Black Prison.
Ye Feng's figure appeared out of thin air.
Although he had killed over three thousand Black Prison convicts in just over half a month, compared to the vast base of hundreds of thousands, this number was not much.
The other convicts had yet to notice.
For these top-ranked Immortal Emperors, half a month passes in the blink of an eye. By the time they realize that thousands of convicts have mysteriously disappeared, Ye Feng would have already collected nine fruits.
Whoosh!
Ye Feng landed on the summit of Black Prison Peak but did not see the Black Prison Demonic Beast, hastily shouting.
"Senior Demon Beast?"
However, despite shouting several times, there was no response.
Inside the Floating Ancient Tree.
"Roaring!"
The Black Prison Demon Sect had just finished fishing, with its belly full, lying on a carpet and snoring loudly like a howling gale, deafening to the ears.
But outside, it was entirely inaudible.
"Senior, senior..."
