While Others are Leveling Up, I Alone Will Cultivate Until Mahayana Before Making My Move

[The wounds on your body, torn by a space rip, still throbbed with pain. The wound was roughly wrapped in a circle of white cloth, and the inside of the gauze had the smell of some low-quality healing medicine.]

[This rough bandaging not only didn't help your wounds heal but made them worse.]

[Fortunately, the talent of the Undying Xiaochi had come into play. Even though you were severely wounded, your injuries were quickly improving, and there was no danger to your life.]

[You tried to enter the Spirit Field Cave, but you found that the severe space fluctuations had severed your connection with the cave during the previous world crossing. You couldn't capture the coordinates of the blessed land at all.]

[Even worse, your spiritual power seemed to have disappeared entirely, and you couldn't use a bit of it to heal your wounds.]

[Gritting your teeth, you got up slowly and approached a small iron fence of the prison cell, where a faint light was coming in.]

[Although your spiritual power had disappeared for unknown reasons, your physical strength was still intact.]

[You tried to break the iron fence with your hands but found that the material was terrifyingly solid. Being heavily injured, you couldn't break it for the time being.]

[You tried to release your divine sense to sense the surrounding environment.]

[However, your divine soul was injured, and your divine sense seemed to be bound. You could only barely sense the situation within a radius of a few dozen yards.]

[You did your best to spread your divine sense to perceive the environment within this range.]

[Sure enough, as you had guessed, you were imprisoned in a dungeon, and there were dozens of people detained in the dozens of rooms around you.]

[Some people's injuries seemed too severe, and they were already dead. Some were critically ill and couldn't live much longer.]

[Among these dozens, you were one of the few whose injuries were slightly better, at least not life-threatening.]

[Suddenly, you heard the sound of a heavy door closing in the distance. You spread your divine sense to find out what was happening.]

[Soon, you saw a few people in long robes, dressed as prison guards, storming in.]

[They roughly pushed open the doors of several prison rooms in the distance...]

[Immediately, cries for help filled with terror and the sound of whipping could be heard.]

[Because it was too far and your divine sense was damaged, you could only make out a few phrases: scum of the Descending Sect, trash of the Little Qingyun Realm...]

[From these intermittent voices, you could confirm that you had indeed left the Blue Star and arrived in the Little Qingyun Realm.]

[And behind the force that currently imprisoned you seemed to be an enemy of the Descending Sect... the so-called just side?]

[Though you prided yourself on being an undercover agent in the Descending Sect, in this current situation, revealing yourself was undoubtedly courting death.]

[Soon, the member of the Descending Sect who was being whipped breathed his last breath, his divine soul annihilated.] Experience the excitement on m_vl_em_p_yr

[The prison guards moved on to the next room.]

[Since your cell was further back, it wouldn't take long for them to get to you at this pace.]

[You observed secretly and noticed that for the already dead members of the Descending Sect, the prison guards didn't open the cell to torment them.]

[You had a sudden inspiration and decided to play dead.]

[Laying quietly in the corner of the cell, you restrained your divine sense, held your breath, and played dead, relying solely on hearing to sense everything around you.]

[Soon, the footsteps of the prison guards got closer and closer. You held your breath, not daring to gasp.]

[The footsteps finally stopped at the door of your cell.]

[Suddenly, you heard a cold laugh: "Heh, pretending to be dead in front of me, is it useful!?"]

[The sound of the cell door opening came quickly, followed by pig-like screams and the sound of whipping echoing all around.]

[Fortunately, you were not the one found out. It was someone pretending to be dead in the opposite cell.]

[Seeing the "companion" discovered, your heart sank. At this speed, you would be next.]

In the real world, Su Xing had a green face as he read this.

"Damn, does it have to be so desperate?"

"How did I get caught by opposing forces right after arriving in the Little Qingyun Realm... and my cultivation sealed, it looks like I won't survive a day!?"

Su Xing sighed.

The good news: he had successfully reached the Three Thousand Worlds.

The bad news: The Descending Sect seemed to be in trouble, and he was inexplicably imprisoned, seemingly set to die in three episodes?

Su Xing could hardly bear to look anymore but took a deep breath and reluctantly continued reading.

[While you were on edge, suddenly, a chaotic sound came from afar.]

[Terrifying spiritual energy fluctuations, the sounds of metal clashing came, and the battle tremors made the ground shake...]

[Seeing this, you dared not breathe heavily and continued playing dead.]

[Moments later, the sounds of battle ceased, and it seemed the prison guards were annihilated.]

[You were curious about the force behind this jailbreak. Perhaps it was the Descending Sect?]

[But before figuring out the situation, you dared not make any rash moves and continued to play dead...]

[Soon, after a burst of noise, you could barely hear the sound of a conversation.]

[A slightly young male voice came: "Blood Twenty-Three, look at what you've done... The recent batches of blood seeds have all been hijacked! When Lord Blood Nine finds out, he will not forgive you!"]

[Next came an enchanting female voice: "Twenty-Two, my dear brother~ help me out! I don't want Lord Blood Nine to blame me..."]

[Blood Twenty-Two: "Hmph, I can't help you! The blood seed selection is imminent and you've caused this mess!"]