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It was a black metal cube, square in shape, about the size of a fist, heavy in the hand, and exuding a faint chill.

This metal cube looks like a whole, but it is composed of one thousand and eighty smaller cubes.

...Heavenly Tribulation Prison.

In the dream, Ye Ran led the Heavenly Tribulation Prison to capture demons all over the world and imprisoned their souls here.

This is an artifact and a prison.

There are burning incense and flower drunkenness in the world, and now, even the Heavenly Tribulation Prison appears in his hands.

For ten years, I had the same dream every night, but the dream lasted for ten years.

Ye Ran in the dream also grew from a toddler to a teenager.

During the day, Ye Ran was in a trance and had a hard time concentrating, but he learned everything quickly. This was not because he was talented, but because he knew what he knew in his dreams.

I should have thought of it earlier, it was not a dream.

Suddenly, an invisible vortex emerged from the black square, dragging Ye Ran's spirit into it.

…

What you see is endless desolation, the dark red sky, the cracked earth, and the desolate silence.

A man in black attire was half-kneeling in the center of the earth. His translucent body was locked by eighteen black chains, making him unable to move.

Demon Lord.

In the dream, Ye Ran captured the 1,080th demon.

"Who would have thought that Huo Tianxing, the founder of Yunguang Trading Company, was actually the murderous demon king."

The corner of Ye Ran's mouth twitched slightly, and then he said calmly.

"Ah……"

Demon Lord looked at Ye Ran, his eyes were cold, and he said faintly, "Then who would have thought that the person who came out of the punishment from heaven and kidnapped me would be an ordinary young man with no cultivation?"

"My people will not let you go, they will find you and cut you into pieces."

The moment he arrived here, the Demon Lord understood that the reason why this young man was able to escape from the punishment of heaven and control the power of punishment was not because of him, but because of this prison that was full of the aura of punishment.

Ye Ran was slightly startled, and he cupped his hands towards the Demon Lord: "Thank you for reminding me, I will hide my identity."

"No one would believe that the Demon Lord was captured by an ordinary person with no cultivation."

The Demon Lord was startled, and his face became extremely gloomy.

"who are you!"

The Demon Lord roared, unable to suppress his emotions any longer.

"you guess?"

Ye Ran blinked his eyes.

Who is he? There are many people he is.

In the past ten years, in order to catch these demons, Ye Ran has created a lot of confusing identities, some of which he himself cannot even remember.

Now he is a little lucky that in order to avoid Qin Zhen, he has not used the little vest of ghost doctor Yama in the past year. Otherwise, he really doesn't know how long he will be on the road to death.

Before this, it was not easy for Ye Ran to remember his identity.

The demon king was still roaring, and the chains on his body began to slowly tighten, dragging him into the prison cell.

There are a total of 1,080 cells in the Heavenly Tribulation Prison. Now, all the cells are full, with a total of 1,080 big demons.

Ye Ran could clearly feel that the surrounding heaven and earth had undergone some subtle changes. This originally incomplete Heavenly Tribulation Prison seemed to be complete.

The dark red sky darkened, and streaks of black thunder intertwined, making loud rumbling noises.

Suddenly, the thunder in the sky gathered together, forming a black beam of light, which hit Ye Ran's head heavily.

boom--

Ye Ran's mind exploded in an instant.

Complex information rushed into his mind and merged with his memory in a very forceful way.

"Thunder Hell Sutra".

A practice method.

The black air flow was like thunder, running over Ye Ran's body arrogantly.

His meridians, which were already blocked, became even more blocked after this black air flow passed through them. His meridians were completely blocked, and other than the thunderous black air flow, no other air could be allowed to pass through.

The black air flow circulates in Ye Yan's body for thirty-six times, converges to the Dantian, and evolves into black true energy.

First level warrior realm.

Ye Ran opened his eyes, and a flash of lightning flashed from his eyes.

He gently grasped it with his left hand, and the Heavenly Tribulation Prison in his hand was instantly broken down into one thousand and eighty small squares, which were rearranged and combined at an extremely fast speed, and finally turned into a small black ring, which was placed on the left hand.

On the little finger.

The warrior's aura that was about to burst out of his body instantly became invisible and was covered by the ring.

The divine weapon and the catastrophe are ever-changing.

In the dream, this artifact was turned into a mask by Ye Ran and put on his face.

…

Ye Ran was a little annoyed. Demon Lord's words made him feel in danger.

In the dream, Ye Ran also thought he was dreaming, so he kept letting himself go, acting in an unruly style and not knowing how to restrain himself. He offended both those who could be offended and those who could not be offended.

Especially those big demon kings who are locked up in the Heavenly Tribulation Prison, none of them have any relatives or friends.

It turned out to be not a dream, who could he ask to reason with.

In fact, Ye Ran himself is not afraid, he is afraid of involving his grandfather.

You have to practice quickly and gain strength.

…

"Good morning."

Lin Yan was in a good mood, and there was a touch of sunshine on her face.

With a piece of candy in his mouth, he greeted Ye Ran. The communication talisman in his arms flashed and he ignored it.

"Morning."

Ye Ran said hello to Lin Yan, put on his clothes, and went to the yard to fetch water and wash up. When he came back, the food box on the desk had been removed, and there was a bowl of porridge, which was still steaming.

"Thanks."

Seeing that Lin Yan had prepared breakfast for himself, Ye Ran felt a little warm in his heart.

He thanked him, sat down by the desk and started eating. The light sweetness mixed with the fragrance of lotus seeds filled his heart and spleen.

A smile appeared from the corner of Lin Yan's mouth, he turned around and continued reading.

The early morning sunlight shines in through the east window, and the atmosphere in the room is inexplicably harmonious.

Suddenly, the door shook and made a small noise, as if it had been hit by something, and a commotion came from the courtyard.

Lin Yan frowned slightly, put down the book in his hand, stood up and came to the door.

Ye Ran ignored it and took small sips of the porridge in the bowl.

On the door, three golden formations lit up slightly, outlining a small formation.

"Array?"

Lin Yan looked at Ye Ran in shock.

"I just carved it when I woke up this morning. I didn't expect it to be useful."

Ye Ran raised his eyes and smiled.

"Do you know how to form?"

Lin Yan's expression was a little stiff. His sleep was very light and he would be awakened by even the slightest noise. But he didn't realize that Ye Ran had gotten up in the morning and carved a formation on the door.

"Learned a little bit."

Ye Ran nodded, "Not bad."

The formation composed of three formation patterns is the lowest formation, and it is indeed just okay.

The door is an entry-level defensive formation. As long as you don't hit the door with brute force, it will not be touched. Once it is touched, a backlash will occur in an instant. The greater the force you hit the door, the harder the backlash will be.

The man outside fell hard.

Lin Yan opened the door.
To be continued...