Supreme Emptiness

Chapter 2243: Chapter 2287: Unworthy Sage of Azure Heaven

Tiandu, Black Moon Sanatorium.

Deep underground, a long river of magma flowed sluggishly. Beside the river stood row after row of blazing furnaces, where flocks of chained slaves carried various Artifact Refining materials back and forth. The sanatorium’s underground had undeniably been transformed into a secret Artifact Refining Base.

Among the slaves hauling materials was Liang Feiyan. With his Angel face and Asura physique, he stood out from the crowd of slaves, catching the eye instantly. Behind him were Ren Guhong and Wang Chongling. All three were covered in grime, clearly having suffered no small amount of torment.

"When is this work ever going to end?" Ren Guhong muttered.

Liang Feiyan wiped the black soot from his face. "Damn it, once I get out of here, I’m going to tear the bastard who tricked us limb from limb!"

Wang Chongling remained the most composed. "They won’t let us go," she said flatly. "We’ll either die here from the labor or be silenced permanently."

She glanced around the heavily guarded underground cavern. Not only was there a barrier sealing the ceiling, but isolation arrays were also deeply embedded into the underground perimeter. It was specifically designed to prevent anyone from escaping.

SPLASH!

AARGH!

Suddenly, a bloodcurdling scream shattered the relative peace. The three immediately looked over and saw that a captive hauling materials had accidentally slipped and fallen into the scorching hot magma. Although he was pulled out just in time, his entire lower half had instantly melted away.

"Quick, give him a Healing Spirit Pill!" someone cried out.

The victim who fell into the magma was in the Nascent Soul Realm, meaning he still lacked the ability to regenerate severed limbs on his own.

WHOOSH!

A figure materialized from thin air, appearing beside the injured man. His face was sinister, his expression freezing cold, radiating an extreme sense of arrogance. It was none other than Feng Lingxiao!

The Black Moon Sanatorium was one of the properties owned by the Feng family. In the past, it had indeed been a legitimate medical facility. But now, with the world on the verge of chaos, the Feng family wanted to claim their slice of the pie in the impending turmoil. As a result, they had established this secret Artifact Refining Base beneath the sanatorium. On one hand, they forged a massive number of Magic Artifacts to sell externally and earn Daqian Divine Coins; on the other, they hoarded a portion for their own use during the chaotic times ahead.

However, Nanqian had strict regulations stating that without explicit imperial authorization, one could not casually establish an Artifact Refining Base. For this reason, they bought and traded many captives, escorting them into this underground facility for secret manufacturing.

Looking down at the injured Nascent Soul Realm cultivator on the ground, Feng Lingxiao said coldly, "Does a mere Nascent Soul ant warrant wasting a precious Healing Spirit Pill?" He stomped his foot directly onto the man’s chest, crushing it to a bloody pulp.

This brutal scene shocked the entire cavern of slaves into absolute silence. What made them shudder even more was how casually Feng Lingxiao ordered a nearby supervisor, "Don’t let the corpse go to waste. Drag it away."

The supervisor expertly gathered the body and hauled it off.

Liang Feiyan’s hair stood on end. The Black Moon Sanatorium not only enslaved people to forge Magic Artifacts, but they also took the corpses of the captives for ulterior purposes. Perhaps they were sold, or maybe their blood was drained and their body parts extracted as materials. This was simply a cannibalistic Hell that devoured people whole!

Right at that moment, another illusory figure flickered into existence. He wore a black robe, beneath which the distinct aura of Karma Barrier subtly circulated.

Astonishingly, it was an Inferior Sage!

To the shock of Liang Feiyan and the others, the Inferior Sage before them was none other than the leader of the Ten Sins of Central Earth who had escaped from the battle in the Heavenly Realm—Inferior Sage Qingtian! To think that they had actually come to Nanqian! And they were closely colluding with certain families of Nanqian.

"What are you doing here?" Feng Lingxiao’s expression shifted slightly, revealing a look of displeasure. Although he was cooperating with the Ten Sins of Central Earth, this location was highly sensitive; naturally, he didn’t want the other party wandering in and out as they pleased.

"Don’t be nervous," Inferior Sage Qingtian said in a hoarse voice. "We’re all in the same boat now; neither of us can do without the other.

"I have come in the hope that you can pass a message to that Marquis.

"Hand those Three Calamities Realm cultivators from the Martial Vault over to us for disposal.

"If we can harvest the power of Karma Barrier from them, it will be of immense benefit to us!"

"Don’t even dream about it!" Feng Lingxiao snorted. "Those Three Calamities Realm experts belong to the Martial Vault. If we dispose of them without authorization, it will spark a conflict between both sides.

"The Nanqian Royal Family will never agree to execute them."

Hearing this, Inferior Sage Qingtian fell silent and didn’t press the issue. However, as his gaze shifted, he suddenly spotted Liang Feiyan, Wang Chongling, and Ren Guhong.

The corners of his mouth curled up into a surprised smile. "Oh? It seems I’ve spotted a few old acquaintances."

Feng Lingxiao followed his gaze, his eyes narrowing. "Old acquaintances? What, are they from Central Earth?"

Inferior Sage Qingtian let out a raspy chuckle. "Not just Central Earth. They are the fellow disciples of your nemesis, Jiang Fan."

What?

The aura rolling off Feng Lingxiao’s body surged like roaring thunder. Traces of ghastly killing intent churned in his eyes. "Jiang Fan’s disciples? Heh heh."

He shot them a vicious glare, an intense killing intent piercing toward the three of them, threatening to crush them into mincemeat! But Inferior Sage Qingtian raised a hand, effortlessly blocking Feng Lingxiao’s murderous intent.

"What are you doing?" Feng Lingxiao asked in displeasure.

"Wouldn’t killing them so easily be letting them off the hook?" Inferior Sage Qingtian asked hoarsely. "Why not hand them over to us instead?"

Feng Lingxiao thought for a moment. Recalling the brutal cultivation methods of these Inferior Sages, the coldness in his eyes faded. When it came to torturing people, no one was better at it than these Inferior Sages.

His gaze swept over the three captives. He merely glanced past Ren Guhong and Wang Chongling, but when his eyes fell on Liang Feiyan and saw his Angel Clan facial features, he was slightly taken aback.

"He’s this pretty?"

Even as a man, he found himself stunned by the sheer beauty of that face. However, when he noticed the burly physique of the Asura Clan beneath it, the intense contrast almost made him cough up a mouthful of blood.

"Take the other two," he spat maliciously, "but leave this one here. Let him work until he drops dead!"

Liang Feiyan was dumbfounded. He hadn’t even done anything! Who did he offend?

"Very well. You two, come with me!" Inferior Sage Qingtian commanded.

Ren Guhong and Wang Chongling’s expressions changed, but before they could react, Inferior Sage Qingtian flicked his sleeve, and the two were swept away uncontrollably.

Feng Lingxiao then glared viciously at Liang Feiyan. "Someone get over here! Assign the most grueling and exhausting work to this bastard!

"If he gets even a moment of comfort, all of you will be punished together!"

Liang Feiyan laughed out of pure anger. Knowing he was as good as dead anyway, he lost all fear.

"Listen here, you son of a bitch! Not only am I Jiang Fan’s disciple, but I’m also his sworn brother who’s gone through life and death with him!

"If you kill me, just wait for him to avenge me!"

Oh?

Feng Lingxiao’s gaze turned sharp and chilling. "Heh, revenge?

"That’s exactly what I’m hoping for!"

Liang Feiyan sneered, "You think you’re such a big deal just because you’re a Sage?

"My brother killed countless Sages in the Heavenly Realm! Slaughtering you would be as easy as flipping his palm!"

Feng Lingxiao threw his head back and laughed loudly. "Slaughter me?

"Let’s put aside the question of whether he even possesses the ability to kill me!

"Would he even dare to step foot in Nanqian?"

Liang Feiyan gritted his teeth, completely rendered speechless. Nanqian was Feng Lingxiao’s stronghold. If Jiang Fan really came here, he would only be at a massive disadvantage.