On the day he was imprisoned, Lin Ye thought his life was over.
Taking the blame for someone else, three years in prison, a dark slogan, and even his breath smelled musty.
But he didn't expect that the secret of cultivating immortality was hidden in the cell.
A broken ancient book and a grain of rice engraved with runes allowed him to embark on the path of cultivating immortality in prison.
When others go to jail, they suffer, but when he goes to jail, it is an upgrade.
In the dark warehouse, he could see wandering ghosts;
He can force the vicious prison boss back with his momentum;
Even the ancient rituals deep in the prison were revealed by him step by step...
There is no law here, only fists and cultivation.
There is no freedom here, but countless strong people are imprisoned.
Lin Ye smiled:
"Since God has imprisoned me here, I will poke a hole in this day."
