Chapter 813: The Eighth Layer of the Immortal Prison

About a million li away from the Cloudy Sky Paradise, Su Che turned to Ling Xuan and asked in a deep voice, “Fellow Ling Xuan, is the place you want to take us to the Mysterious Swamp in the Deer Emperor’s territory?”
“Huh? How did you know?”
Ling Xuan was stunned because she had only mentioned the Deer Emperor’s territory without specifying the exact location.
The Dragon Emperor beside her immediately understood Su Che’s intention. Seizing the moment Ling Xuan was distracted, he formed a claw with his right hand and used a powerful grasping technique.
His grasping technique was slightly different from others—black dragon claws suddenly appeared behind Ling Xuan. The massive claws closed instantly, capturing her and holding her tightly.
The Dragon Emperor knew that Su Che wanted to capture Ling Xuan alive and did not intend to kill her outright.
“You guys…”
Ling Xuan was not slow to react. As soon as she was caught, after struggling a few times, she realized she had no chance against the Dragon Emperor, who possessed the strength of the Seventh Heaven.
Acting quickly, she abandoned her physical body. With a bang, a black shadow shot out from her forehead and tried to flee using her demonic soul body without hesitation.
The evil demonic soul of the ancient demon god could penetrate all matter in the world, ignoring defenses and restraints. Its speed was extremely fast—it seemed it could vanish in an instant.
However, Su Che was prepared. He had already released chaotic energy, creating a closed barrier with a diameter of a hundred zhang.
Bang!
Ling Xuan’s demonic soul collided with the chaotic barrier but failed to penetrate it, instead being violently bounced back. Finally, she encountered her match.
Whoosh!
Similar to the Dragon Emperor’s move, Su Che also formed a claw-like hand and used a grasping force on Ling Xuan’s demonic soul—not the grasping technique but the Devouring Technique.
“Come here!”
With a cold shout, Su Che’s force stretched Ling Xuan’s demonic soul into a long strip, like thick smoke, about to be sucked into an endless black hole. This was to trap her directly in the Immortal Prison.
Ling Xuan’s demonic soul body had only strange attributes and no strong physical strength. Moreover, this was not her domain as a demon god. Faced head-on, she was no match for a Seventh Heaven Immortal Emperor, let alone Su Che’s power, which had been amplified a hundredfold.
“Ah!”
Ling Xuan’s demonic soul let out a shriek and roared, “Despicable and untrustworthy!”
Su Che smiled coldly, “Are you referring to yourself?”
Whoosh whoosh whoosh…
The formless demonic soul was torn into a twisting black smoke by the irresistible devouring force. This was a phenomenon caused by Ling Xuan’s stubborn resistance, but it was merely her last struggle.

She just couldn’t figure out why Su Che, who seemed upright and amiable, would suddenly go back on his word and turn ruthless, even attacking her as soon as they left Yunxiao Tianfu. What exactly had revealed his weakness?
“Ah!”
With a shrill scream, the true form of the demon soul was gradually drawn into the Immortal Prison by Su Che, leaving no trace in the void.
Swish!
With another wave of his hand, Su Che took away Ling Xuan’s physical body as well. Caught off guard, she was captured alive! Without delay, she was sent to the fourth floor of the Immortal Prison to be enslaved as a soul slave!
Whether it was a true immortal from the celestial realm or an ancient demon god, any being with a soul could be enslaved in this way. Moreover, Ling Xuan’s true strength was even inferior to Su Che’s, making it effortless to enslave her.
“Is it done?” the Dragon Emperor asked in a deep voice.
“Yes.”
Su Che nodded lightly before explaining, “This Ling Xuan was possessed by the demon soul tens of thousands of years ago. Over the years, using the bones of demon gods as bait, she lured several immortal emperors into her domain, devouring their immortal essences to strengthen her own demon soul power. Once she reached a certain level, this ancient demon god could truly be reborn…”
After hearing this explanation, the Dragon Emperor suddenly understood but still asked out of curiosity, “How did the Arbiter see through all this?”
Su Che didn’t speak; he simply pointed upward.
“Oh, I see.”
The Dragon Emperor nodded, assuming that it was some immortal sage’s guidance that allowed Su Che to uncover Ling Xuan’s true nature.
So, what should they do next?
“Head to the Maze Swamp!” Before the Dragon Emperor could ask, Su Che took the initiative to say, “I already know where her lair is. That so-called domain of the demon god is no longer a concern.”
“Good!”
With a wave of his hand, the Dragon Emperor summoned his Nine-Dragon Imperial Chariot…
A few hours later, the two penetrated deep into the Maze Swamp and arrived in front of the black palace. Su Che released Ling Xuan in her human form. Of course, Ling Xuan was now a soul slave, and Su Che already knew all the secrets of this black palace.
The ten-zhang-high palace gates were gently pushed open by Ling Xuan, allowing them to enter the domain of the demon god.
The Dragon Emperor scrutinized Ling Xuan before looking at Su Che for confirmation.
“No problem,” Su Che nodded. “She’s completely under my control; there’s no more danger.”
“The Arbiter is truly skilled,” the Dragon Emperor praised sincerely.
However, before entering the domain of the demon god, Su Che wondered secretly, “Are those demon god bones still there?”

Logically, the bones of the demon gods should still be in their original place. Since his consciousness returned from a month ago to the present, everything has to start over, including collecting those bones. For now, the eighth layer of the Immortal Prison has not been opened, and there are no such bones inside it, so they must still be there, waiting for him to collect them. However, Su Che also knew that traveling through time was extremely complex—there were no fixed rules or patterns, nor could it be judged by what was reasonable or unreasonable; any situation was possible. Different people might experience varying effects and changes when traveling through time. But one thing was absolutely impossible: two actual versions of oneself could never meet. If one divided one’s existence into three states—past self, present self, future self—then no matter how one traveled through time, only one physical self would appear, while the other would exist as an ideological form. The reason for this was that if two physical selves met, it would mean the creation of two Immortal Prisons. Two Immortal Prisons? If that were possible, wouldn’t one be able to infinitely replicate Immortal Prisons through time travel? Was that possible? Of course not! Therefore, Su Che believed that no matter how one traveled through time, only one physical entity and one set of thoughts from a different time would appear. When these two merged, it would grant the ability to predict the future, thus allowing one to change their own destiny… With a slightly anxious heart, he entered the domain of the demon gods and indeed saw mountains of their bones in a certain area. This feeling gave Su Che a dreamlike sense of uncertainty: Was everything he was experiencing really real? With a whoosh, the bones were successfully brought into the Immortal Prison. Without delay, Su Che ordered, “Open the eighth layer.” “Sure, master,” replied Lao He promptly. Countless bones of the demon gods were swallowed and merged by the Immortal Prison Pagoda, and the cosmic space of the first layer began to expand. Using his “predictive ability,” Su Che knew that this expansion would last ten days, with the scale increasing by more than 2,000 times, giving him 50 billion planets… “Rest here for ten days,” he said, then sat down silently.

The Dragon Emperor didn’t know the reason, nor did he dare ask too much. Anyway, if he wanted to enter the Immortal Lord’s Treasury to seize opportunities, he had to obediently follow the orders of this referee envoy. Whatever he said, that’s what had to be done! Ling Xuan had no objections at all either; he silently guarded Su Che’s back, fulfilling the duties and obligations of a soul slave at all times. Ten days later, the eighth layer of the Immortal Prison was officially opened. The scale of the space in the first layer of the Immortal Prison had indeed expanded by more than 2,000 times, with 50 billion planets appearing. Lao He asked, “Master, don’t you want to learn about the new functions of the eighth layer of the Immortal Prison?” “No need!” Su Che replied, “I’ve already understood them.” “Oh…” Lao He scratched his forehead and muttered softly, “But I still don’t understand.” “You?” Su Che laughed, “I guess you’ll never be able to fully understand this function.” “Why?” Lao He was displeased, “I’m the chief spirit of the Immortal Prison Pagoda. Why can’t I understand it clearly?” “This question is extremely complex and impossible to explain clearly. You’ll have to figure it out on your own,” Su Che said with a smile. “But I guess the more you think about it, the more confused you’ll get. Haha…” “How can that be?” Lao He frowned and muttered for a long time, “That’s not fair, master.” “Although you’re the chief spirit of the Immortal Prison, since the day you were born, you’ve been completely clueless about the specific functions and existence form of this treasure…” Su Che sighed deeply, “It’s not that you don’t know, but that you’ve ‘forgotten’ everything.” “I could never forget things that happened in the past, unless…” Lao He sat on the ground with his thick legs spread out, holding his head and struggling to think. At first, he still had a bit of clarity in his mind, but the more he thought about it, the more confused he became. Su Che smiled inwardly: Poor Lao He. Whoosh! Su Che activated the three-dimensional map of the Earthly Immortal Realm and pointed to five coordinate points on the map, saying to Ling Xuan, “This coordinate represents your lair; the other four represent the four other ancient demon gods who possess the power of time essence. Take a look—where should we go next?” “This is the territory of the Lieye Demon God. I’m quite familiar with him and know roughly where his lair is,” Ling Xuan replied respectfully. “Master, I suggest we go there first.” “Alright!” The three of them left the demon god’s realm. Then, Ling Xuan raised her hand, and the black palace before them shrank rapidly, turning into a tiny black dot that merged into the tip of her finger. Whoosh whoosh whoosh whoosh…

The Nine-Dragon Imperial Chariot carried Su Che and the other two, speeding away. In the blink of an eye, it left the Maze Swamp and was heading toward the lair of the second ancient demon god.
The Eight Layers of the Immortal Prison had officially opened, granting extraordinary powers such as predicting the future, traveling through time, altering the future, changing the present, and even rewriting the past.
Moreover, these powers would only grow stronger…