suffered, slowed his reaction. All he could do was fight.
His violent movements raised other prisoners in the cell.
They were stunned to see the scene before them. Chu Xun, who normally would not fight back when beaten or retaliated when scolded, exploded. They can't answer well.
“Stop.” One of them finally recovered and started running towards Chu Xun.
Chu Xun let go of his grip. He grabbed the bed frame and pulled it forcefully.
The bed in the cell is a bunk bed with a metal frame. Chu Xun pulled the top bed, pulling the entire bed down.
“Blowout.”
The bed fell violently onto the floor, making the ground shake with it.
While his audience was still dumbfounded, Chu Xun walked to the toiletry rack in front of the cell door.
The shelf was made of wood and contained toiletries from eight prisoners inside the cell. Like a madman, Chu Xun began to tear apart the shelves. Jars containing toothbrushes, tooth cups, washing bowls.
Chu Xun only stopped after pushing the shelf.
Meanwhile, the sound of chaotic footsteps rang out outside the door.
“About, clang ..”
“What are you doing? Disgusting?” The small window on the iron door opened, revealing the fierce face of warden Li.
Including Li Hu who was still frightened, everyone crouched down with fingers interlocked behind their heads.
Li Hu was a prison tyrant, but his influence was contained within this cell. The ones who are really strong are the warden of this prison. No matter how strong someone outside the prison is, the warden has the final say here. Whatever they want to do depends on their mood.
Warden Li had a very hot temperament. If those who fell into his hands did not die, at least they would be skinned.
The iron door opened and Warden Li walked in with a pale face. He looked at the chaos in front of him with anger appearing in his eyes.
“What happened? Are you sick of living, causing trouble under my nose?
“Sipir Li, it's the boy. He tried to choke me to death,” shouted Li Hu, raising his head and pointing at Chu Xun.
“Sipir Li, this kid is crazy. Not only did he try to strangle Sir Hu, but he even pushed our toiletry rack.”
“…”
The prisoners unknowingly unite.
Warden Li looked at Chu Xun who was squatting, his brows furrowed. Chu Xun did not wear his shirt, revealing a thin upper body marked with crossed bruises and scars.
However, to him, these people were all criminals guilty of terrible crimes, the scum of society, and absolute garbage. They do not deserve sympathy at all.
“Do you do all this?” Warden Li asked, narrowing his eyes at Chu Xun.
“Ya,” Chu Xun replied calmly.
Warden Li was surprised. He thought that Chu Xun would at least find an excuse for himself.
“You have ten minutes to clear up,” Warden Li told Li Hu and the others. He then pointed to Chu Xun. “You came with me.”
Li Hu and the other prisoners smiled wickedly. They knew what warden Li meant. There was no doubt that Chu Xun would be locked up in that small, dark room.
The so-called small, dark room was built from hard rocks. The floor is covered in hard stone with sharp and rough edges. This is one way that prisons use to deal with delinquents.
The small, dark room was surrounded by rocks with sharp edges around it, forcing anyone inside to tiptoe. One careless move and one would find the base of their legs cut off. If one wanted to lie on the wall, he would find his body cut off by a stone.
A pitch-black darkness would fill the room once the door was closed. Prisoners inside could not sit or sleep. A dark, closed environment tests a person's physical and mental abilities. If a person is locked inside for too long, he or she may develop a nervous breakdown.
As of now, nothing had survived for more than three days inside that small, dark room.
So, the expression of each prisoner changed when they heard about the place.
Chu Xun followed Warden Li out without a fight.
However, he flashed a strange smile at Li Hu before leaving.
“Master Hu, what should we do now? The boy was taken away. How do we move now?” a sturdy prisoner asked, his voice filled with ferocity.
“What's the hurry?” Li Hu barked, impatient. “Look at the condition of his body. He'll be out after ten hours or so. We are still a day from the release date. That's more than enough time for us to move.”
“Let's wait until the night is over. After the boy dies, we can leave. I'm sick of this fucking place.” Another prisoner spat, a deadly glint flashing in his eyes.
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…
Chu Xun followed Warden Li into a small, dark room.
Warden Li opened the door expressionlessly.
“Log.”
Chu Xun smiled and said nothing. He was about to intervene when Warden Li stopped him.
“Detach your shoes.”
A dangerous glint flashed across Chu Xun's pupils. He leaned over and took off his shoes.
He had just straightened his body when Warden Li sneered and pushed him inside.
Chu Xun could not help moaning as his feet landed on the floor. The jagged stones cut off the base of his foot.
The door closed behind him and a dense darkness enveloped him.
In the darkness, Chu Xun endured the intense pain with a deep smile.
Letting the stones pierce through his skin, he began to fumble in the darkness. Although he could not see, he began to collect the stones on the floor with his sharp senses.
He made a pile of stones and placed them in five different directions. It looks messy, but there are actually rules.
An hour later, Chu Xun placed the final stone in his hand.
“Blowout.”
The air stream inside the small, dark room began to erupt along with the fall of the rock in his hand. It was as if an intangible large hand was interfering with the airflow, forming a layer of ripples.
Chu Xun wiped the sweat on his forehead, the corner of his lips lifted.
“Formation of Five Ghost Transportation, finished!”
The Five Ghost Transportation Formation was a spiritual formation with the sole purpose of transporting spiritual energy, that is to suck up all the spiritual energy in the surroundings.
Of course, this was a crudely crafted Five Ghost Transportation Formation.
Chu Xun entered the heart of the formation, sat down cross-legged, and began to form a seal with both hands. Surprise flashed across his face.
The prison was built on the desolate Broken Soul Mountain, where not a single soul was visible for 50 kilometers. This means that the area is quite polluted. The spiritual energy here was much denser than he had imagined.
How happy this surprise is.