Chapter 038 Dice_1
Translator: 549690339
Three black-clothed figures exchanged glances and immediately retreated the way they had come.
Their mission was accomplished.
Inside the Prison, Lu Ming closed his eyes and took a deep breath. He had emerged from this scheme unscathed; the Sect Leader would take care of the rest.
Now—it was time to get to work!
Being imprisoned in the Prison wasn't about comfortable convalescence; it meant mining for Netherstone.
The mining site for Netherstone was cursed with an evil aura that softened the sinews and damaged the foundations. Only prisoners were required to go in.
In a special space, the unkempt old Daoist came to his senses after a long while, his thoughts painfully pricked as if by needles of Divine Sense.
He sensed something amiss. It was plausible for the Divine God Turtle to pass the second trial, but to extinguish his thoughts directly—that was impossible!
Could the Daoist's millennia of cultivation have gone to the dogs?