Pu Yao's words shocked him, but he quickly calmed down. Having gone through so much, his mental strength was now stronger than before. After struggling with Pu Yao for so long, he knew that this guy would never say such things without a reason.

  "The relationship between the three, Fa Jue, Mo Gong and Yao Shu, is not as opposing and absolute as you think. When you reach a higher realm, you will encounter scenes that are beyond your current imagination. For example, a certain demon general suddenly uses a sword technique, while a cultivator displays demonic magic. Although their paths differ, they ultimately converge."

  "Hmm, these are just idle chatter, and have nothing to do with you." The blood pupil of the Pú Yāo glowed red like a crystal clear ruby, as he stared at Zuǒ Mò, revealing an amused expression, and chuckled: "What I want to say is, I plan on conducting a small experiment."

  Zuo Mo's mind suddenly produced a bad premonition: "What kind of test? Hey, Pu Yao, I'm telling you, don't mess around..."

  "Hiss!" Pu Yao's lips curled up slightly, his hands spread out like wings, and his ten fingers pressed against the water surface, creating ten ripples of invisible waves.

  "Ten Finger Prison", but it's a place every ambitious demon will go to at least once!

  Ten waves burst forth, and the space around Zhou suddenly shook violently.

  When he opened his eyes again, he was stunned on the spot. In the sky above his head, a river flowed gently, it had no support, and he could clearly see the colorful fish swimming in the river water, as well as strands of dark green aquatic plants.

  Under his feet was a piece of floating rock about ten zhang square. In front of him, countless large and small floating rocks were scattered and arranged in a staggered manner, with no end in sight. The river flowed through the scattered floating rocks.

  Some rocks are covered with various grasses and flowers, looking full of life.

  Zuo Mo's mouth was agape as he stared at the scene before him in shock, his eyes wide with wonder, and his body stiff like a wooden chicken.

  "Hmm, this place has changed a lot." The mood of Pu Yao seemed quite good as he looked around.

  After a moment, Zuo Mo came back to his senses. He carefully made his way to the edge of the rock and looked down, but all he saw was a thick fog that obscured everything.

  "Below is endless emptiness, don't fall down." The pú yāo smiled casually: "If you want to go down, I can't save you."

  Zuo Mo's body stiffened, and he carefully retreated to the center of the rock, his face suddenly turning around, staring fixedly at Pu Yao, gritting his teeth: "You perverted dead ghost! Quickly return my brother!"

  "Heh heh." Pu Yao didn't get angry either: "Relax a bit. You're just a wisp of your original soul being pulled into the Ten Finger Hell, after all. Your true body hasn't arrived yet."

  Zuo Mo's heart slightly calmed down, but Pu Yao's next sentence suddenly made the anger in his chest surge up.

  "But if you can't return with this strand of your primordial soul, then you're no different from a dead person."

  "Po, what exactly do you want to do?" Zuo Mo gritted his teeth and asked word by word.

  "It's truly a familiar taste." The Pú Yāo sniffed the air of the Shí Zhǐ Yù, revealing an intoxicated expression. After a moment, she opened her eyes: "The Mahāyānadeva body is fierce and unmatched, strong and unrivaled - you're aware of this. But what you definitely don't know is that compared to the strength of the physical body, the Mahāyānadeva body requires even more inner fortitude and a condensed Yuán Hún (primordial soul). This is the key to advancing."

  "You can't train your body here, but you can train your will and spirit."

  "Welcome to the First Finger Prison of the Ten Finger Prisons, Mo Shui Ming Kong."

  Pu Yao slightly bowed her head and made a very elegant inviting gesture.

  Zuo Mo quickly calmed down and began to listen patiently to Pu Yao's introduction, the more he listened, the more at ease his heart became. The Ten Finger Prison also had a time limit, with Zuo Mo's strong divine sense, he could stay here for no more than two hours each time, this was something even Pu Yao couldn't change.

  In just two hours, the dark clouds on Zuo Mo's mind suddenly dispersed a lot.

  "The Ten Finger Prison is also known as the Demon Refining Prison, and basically all demons with some accomplishments have been here. Each demon sect even organizes similar activities every year to improve their students' combat skills. Hmm, you cultivators also have similar places, like the Sword Cave of the Wu Kong Sect, but it's much smaller. Like Kunlun, such a large sect, they have their own trial grounds, with an area as vast as ten realms. We demons aren't so extravagant, hmm, being poor is just our lot in life."

  After Zuo Mo discovered that Pu Yao had entered the Ten Finger Prison, he immediately became much more talkative, even a bit garrulous. However, this was exactly what he had in mind, to get some information out of this guy's mouth.

  "Then won't I be able to meet a demon?" Zuo Mo asked with some doubt, and immediately felt a thrill. Anyway, it was just two hours, thinking about it this way, this trip to the Ten Finger Hell had even more of a traveling flavor.

  "That's right." The potted demon immediately curled his lips: "But these first pointers are all rookies."

  "Oh. They all like coming here, there must be some benefits to this place." Zuo immediately showed his realistic side.

  "The Ten Finger Prisons, said to be created by the ancient great demon, encompass almost all demonic arts. Of course, this is just bragging, but it does contain many demonic arts. For example, the first finger prison, Mo Shui Ming Kong, is composed of 13,000 low-level demonic arts. I counted them when I was young." said Pu Yao with great interest.

  Zuo Mo looked at Pu Yao like he was looking at a ghost, okay, this joke is really cold.

  "You were idle when you were young."

  The admiration in his heart turned into ridicule as soon as it reached his lips, from which it can be seen that Zuo Mo's heart was still filled with resentment towards Pu Yao for pulling him to the Ten Finger Hell two hours ago.

  "Ah!" The White Fox responded with emotion, as if recalling the past.

  Zuo Mo's heart skipped a beat: "Pu, what were you like when you were young?"

  "You're too weak to understand."

  Pu Yao's response immediately crushed the last bit of goodwill in Zuo Mo's heart. He rolled his eyes: "So someone as powerful as you ran all the way here to count numbers? Counting all the way up to thirteen thousand?"

  "Haha!" The púyāo burst out laughing, feeling extremely pleased and satisfied.

  Zuo Mo flew between the fragmented rocks with great care. Every rock, every blade of grass, and every drop of water here was related to demonic arts. The forty-six fragments of rock that Zuo Mo had flown past were unexpectedly all different in attribute.

  Pú Yāo continued to explain a type of yao technique, how to use it and how to break it. Zuǒ Mò only then discovered that Pú Yāo was indeed still quite skilled. For each type of yao technique, Pú Yāo could effortlessly bring them up, without any difficulty, and explain them in a way that was easy to understand. Having studied the Thousand Leaf Hand, Zuǒ Mò found it not too difficult to comprehend these lower-level yao techniques, but breaking them still required some effort.

  What made him feel suffocated was that two hours had passed between these forty-six rocks. He had originally thought he could experience the exotic scenery, but Zuo Mo was greatly disappointed. It seemed that every rock needed to be deciphered before passing through.

  Is this guy pulling himself here just to trample on the rocks?

  What can make one's heart and soul stronger...

  Zuo Mo was very suspicious that this goods had made up a random excuse, he didn't doubt at all, this goods would absolutely do such a thing.

  The power of low-level magic is very limited, far inferior to the Thousand Leaf Hand. These forty-six kinds of magic learned are of no substantial help in actual combat.

  Fortunately, it was only two hours, and Zuo Mo could only comfort himself like this.

  He suddenly caught a glimpse of a virtual shadow flying towards him from afar, his spirit was shaken, could it be that he was about to encounter a demon?

  Just as he was full of expectation, his surroundings suddenly rippled like water waves and quickly became blurred.

  Damn it!

  A flower in front of his eyes, and he couldn't help but return to reality. His face looked terrible. He didn't come back early or late, but instead came back at the most critical moment, which made his ten-fingered prison's two-hour journey become a trip to fetch stones.

  Just as Zuo Mo and Pu Yao disappeared, a figure flashed to the rock where the two had been standing, and couldn't help but let out a soft exclamation.

  A look of surprise flashed across her face.

  As her gaze fell on several other rocks, the astonishment on her face grew thicker, as if she had seen something unbelievable.

  Zuo Mo shook his head, still feeling a bit dizzy, everything in front of him seemed somewhat unreal.

  "Sir, are you alright?" Shu Long asked anxiously from the side, he was somewhat worried, for the past two hours, sir's spirit had been somewhat dazed.

  "Hmm, nothing." Zuo Mo suppressed the depression in his heart and looked up at the direction of Baoding Valley: "Is there any movement from Xie Shan?"

  "No." Bundragon shook his head.

  At this moment, the dark clouds above the Hundred Flowers Valley were churning violently, and the colorful aurora was surging in layers. The blurry figure of the spotted spirit beast also became increasingly clear.

  Zuo Mo's spirit lifted and he felt Xie Shan's speed of absorbing spiritual energy suddenly increase.

  Here!

  Dark clouds suddenly burst into colorful light, like countless colorful needles shooting out, making it hard to open one's eyes. Even Zuo Mo subconsciously closed his eyes.

  Colorful clouds fill the sky, shining brightly for hundreds of miles.

  A long whistle came from inside the Hundred Flowers Valley, echoing across the land!

  When everyone opened their eyes, the dark clouds that had filled the sky just now had all disappeared, leaving a clear blue sky with not a cloud in sight.

  A figure rose from the Hundred Flowers Valley and suddenly disappeared into thin air. It was Xie Shan, who looked around and vanished in an instant.

  A burst of exclamations rose from the crowd, such a speed that was absolutely unparalleled, only possible for a Golden Elixir!

  Xie Shan almost instantly appeared in front of Zuo Mo. At this time, he was like a treasured sword that had been unsheathed, its sharp blade exposed, the aura on his body continuously pressing down and attacking the surroundings. Zhu Long's body shook slightly, his face changing color, and he revealed a cautious expression.

  Zuo Mo was as still as a spear, unmoving, and unaffected by Xie Shan's imposing aura.

  "Thank you, sir!" Xie Shan bowed respectfully, his momentum suddenly decreasing.

  Zuo Mo was stunned for a moment before a look of surprise appeared on his face. He had originally thought that after Xie Shan formed the Golden Dan, he would leave. In his view, this was normal and in line with reason.

  "Xie Shan hopes to follow the adults as before," Xie Shan said with a serious expression.

  "Uh-huh, okay." Zuo Mo tightly pursed his lips, he didn't know what to say, but his heart felt warm and fuzzy, moved beyond words.

  Ma Fan, who had been tense all along, finally relaxed and revealed a brilliant smile. Whether it was the Vermilion Bird Camp, the Imperial Guard, or the Alchemy Department, everyone's mouth corners involuntarily curled up, growing wider and wider until they reached their ears.

  In an instant, thunderous applause erupted!