Upon hearing Wu He’s words, Lin Bai looked towards the bottom of the canyon about ten thousand meters below, where the warriors tortured beyond recognition were confined in the stone chamber, a trace of coldness flashing in his eyes.

Wu He chuckled and said, "Saint Lin Bai, your status above the East Continent is extraordinary. Now, our Great Witch Dynasty is still reluctant to openly offend the East Continent Academy!"

"But our Great Witch Dynasty must ensure the smooth conduct of the Demon Slaying Conference. During this time, we must ask the Saint to endure staying here!"

Lin Bai heard this and asked coldly, "Why? Why hold the Demon Slaying Conference?"

Wu He laughed, "The Chaos of the Demon Sect has caused panic among the warriors of the East Continent, with too many warriors displaced. This chaos is a golden opportunity for us to rise!"

"Naturally, our Great Witch Dynasty will not let go of this opportunity!"

"This Demon Slaying Conference is held by the Great Witch Dynasty, within our Imperial Palace. Once the conference concludes successfully, the warriors of the East Continent will have even more respect for our Great Witch Dynasty!"

"By then..."

Wu He grinned proudly.

Lin Bai said, "By then, the Great Witch Dynasty will be able to recruit more strong ones, gathering a large number of Cauldron Questioning Realm Warriors under its banner. By that time, perhaps the strength of the Great Witch Dynasty will be able to rival that of the East Continent Academy!"

Wu He smiled, "The Saint is indeed clever. Thus, I know you wish to save the warrior connected through the Divine Soul with Zhao Yue, but to ensure nothing goes wrong, I cannot let the Saint head to the Imprisoned Dragon Abyss!"

"Otherwise, if the Saint rescues Zhao Yue, then the main character of this Demon Slaying Conference would be gone. Then, how would the warriors who have come to the Great Witch Dynasty perceive us?"

"The Great Witch Dynasty cannot take this risk!"

Wu He chuckled lightly.

"There are seven days left until the Demon Slaying Conference starts. During these seven days, we must ask the Saint to remain here!"

"But the Saint won’t be bored, as there are so many warriors here to keep you company!"

Wu He laughed playfully, "By the way, Saint, I must remind you that the warriors imprisoned here have mostly been confined for over ten years. In such prolonged captivity, their minds are already shattered!"

"In other words, they’re no longer considered human but beasts!"

"There are a total of thirty-five thousand people imprisoned in the Eighteen Levels of Hell here!"

"I hope the Saint can get along well with them!"

"Hahahaha!"

Wu He stood above the Eighteen Levels of Hell, laughing loudly.

At this moment, Wu He turned to leave.

As Wu He turned, he coldly stated to the warriors within the Eighteen Levels of Hell, "Listen, if this Saint attempts to break out, you must stop him!"

"As long as you keep him from leaving within seven days, once that moment when the Grand Scheme is fixed arrives, I will return here and beg the Emperor to pardon all your crimes!"

"Grant you freedom!"

Wu He’s words echoed within the Eighteen Levels of Hell.

After speaking, Wu He and the one-armed Cauldron Questioning Realm Strong One stepped away.

And as he left, the entire mountain range and canyon were shrouded in a powerful Magic Circle, making escape impossible even for a fly.

Wu He’s last words sparked a commotion within the Eighteen Levels of Hell.

Inside the Great Witch Dynasty’s Eighteen Levels of Hell, the thirty-five thousand warriors were wildly overjoyed, their eyes gleaming, Wu He’s last words ringing incessantly in their ears.

They all then looked down at Lin Bai and Lin Ye at the bottom of the canyon.

As long as they could keep Lin Bai and Lin Ye here for seven days, the Great Witch Dynasty would pardon all their crimes.

For those warriors who had been imprisoned for over ten years, this was an incredible fortune!

Lin Bai once wondered why the dynasties within the Martial Arts World would even establish prisons—warriors in duels fight to the death, making prisons seemingly unnecessary.

But later, when Bai Xiaoxiao became the Emperor of Shenwu Kingdom, Lin Bai learned some things.

Establishing such prisons is not without basis but can be traced back.

The warriors imprisoned inside are generally of only a few types.

The first type, warriors who offended the Imperial Clan.

In the eyes of the Imperial Clan, killing them is the greatest mercy, so many imperial families enjoy imprisoning the warriors who wronged them, tormenting them when in a bad mood.

The second type, sects and families that offended the Imperial Clan!

After exterminating the major enemies of the sects and families, to avoid trouble, the Imperial Clan likes to imprison some weaker members of the sects, killing them after some time has passed and the storm has calmed.

If the storm does not pass and someone stands up for them, the Imperial Clan will release them!

After all, the key figures who offended the Imperial Clan are already dead. For the other warriors of these families and sects, the Imperial Clan merely imposes further punishment, killing them after some time if they go unnoticed, or if questioned about the Imperial Clan’s harsh actions, it would offer some grace by releasing the younger disciples of these sect families!

The third type, warriors holding valuable resources.

For instance, if a dynasty desires the sword skill techniques of a family or sect that has hidden them, the dynasty may destroy that sect, leaving only some high-ranking members alive, whom they imprison and torture day and night until they reveal the coveted information!

Currently, the warriors imprisoned in the Eighteen Levels of Hell are essentially these three types: those who offended the Imperial Clan, the descendants of sect and family members who offended the Imperial Clan, or those holding something precious to the Great Witch Dynasty!

Lin Bai stood at the bottom of the canyon, looking up at the crevice in the sky, his face determined.

"Let’s go, Lin Ye!"

Lin Bai coldly said before soaring upwards.

At this moment, Lin Ye had also regained some strength, following behind Lin Bai.

As soon as Lin Bai was about to take off from the ground, the warriors in the stone chambers on both sides of the canyon stepped forth, all standing in mid-air, coldly staring at Lin Bai.

"I advise all of you, do not court death!"

Lin Bai, observing their movement, coldly stated.

The warriors imprisoned there, their eyes flashing with ecstatic light, stared at Lin Bai, continuously muttering, "Freedom... freedom..."

"Stay... stay..."

"Freedom... stay..."

"Freedom... stay..."

These warriors have been imprisoned for so long, some for over ten years, some for decades, and a few have been here for a hundred years!

Their sanity has long since crumbled.

At this moment, a handful of warriors whose minds were still intact coldly said to Lin Bai, "I don’t care who you are or what you intend to do, but you must stay here for seven days!"

"This concerns the freedom of thirty-five thousand people here!"

Lin Bai raised his head, sweeping his gaze over them, coldly saying, "Today, I must leave. Block me...die!"

As he spoke, Lin Bai turned his hand, and the Demonic Sword appeared in it.

A wave of killing intent emanated!