Eternal Cultivation of Alchemy - Chapter 2668

"Damn you, old man!" Alex shouted. "Why are you so vindictive? I have never done anything to you, your daughter, or your people. I don't have the Elixir you want either. Why are you punishing me for a crime I've never committed?"

"I don't entirely believe you in anything you say," the man said. "You could be dangerous to my tribe. You could be dangerous to me. You could hold the Elixir for all I know. And who knows what crimes you will commit in the future. It is better for me to keep you here."

Alex sucked in a deep breath, controlling his anger. The words hurt him deeper than the man could've ever known.

"You think you can do anything just because you are in power. You will see how wrong you are," Alex said. "You, the Storm God, everyone will see what mistake they have made. I will kill you all."

The chief sneered. "You want to kill me? Good luck. I will see how you will do that when you can never leave this place." seaʀᴄh thё ηovёlFire .net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

"Oh, I will leave this place, just you watch," Alex said. "The day I leave this prison will be the day you will die."

The chief turned around, not letting Alex's threats even touch him. He knew Alex was forever going to be imprisoned here, so the threats meant nothing.

Alex got so angry that he grabbed the bed and threw it at the chief.

There was no physical barrier there, so the bed flew out with a loud noise and struck the chief in the back.

The bed shattered as the chief fell to the ground, mostly uninjured. He quickly got back up, staring at Alex with a furious look, but left without saying anything.

Alex was left with a heart full of bitter emotions. He had been so ready to leave this place, only to be kept back by the spiteful anger of a single man. He did not like this one bit.

He walked over to the center and sat down on the ground, since he no longer had a bed to work with. He was still angry, even furious at being kept here to the point that he wanted to get out of here right now.

To do that, he could think of only one thing.

He had to shut down the formation.

Alex guessed that the formation, or the metal with scripts on it, was somewhere below him. It had to be underground, so he started digging through the rocky surface of his prison, trying to get to the formation.

There were only two ways to get out of this prison after all. Since simply training himself to become stronger than the formation was going to take a long time, breaking what ran the formation was the next best way.

Alex easily dug a couple of meters in a few minutes, taking out chunks and chunks of rock. However, after that he reached the sandy section of the ground, which took a little more effort to take out.

Alex created a shovel out of his own blood and continued digging.

As he dug more and more, he quickly realized an issue that he hadn't thought of in his anger. The more he dug, the closer he got to the boundary of the barrier.

Meaning, his head hurt more and more.

But he was too angry to stop at this point. Such minor pain would not stop him from venting all the anger he had in his unfair and unjust situation.

By the time he calmed down, Alex had dug up a 10-meter hole in his prison.

Some grains of sand cascaded down the hole, but for the most part, the hole was quite stable.

The headache he got from where he was at was just enough to get him to stop digging any further, and forced him to calm down once again. Once he was calm, Alex sat down in the hole and thought of the different things he was going to have to do in the future.

How long would he have to stay imprisoned really?

He didn't want to stay here for too long. There were so many things he had to worry about. Whisker, Pearl, Midnight, Godslayer, his family.

So many things he needed to care about. He had tried his best until now to not think about any of them at all, just so he didn't panic with his need to hurry, but he couldn't stop it now.

He panicked and he got sad. For the first time since coming to Hell, Alex finally hated it here. He wanted to get out, but he couldn't.

There was no easy way out.

He had to accept that. Whether it was this formation or Hell itself. The only way he could leave it was the hard way. The long way.

'I need to get stronger,' he thought. 'I need to get so much stronger.'

Alex's training intensified starting then.

He trained his Intent much more, while spending that same time trying to change his blood technique. The Blood Beasts had to get a much-needed improvement after all.

He wished there was Qi to improve his cultivation base as well, but there was none there at all. Since he wasn't going to be getting any food or water for the foreseeable future, Alex didn't use it much at all, keeping all of his Immortal Qi for the duration of his time within here.

He needed to survive after all.

Just surviving took little to no Qi at all, so he could go on for years without using up the slightest bit of Qi.

Xichen didn't return after that, so Alex had even less distraction. He kept training his intent and kept digging further to get to the formation each time he improved it even more.

Then, around 2 years after he first began digging the hole in his prison, Alex finally reached the 15-meter mark.

When he did, he sensed something.