Chapter 1260: Chapter 581: Overcoming Calamity and Obtaining a First-Grade Opportunity

"Has the Immortal Prison Hall also restored some of its power?"

At this moment, the Prison Elder also sensed the Awakening of the Artifact Spirit of the Immortal Prison Hall.

However, this was something it had anticipated, after all, if the Immortal Prison Hall was to recover from some injuries, it would naturally benefit the Artifact Spirit.

But it’s not a problem; sooner or later, it will be able to devour this Artifact Spirit.

More importantly, it needs to seize the moment when the Immortal Prison Hall regains its power to break free from some of its constraints.

By doing this, it could achieve more, even extending some of its power outside, thereby influencing more areas of the Immortal Prison.

And all of this is thanks to this foolish Mortal Cultivator.

This Mortal Cultivator probably never imagined that their actions would lead to such consequences, even in death.

Yet, this is perfectly understandable.

After all, it’s just a Mortal Cultivator, with a narrow perspective, how could they know what power true strong individuals possess?

"Wait, what exactly does this human intend to do?"

Suddenly, as the Prison Elder was contemplating how to deal with the Mortal Cultivator, it suddenly witnessed this human taking action at the very moment when its powers were about to recover.

An obscure black spear emanated from this human, and the moment it appeared, it was as if the surrounding spacetime came to a standstill.

Simultaneously, the Domain of Death spread in all directions, bringing endless silence and destruction to this world.

Even someone as powerful and mysterious as the Prison Elder felt a horrifying suffocation.

"Spear of Hell, this is the Magical Treasure of the Immortal Prison, the Spear of Hell."

"Wait, wasn’t this Immortal Artifact supposed to have shattered long ago? Why does it appear here?"

"Where on earth did this Mortal Cultivator obtain the Spear of Hell?"

The Prison Elder’s expression drastically changed; it never anticipated that at this critical moment, this despicable Mortal Cultivator would have such a trump card, having actually found the Spear of Hell.

Undoubtedly, this Mortal Cultivator had prepared countless backups for this moment, a testament to their cunning.

It had previously thought that this Mortal Cultivator knew nothing.

But now it seemed that the opponent knew everything, and to deceive it, had plotted for a long time.

"It’s over, I can’t move now, nor can I unleash any power."

"To what extent did this guy calculate against me?!"

The Prison Elder’s face turned ashen.

It initially wanted to counterattack and instantly kill this hateful Mortal Cultivator before its eyes, but quickly realized its power couldn’t move an inch, completely suppressed by the power of the Immortal Prison Hall.

If given just one more breath, the sealing chains on its body would snap in part, allowing it to recover some power. At that time, killing this Mortal Cultivator would be a piece of cake.

Yet at this moment, it was at its most vulnerable; the opponent seized this point and struck, catching it completely off guard.

Thud!

The next second, the Spear of Hell came crashing down, transforming into a black ray of light that pierced through its body, while the power of the Law of Death erupted, annihilating its strength.

"Ah!"

The Prison Elder couldn’t help but let out a shrill scream, experiencing unprecedented pain, akin to being sliced by a thousand cuts. This agony was indescribable as its body shattered inch by inch.

It now regretted immensely; had it known earlier the tremendous threat this Mortal Cultivator posed, it would have gone to any length to kill them earlier.

But precisely because of its arrogance, underestimating the threat of this Mortal Cultivator, it ended up in such a predicament, a consequence brought upon itself.

Unbeknownst to it, if it had indeed planned to act this way, Jiang Fan would have been aware ahead of time, and wouldn’t have come to the Immortal Prison Hall. Precisely because it didn’t plan to do so, Jiang Fan dared to come to the Immortal Prison Hall.

It could be said that the actions of the Prison Elder were merely a part of destiny, already foreseen by Jiang Fan.

Whoosh!

In an instant, at the moment of near death, the Prison Elder turned into a black ray of light, dove into the depths of the Immortal Prison Hall, abandoning much of its physical form, like a gecko shedding its tail to survive.

And then it vanished before Jiang Fan’s eyes, having completely disappeared.

"Escaped, huh?"

Jiang Fan squinted his eyes, sensing that although the Spear of Hell had severely injured the Prison Elder, it hadn’t truly killed this terrifying entity.

The opponent decomposed itself into parts and merged into the depths of the Immortal Prison Hall, making it impossible to find.

"Indeed, it escaped."

"This creature has been corroding the Immortal Prison Hall for a long time, at least several billion years."

"This has resulted in part of the core of the Immortal Prison Hall belonging to it."

"As long as it doesn’t want to die, it’s very difficult to kill it."

"To have injured it to such an extent is practically the best outcome."

The Spear of Hell spoke.

To be honest, it didn’t expect such a favorable battle result.

Originally, it thought that with its power, inflicting some damage to this enigmatic entity would be a big victory.

It never imagined that the timing chosen by this Mortal Cultivator for it to act was so perfect, such that even being one second too early or too late could lead to different results.

It was this precisely timed attack that severely injured the Prison Elder, pushing the opponent to the brink of death.