"Ugh... Nnh..."
Zhou Yun awoke groggily to complete darkness, only faintly discerning several iron bars.
Yes, iron bars.
Each one was as thick as a wrist and looked incredibly sturdy.
With her experience, she could tell at a glance that these bars were forged from high-quality darksteel. Not even a military expert known for their immense strength could break them.
Of course, back at the Celestial Profound Sect, they would have been reinforced with talismans, but a place as small as Ling Province likely wouldn't have a Talisman Master.
The Martial Dao was so widespread because everyone had a chance to practice it, but there were many other Great Daos in the world.
As stray thoughts surfaced, Zhou Yun felt a fiery sting on her right cheek, which was now clearly swollen.
She didn't entertain any foolish thoughts about why her captor hadn't shown her any mercy.
Zhou Yun tried to struggle to her feet, but she found her body was sore and weak, completely unable to move.
"Sigh..."
