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In the following period of time, Tang Zhen walked around the city as though he was shopping.

Occasionally, he would stop to dig the soil and pick the flowers, looking very relaxed.

No one knew what Tang Zhen was doing. Similarly, no one would believe that he was actually a prisoner in human skin.

Tang Zhen used the fastest time and the most low-key method to obtain a general understanding of this city.

Compared to the scale of the ruins in the future, the current city was not too big, but there were already signs of expansion.

Tang Zhen wasn’t wandering aimlessly. Instead, he was using the experience and knowledge of a supremacy to analyze the city in front of him.

Ordinary people were unable to see through it, but they were unable to hide it from Tang Zhen. Even if he was unable to see or sense the laws, he was still able to make some analysis and reasoning.

The rules were the most rigid, but they were also very mysterious.

Although Tang Zhen was limited by his mortal body, he had the heart of an extraordinary person and had the opportunity to achieve extraordinary things.

The sky gradually darkened, and the strange sculptures in the city began to emit light, driving away the darkness of the night.

The tower was also flashing with the same light, and it could be seen from a great distance.

The vortex above the tower also released specks of light, like fireflies floating in the city.

The magnificent scene was intoxicating, and people mistakenly thought that this was heaven on earth.

A newcomer would never believe that there was a terrifying bloody sacrifice in this beautiful city.

They were filled with enmity towards all the races in the outside world, wishing that they could chop off their heads and offer them to the gods.

In an unnoticeable corner of the city, a figure was moving slowly, seemingly carrying a bag.

Although it was night time, they were still cautious.

Fortunately, there were only a small number of soldiers patrolling the city at night. They did not discover Tang Zhen who was hiding in the dark.

In fact, up until now, no one had discovered that a prisoner had escaped, let alone that a soldier had gone missing.

If it had been longer, it was possible to discover the problem.

Unfortunately, be it Tang Zhen himself or the residents of this city, they would not be able to see the sun the next day.

After avoiding the soldiers, Tang Zhen quietly returned to the prison and entered the cage that was originally used to imprison him.

In this evil city, perhaps only this sinister and stinky prison could bring Tang Zhen temporary safety.

The prison that people avoided like the plague had become the safest place. It was indeed a bit sad and ridiculous.

He opened the bag he carried with him. It was filled with a mess of things that seemed to have no value at all.

Among the pile of trash, there was a glowing stone that illuminated the dark cell.

There were patterns on the stone. It came from a Sculpture in the City and was forcefully broken down by Tang Zhen.

In Tang Zhen’s opinion, the things that were regarded as treasures by the city residents were merely tools used to illuminate the place.

After placing the stone on the ground, Tang Zhen began to fiddle with the grass and stones. From time to time, he would smash them and put them into his mouth.

It was to understand the characteristics of grass, wood, mud, and stone through such a primitive method, and then analyze and match them.

Tang Zhen’s rich experience and knowledge could produce the effect of turning something rotten into something magical. A few ordinary plants, bamboos, and stones could be used together to create an extraordinary item.

During the process of the experiment, Tang Zhen would frequently frown and would occasionally reveal a painful expression.

After losing their original cultivation strength, they could only carry out tests in the way of mortals, which would inevitably cause serious damage to themselves.

However, he only had one day to live, and it was a matter of great importance. Even if he was poisoned to death, he had to persist.

As time passed, one useful item after another was detected by Tang Zhen. His expression became more and more terrible.

However, Tang Zhen’s test did not stop. Instead, he continued to persevere. He did not care even if his nose and mouth were bleeding.

Tang Zhen’s vision had unknowingly become blurry. His arm was trembling so much that he was unable to hold onto anything.

Under such circumstances, Tang Zhen could only give up on his experiment and silently lean against the wall to await his death.

After all, he couldn’t do anything else. He couldn’t move, and even breathing was difficult.

The blood was no longer restrained and kept flowing out of his seven orifices, soaking his clothes and flowing to the ground.

At this moment, although Tang Zhen was enduring extreme pain, he did not know whether to laugh or cry in his heart.

He was a peak-stage immortal general, a Super Master who could create thousands of lives with a thought and destroy a city with a flick of his finger. But now, he was almost killed by the poison of some plants.

It was a little ridiculous, but it was more sorrowful.

So what if they were supremacy cultivators? they could only be toyed with silently in the face of a stronger opponent.

For example, there was no cure for him at this moment, and he could only wait for death to come.

Today was just the beginning. In the days to come, such things would definitely continue.

The process of being on the verge of death caused Tang Zhen to be helpless. However, he also gave birth to a trace of special comprehension.

Unknowingly, Tang Zhen no longer had the slightest breath as he gradually turned into an ice-cold corpse.

After an unknown amount of time, Tang Zhen opened his eyes and felt the restraints of the shackles.

As expected, after death, everything returned to its original state.

He looked around and saw that all the things he had collected had disappeared.

Tang Zhen had originally expected such a situation to occur.

Tang Zhen softly chuckled when he saw the walls of the prison. This was because the traces that he had carved earlier were still there.

When he first died, Tang Zhen had seen the scratches on the prison wall and had a guess at that time.

This world was indeed in a cycle, repeating the day when the prisoners were sacrificed and killed. Even if they were free from the fate of being sacrificed and killed, they would still be obliterated at the beginning of the new cycle.

However, there were some things that did not follow the cycle, such as the buildings in the city.

When he was wandering outside, Tang Zhen had left many marks in many places to verify whether his guess was correct.

Another cycle had begun, and it was time to verify his guess.

Tang Zhen slowly got up and walked to the railing. He glanced at Lou Cheng’s cultivator.

The other party was still silent. It was as if it was an emotionless stone statue. It was currently using a lifeless gaze to look at Tang Zhen.

According to Tang Zhen’s analysis, half of the other party’s numbness and indifference came from his nature, while the other half was due to the influence of the rules.

It was even possible that the other party’s memory had been seriously affected, and he had forgotten many things that had happened in the past.

This was actually an inevitable situation, because every death was equivalent to losing a part of the divine soul.

Even a supremacy expert with a powerful divine soul sea would not be able to withstand this kind of wear and tear that accumulated over time.

This made him feel a little regretful. If he could have another helper, things would be much easier.

However, he could still solve the problem by himself.

Although he had lost his cultivation and was trapped in a cage, his repeated resurrections had given Tang Zhen sufficient confidence to escape.

Tang Zhen lifted the manacles in his hands and gently knocked on the railing. This time around, he started to hum a song.

the rain drizzles over the cold mountains hidden in the fog, a young man crossing an ancient bridge with a sword on his back, a lonely boat at the crossing may be broken, but crossing the gorge is carefree.

Tang Zhen had been to a cultivation world before and heard someone humming this song. When he was half-alive, this song suddenly appeared in his mind.

The young man was full of ambition. He took an iron sword that had been passed down from his ancestors and wandered the Jianghu after he had polished off the rust.

Although the road was bumpy, he was still unyielding.

The scene in the folk song was in line with Tang Zhen’s current situation. Although he was in an adverse situation, he would definitely not give up any hope.

A series of footsteps could be heard, and a brawny man wearing a mask quickly appeared.

“You’re about to die, yet you still dare to mess around!”

The burly man angrily rebuked. He pulled out the strange long whip from his waist and ruthlessly swung it toward Tang Zhen.