Chapter 4197 The Human Spirits

The Grand Supreme Elderly Lord, floating above Zen, stared blankly at the countless dots of light in front of them.

"Are all these the creatures of the main world locked in this Cold Prison?" asked the Grand Supreme Elderly Lord.

All he knew about the Cold Prison, and little else, was that it was the most frigid place there was.

"That's right," Zen replied with a nod.

"Can you see their original appearances?" the Grand Supreme Elderly Lord asked again.

"Yes, and so can you," Zen said with a smile.

A ball of green light burst out from the Civilization Artifact of the Heavenly Obsession Civilization in the primitive land. A whirring sound began to hum within the core of the Heavenly Obsession Civilization in the Blooming Jade Stage.

Buzz!

The eyes of Zen and the Grand Supreme Elderly Lord now glowed with a green light.

The core of the Heavenly Obsession Civilization could decipher the Cold Prison quickly.

That was why it took only a moment for the original appearances of the countless light dots to become visible to Zen and the Grand Supreme Elderly Lord.

"What a unique ability! It assessed the light dots and restored them just like that!" the Grand Supreme Elderly Lord exclaimed in awe. His eyes widened, however, when he realized what he was now looking at. "Are these human spirits?" he sputtered out.

Zen nodded.

It was almost impossible to distinguish between human spirits and human race from appearance alone. However, since the seventy-seventh chaotic era, only the Grand Supreme Elderly Lord had set foot in the Jade Pure Realm, so he knew it was impossible for any other human to be here.

These human spirits must have been in the Cold Prison for many years.

They were wrapped in the same golden armors and lay side by side, motionless on the ground.

"I'm afraid these human spirits may be dead," the Grand Supreme Elderly Lord said gingerly.

"I don't think so." Zen shook his head. "I know of a giant who survived the Cold Prison in the upper ice field of the Blooming Jade Stage, and his strength was far inferior to that of human spirits."

The giant Pompe

"I shall go further on and have a look."

Zen exited the Cold Prison and moved along the snake-shaped road.

There were golden-armored human spirits lying on both sides of the snake-shaped road along the first thousand feet or so. From that point on, the human spirits lying on the ground wore cyan armors.

It would seem those in the cyan armors were stronger than those in the golden ones.

At some point even further on, the human spirits, beautiful women among them, started sporting a variety of luxury clothes instead of armors. Zen went inside the Cold Prison to check again. Indeed, no souls remained either in the men or the women.

Zen continued on along the meandering road.

The road grew wider and wider until it diverged into three paths. Where the left and right paths ended were visible from this distance. But the middle path was obscured by a gate of carved ice.

Zen took the left path.

At the end was a burly man seated on an ice throne.

He seemed familiar, but Zen couldn't remember where he had seen him before.

Zen walked back to the crossroad and took the right path this time. At the end was a woman, again seated on an ice throne.

The woman looked very young. She sat sideways on the throne, her legs dangling stylishly from the armrest.

When Zen had gotten close enough to see the woman's face, however, his eyebrows shot up in surprise. "Dorothy?!" he blurted out.