The Clan Master Can't possibly Be A Mortal

Ye Feng urged, "Go on."

The Gopher continued passionately:

"Later, after research, I discovered that once the Evil Thought Flower bears the mature Evil Thought Fruit, a fragment of the Black Prison Demonic Beast will come to harvest it."

"At this moment, it presents an opportunity."

"If we harvest the Evil Thought Fruit in advance and hide it in the Black Castle, the fragment of the Black Prison Demonic Beast will search everywhere and even unleash wrath."

"In this manner, many Ancient Immortal Emperors will meet their deaths, rivers of blood flowing."

"Afterwards, the Black Prison Demonic Beast will devour these dead Ancient Immortal Emperors and lick its sharp claws, easily shedding hair in the process."

"And the hairs it sheds are the key."

"As the administrator of the Black Prison, the Black Prison Demonic Beast has unrestricted access to various regions. Naturally, its hair has similar functions."

"Summarizing from research, by burning the hair to ashes and grinding it into ink, it can be used to draw symbols that help us pass through the Black Prison's gate."

"Then, we can escape."

Upon saying this, the Gopher became even more excited.

"I am currently hiding in the underground passage to wait for the Evil Thought Flower to appear. Once it forms the Evil Thought Fruit and I hide it, the Black Prison Demonic Beast will become furious and run amok in the Black Castle."

"Afterwards, once the Black Prison Demonic Beast leaves, we can collect its hair and process it into ink needed for drawing symbols."

"And this is the method of escape."

The Gopher hoped Ye Feng would cooperate with him, allowing them to leave this infernal place and continue exploring the ancient tombs of powerful beings throughout the universe.

How delightful that would be!

"I see, no wonder several Ancient Immortal Emperors have managed to escape from the Black Prison. I guess they're using this method," Ye Feng muttered.

"Sir, have you encountered those successful escapees, the Ancient Immortal Emperors?" The Gopher asked eagerly.

"Yes," Ye Feng nodded.

"Haha, you probably don't know that it was me who told them this secret," the Gopher said arrogantly, proud as a renowned master with successful disciples everywhere.

"Then why didn't you escape?" Ye Feng queried, puzzled.

"Because to escape, one needs a cultivation level of at least a Fifty-layered Immortal Emperor. Without enough power, the gate can't be opened," the Gopher explained.

Upon hearing this, Ye Feng understood.

No wonder all the Ancient Immortal Emperors of the Black Prison Demon Sect were above fifty layers; that explains it.

"You're currently a Forty-nine layered Immortal Emperor, so you cannot escape. But I'm curious, since you helped those like the Silent Death Emperor, why didn't they help you break through?"

Ye Feng pursued further.

"They did help. I was merely a Forty-layered Immortal Emperor back then. It was these seniors who assisted me, allowing me to break through to a Forty-nine layered Immortal Emperor. However, I feel I'm close to breaking through to a Fifty-layered Immortal Emperor and escaping," the Gopher continued, increasingly excited.

Trapped in this place for too long, he continued honing his tomb-robbing skills daily. Once he left the Black Prison, he planned to rob hundreds of ancient tombs for amusement.

At this moment, Ye Feng took out the Black Compass.

Countless images rapidly appeared.

These were the Gopher's activities before being imprisoned in the Black Prison, primarily tomb-robbing.

This guy had a penchant for digging up graves, learning the Secret Techniques of the tomb owners, disguising himself as the owner, and selecting beautiful cultivators from the descendants, torturing them to death.

But that's not all.

The Gopher enjoyed pretending to be resurrected ancestors of major cultivation families, stirring conflicts, causing chaos, and was eventually discovered and besieged by several Ancient Immortal Emperors, subdued in the Black Prison.

Seeing his past deeds, the Gopher was stunned, asking, "Sir, how can your compass reflect what I did back then?"

"You're not worthy of knowing," Ye Feng said, storing away the compass.

"Sir, release me. If we cooperate, we can surely leave the Black Prison," the Gopher pleaded earnestly, hoping Ye Feng would ally with him.

Ye Feng didn't answer but asked, "I'm curious, why didn't they kill you but instead imprisoned you in the Black Prison, giving you a chance to escape?"

The Gopher bitterly smiled:

"Back then, everyone in the universe knew the Black Prison as a terrifying place meant for villains. Once inside, there's no escape, living in a dreadful nightmare of possibly being devoured by the Black Prison Demonic Beast at any time."

"Even a Fifty-layered Immortal Emperor in the Black Prison would undergo unimaginable torments, ultimately devoured and fallen, a fate much worse than being killed by external cultivators."

"Thus, back in that era, evildoers were locked in the Black Prison, quietly awaiting death, the utter hopelessness of it all driving one to despair."

"Sir, why is it that in all these years, you're the only newcomer? Has the universe come to fear the true horror of the Black Prison, daring not to commit evil deeds?"

The Gopher pointed out this issue.

"Since the Silent Death Emperor and numerous Ancient Immortal Emperors escaped, they established a force named the Black Prison, eradicating all cultivators who knew about the true Black Prison, thus no one else has come here," Ye Feng explained.

"I see, no wonder no one enters. But how did you arrive?" the Gopher pressed on.

Ye Feng no longer concealed the truth and smiled:

"Because I am not a prisoner; I entered the Black Prison willingly to scout its secrets. Thanks to you, I finally understand why the Silent Death Emperor and others managed to escape the Black Prison. Next, I'll find out how many succeeded and track them down."

"You're of no further use now."

"Die!"

As he spoke, Ye Feng extended a finger, pressing it against the Gopher's forehead. The Gopher's face filled with fear, his Divine Soul swiftly disintegrating, dying on the spot.

After absorbing his energy, Ye Feng walked through the underground passage, soon finding the Evil Thought Flower.

It grew at the far end of the underground passage, still in its budding state, clearly not having absorbed enough evil thoughts to meet the conditions for blooming.

"This object mustn't be touched, or the Black Prison Demonic Beast will target me, impacting my exploration of the Black Prison's secrets," Ye Feng said to himself.

He now understood how the Silent Death Emperor and the Black Prison Master and their companions could leave the Black Prison. Henceforth, he intended to continue probing exactly who else managed to escape.

"The Spirit Heavenly Immortal mentioned that Immortals with powerlevels above ninety layers escaped, presenting the greatest hidden threat. I must uncover more about them within the Black Prison,"

"To know the enemy and yourself is the means to a hundred victories in a hundred battles." he continued as Ye Feng returned to the surface.

Rumble! Rumble! Rumble!

At this moment, Hu Feifei continued to wreak havoc, repeatedly self-destructing to slaughter prisoners within the two Black Castles. By now, she had slain over a hundred individuals, with her cultivation level breaking through to Forty-one layered Immortal Emperor.

"This madwoman possesses an undying body. We are no match. Run!"

Someone shouted so.

"Empress, spare us!"

Others loudly pleaded for mercy.

"Spare you? Impossible!" Hu Feifei knew they were heinous villains and, coincidentally needing energy for advancement, certainly showed no mercy.

"What a bomb!"

Hu Feifei exploded again, killing several Forty-three layered Immortal Emperors, recomposing her form, and continued charging.

Ye Feng sat by a grill, enjoying barbecue, watching Hu Feifei's rampage, with a look of leisure.

At this time, deeper within the Black Prison,

a sleek black silhouette moved step by step towards Ye Feng's Black Castle.

[Good night!]