Emperor Sovereign Martial Soul

Following that, the deeper they went into the Abyss of Death, the denser the black miasma became and the colder the air became.    

Ding ding dang …    

Ding ding dang …    

In front of him, from time to time, there would be the sound of metal hitting metal, as if iron chains had collided against hard stone.    

Wu Hao, have been searching carefully for a long time.    

The distance was too far, and he did not know how or what this sound came from.    

"Kid, there's something strange about this! Be careful, if anything goes wrong, the old man will immediately teleport you to the blood wood space! " The soul of the tree demon's voice reminded him.    

Wu Hao did not say a word, the soul consciousness condensed into a thread, and carefully probed forward.    

A ravine appeared in front of him, forming a line in the sky. Chain chains as thick as four arms dropped down from the two sides of the cliff, their ends embedded into the cliff.    

The iron chain smashed against the two sides of the cliff, producing a series of 'ding dang dang' sounds as it hit against the two sides of the cliff.    

However, the four strands that hung at the bottom were connected to a scrawny old man with disheveled white hair.    

This old man's clothes were ragged and without any color. There was even mud on his clothes. He looked as ancient as he had a few decades ago.    

Where he sat now, motionless, as if dead, four iron chains locking his shoulders and his shoulder blades behind him.    

The shoulder blade and shoulder blade were the most important parts of the human skeleton. No matter which one was missing, it would completely cripple the human.    

Such a vicious method!    

Wu Hao could not help but exclaim.    

That old man did not die, but the Martial Yuan in his body was dried up and he looked like a mortal. His shoulder blade and shoulder blade were locked up. Unless he wanted to be crippled, he would only be imprisoned here forever.    

The moment Wu Hao's soul consciousness touched the old man's face, he suddenly opened his eyes and raised his head to look at.    

"Such keen communication skills!" Wu Hao could not help but exclaim in his heart, and quickly walked towards the canyon.    

In the blink of an eye, he arrived at the valley and stopped several feet away from the old man.    

At that moment, the old man raised his head. Although he had a very aged and skinny appearance, his eyes were shining brightly.    

He quietly sized up Wu Hao, while Wu Hao also sized him up, no one said a word.    

After a long time.    

Only then did the old man speak. With a hoarse voice, he asked, "Who are you? Why have you become like this?"    

"Wu Hao, it's a long story. Who are you, and why are you imprisoned here? "    

"I... "Hur hur, even if I said it, I'm afraid you wouldn't recognize it!"    

"What do you mean?"    

"It has been fifty years. Who in the outside world would still remember this Sect Leader?"    

"Sect Leader?"    

"Hehe, this old man, Yu Tianyu, has been glorious half his life, but never would I have thought that in my later years, he would be miserably harmed by a traitor and fall to a fate worse than death!" The old man smiled sadly.    

"You are actually Yu Tianyu?" Wu Hao looked at the other party in disbelief, the news was simply too shocking.    

It was rumored that the current Sect Leader of the Tianwu Gate, Yu Tianyu, was cultivating in seclusion on the top floor of Cloud Sky Hall and would not appear until the end of the year.    

But he didn't expect that the other party wouldn't be cultivating at the top of Cloud Sky Hall but was instead imprisoned here, in such a state.    

"Could it be that you've heard of this old man's name?"    

"I have heard of it, how could I not? The current Sect Leader, Yu Tianyu, is only... You didn't cultivate at the top of Cloud Sky Hall? Why would he appear in the Abyss of Death and be locked up so inhumane? "    

"Cultivate at the top of Cloud Sky Hall?" Hearing this, the elder began to mutter to himself.    

"I never would have thought!" "My good disciple, fifty years have passed and you're still lying to the outside that I'm in closed door cultivation, what a mockery!"    

Wu Hao looked at him silently, he had already made a guess in his heart, the other side seemed to have a story.    

It was absolutely impossible for such a person to be imprisoned here for fifty years for no reason at all.