Starting from the imperial palace guards, his clones spread all over the world.

Chapter 666 There is only one person who must be killed!
The heart of Beijing.

At the end of Zhuque Avenue, which runs through the capital, a heavy, oppressive cluster of dark gray buildings stands solemnly.

From a distance, it doesn't look like a government office; it looks more like a colossal black stone beast dwelling in the heart of the capital!
This is the very heart of the dynasty's judiciary, the Six Doors of the Capital Region, which strikes fear into the hearts of bandits and terrifies powerful figures in the Jiangnan region at midnight!

The Six Gates of the capital city are the most important of the Six Gates in all the states in the world. They are the core hub for maintaining public order and arresting criminals in the entire dynasty.

The main gate here is made up of six huge bronze plates, giving it a solemn and majestic appearance.

After passing through three copper gates guarded by experts, there is a dark hall.

Inside the main hall, there is a sand table with a diameter of ten zhang (approximately 33 meters). In the center of the sand table is a three-dimensional miniature model of the capital city, with streets, alleys, waterways, palace walls, and government offices all meticulously detailed and lifelike.

This place is the heart that controls the safety of the capital.

With a single command, arrest warrants can be instantly sent throughout the land, mobilizing all constables in the city, sealing off any street, and controlling every pulse of this giant city.

It can be said to be a place where power is concentrated.

At this time, a man was standing in front of the sand table, his eyes fixed on the miniature model of the capital.

His actual age is probably over 60, but he still looks young. It would not be out of place if he were in his 40s or 50s.

The man was eight feet tall, with a body like a pine tree and a face as gloomy as iron. He was like a towering mountain, exuding a majesty that was difficult to look directly at.

On his lapel!
Six golden eagles, each with a unique shape and intricately embroidered with gold thread, poised for flight!
It radiates a cold and absolutely sharp light even in the dim light!

You can wear this garment!

The Six Doors are the supreme rulers!

The number one public official in the world...

Catching God!

Shen Wujiu!
At this moment, Shen Wujiu's gaze was focused on the miniature model—the imperial palace.

He was so focused that his breathing was barely audible; he seemed to have become part of the hall, cold, hard, and unshakeable.

"Da da da……"

A heavy, metallic footstep suddenly shattered the absolute silence!
One person strode in!
He wore a large, round metal hat to shield his eyes from the sun, and his face was covered by a beautifully crafted yet ferocious silver mask with the head of a beast, completely concealing his appearance, revealing only a pair of cold and sharp eyes. He exuded a mysterious and dangerous aura.

The leader of the Four Great Constables!

Specializing in suppressing the most heinous criminals and villains in the world! Known as...

Suppress Thunder!

"grown ups!"

Zhen Lei suddenly stopped a zhang behind Shen Wujiu and clasped his hands in a salute.

His voice came through the mask, carrying a metallic vibration and a suppressed echo:
"Iron Feather Eagle's message from the inside! Liang Jin... has broken through the Qianqing Gate blockade half an incense stick's time ago! He has reached the foot of the Danbi in the Taihe Hall!"

"now……"

His eyes, hidden behind the cold, beastly mask, seemed to flash with a fleeting, electric light deep within their pupils:
"He is currently engaged in a fierce battle with Yan Tingfeng, the First Guardian of the Imperial Guards and the Deputy Head of the Xuanyuan Sect!"

"Wang Jin, the head of the inner court eunuchs, is waiting for his chance to strike!"

Shen Wujiu's body remained motionless, like an ancient stone statue.

His eyes, as deep and cold as an abyss, were fixed on the area on the sand table that represented the Hall of Supreme Harmony!
silence.

a long time.

A sigh filled with boundless regret slowly escaped from his stone-carved mouth:

"Pity……"

The sound echoed in the dome, carrying a sigh of the cruel twist of fate.

"Liang Jin, this young man, is barely twenty years old, yet he is already exceptionally talented! In this world where everyone is silent, he is like a sharp blade from its sheath! Given time, he could have..."

He slightly raised his head, his gaze seemingly piercing through the towering dome of the palace, reaching towards a more distant and magnificent landscape:
"To become pillars of our great nation, serving the country and its people, and to build unparalleled achievements!"

The God of Catcher's tone carried an almost lamenting regret, as if mourning a star destined to fall before it even rose:
"But he actually..."

For the first time, an extremely subtle, yet sharp, furrow appeared on his brow! It was a mixture of regret and slight anger at seeing a perfect person ruined by the most foolish flaw:
"Because of the death of a mere palace slave, a maidservant... he burned himself alive! He severed himself before the mighty power of Heaven and the law of the land!"

"Destroying one's own future, courting death!"

Zhen Lei stood respectfully with his head bowed.

Behind the cold, metallic mask.

No one saw the expression on his face.

Only his five fingers, pressed against his breastplate and covered by fine chainmail gloves, were... uncontrollably clenched tightly!

He despises Liang Jin!
Although they had never met and had no grudges against each other.

Because Liang Jin is like an incredibly bright and dazzling mirror, reflecting the deepest humility and wretchedness in his heart!
It also illuminated the deep, bottomless... filthy wound in his heart!

Let him have nowhere to hide!

For the sake of his adopted sister, who was not related to him by blood, and a lowly palace maid, Liang Jin single-handedly and recklessly broke into the dragon's den and tiger's lair of the imperial palace.

Fearless of thousands of troops, facing the emperor's might, defying the law with force, seeking revenge and vengeance, even unto death!

And what about Zhen Lei?
He watched helplessly as his people were slaughtered and his homeland burned down, yet he could only kneel at the enemy's feet, begging for mercy to save his own life.

They even betray their own people and claim to be their fathers! To this day, they still serve the enemies who wiped out their own tribe!
Extreme jealousy!
He was jealous that Liang Jin could do whatever he wanted!
It's also an unspeakable...longing!
He longed to be like Liang Jin! That resolute determination to break free from the shackles of darkness!

Shen Wujiu's deep voice rang out again.

A calm yet sharp, hawk-like scrutiny pierced Zhen Lei's chaotic defenses like a cold needle.
"Liang Jin and Zhao Bao, despite their humble origins, rose to prominence like two blazing meteors suddenly igniting in the night sky of the capital."

"The speed of their momentum and the brilliance of their brilliance are no sign of them being rootless duckweed! There must be an unknown secret hidden behind them."

The God of Catchers' gaze seemed to pierce through the mist, looking into the distance:
"And Zhao Baozeng was secretly buried in the core area of ​​Longling..."

He turned around slowly.

Those eyes, seemingly capable of seeing through people's delusions, silently pierced Zhen Lei:
"After that earth-shattering upheaval, have the secrets buried within it... been revealed?"

The secret prison, Jiuyuan Rock Prison, on Burial Dragon Ridge was guarded by the Six Doors.

The first generation of the Six Doors' God of Arrest died during the upheaval in the Nine Abyss Prison.

Shen Wujiu knew more secrets than others.

Shen Wujiu paused slightly, each word spoken with perfect clarity:
"It seems that something unexpected has happened on Burial Dragon Ridge. It's time... to send someone in to investigate further."

The moment Shen Wujiu's gaze focused on Zhen Lei, his entire body tensed up uncontrollably.

as……

It was instantly pierced through the central nervous system by billions of volts of electricity!

The cold sweat on his temples beneath the icy iron helmet instantly soaked him up like earthworms!
Burial at Dragon Ridge!
That was the blood-soaked hell he could never escape! It was also the last piece of pure land deep within his heart... a place that could not be desecrated!
The blood of all his people soaked that land, and their souls still wail in the mountain winds.

He absolutely cannot allow it from anyone!

To set foot again on that land... the burial ground of his deceased relatives, soaked in his endless shame! To disturb the eternal rest of his ancestors!

"Go back! Go back, sir!"

Zhen Lei used almost all his strength to barely keep his voice within the metallic vibration frequency of the cold steel mask, carrying an undeniable stiffness and urgency:

"Based on our extensive investigations, it has been confirmed that since Princess Kangning went to Burial Dragon Ridge..."

His voice rose unconsciously, carrying a deliberate certainty:

"The Nine Abyss Rock Prison has completely collapsed and caved in, and the entrance has been completely sealed off."

"Deep into the earth's veins! It's become a forbidden zone!"

"Whatever secrets may have been hidden within..."

Zhen Lei suddenly looked up, his eyes beneath the beast-like face trying to meet Shen Wujiu's scrutiny:

"They have all... sunk to the bottom of the earth forever!"

"There is no possibility of it ever seeing the light of day again!"

silence!

At this moment, a barely perceptible hint of understanding flashed across Shen Wujiu's eyes, which seemed unchanging throughout the ages and as calm as a deep pool!
With a cold, icy insight!

The man before him, Zhen Lei, was his junior brother whom he had personally mentored for fifty years!

He is 67 years old this year, a full ten years older than Zhen Lei.

He still clearly remembers that fifty years ago, he was just a seventeen-year-old boy.

At that time, Zhen Lei, who was only seven years old, covered in wounds and with empty eyes, was brought to the Six Doors and handed over to him to take care of.

From then on, he took this quiet child with him and followed the previous generation of master detectives to learn martial arts, investigate cases, and hunt down criminals and thieves...

Day and night turn, cold comes and heat goes.

He was nominally Zhen Lei's senior brother, but in reality, he played the role of both brother and father to some extent.

He knew Zhen Lei's tragic past and always felt a deep sympathy for him and took extra care of him.

However... deep in his heart, a trace of vigilance that he could never eliminate remained!

This wariness stems from their deeply ingrained differences in background.

Shen Wujiu comes from a family of renowned constables and is now revered as the God of Constables. He is the most steadfast supporter of the Great Qian Dynasty and the beneficiary of its core interests.

But Zhen Lei... is ultimately a remnant of the Youhuan clan.

It was the iron cavalry of the Great Qian who trampled his homeland and slaughtered his relatives, yet they also took him under their command and made him work like a tamed dog.

These drastically different bloodlines and stances, like an invisible chasm, have stood between the two and have never truly disappeared.

Especially at this moment, after he clearly saw through Zhen Lei's desire to protect his homeland.

"Hey……"

A long, slow sigh, as if exhausting all his strength, escaped from Shen Wujiu's throat.

He stepped forward slowly, his black brocade boots landing on the cold, silent obsidian floor.

They walked right up to Zhen Lei.

He raised his long, powerful right hand, which held the power of life and death and was covered in thick calluses, and gently placed it on the Thunder Suppressor's shoulder armor.

Snapped!
A soft sound.

"That's all..."

"That secret may not necessarily have to be found on Burial Dragon Ridge."

“Zhen Lei, after Liang Jin is executed, you will personally go and bring his body back intact.”

"Perhaps... we can find the answer we're looking for directly from him."

Shen Wujiu gave the order.

Upon hearing this, Zhen Lei's tense nerves finally relaxed, and he secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

He immediately clasped his hands in a fist salute, bowed, and solemnly accepted the order:

"I obey my orders!"

After saying this, he didn't linger, quickly turned around and left the main hall to arrange related matters.

Shen Wujiu stared at Zhen Lei's departing figure, his gaze gradually becoming deep and unfathomable before finally returning to its usual coldness and majesty.

He... is not just Zhen Lei's senior brother!

He even wielded the imperial law! To confront the overwhelming power of the eunuchs…

The Supreme God of Arrest in the Six Doors!
Today!

The eunuch Wang Jin!

He's basking in the glory of having installed a new emperor! His arrogance is boundless!
He controls the Eastern Criminal Investigation Bureau! His power is like a prison! His henchmen are everywhere! They are all-pervasive!
The Six Doors, which had already been suppressed during the reign of the previous emperor, were now regarded by Wang Jin as a thorn in his side that he had to cleanse and even completely eliminate after this change of imperial power!

Shen Wujiu felt like he was walking on thin ice!

He needs a breakthrough opportunity!
A bargaining chip powerful enough to shake Wang Jin's resolve and even turn his life around!
Even if...doing this will chill the hearts of my men.

As for Liang Jin...

In Shen Wujiu's eyes, he was already a pawn destined to be eaten, a... dead man.

........................

royal palace.

Taihe Hall Square.

Thump! Thump! Thump! Thump! Thump! ——

The terrifying, rapid heartbeats, like war drums, resounded in everyone's chest, omnipresent and inescapable!

This white marble square has become a heart-pounding inferno!
"Ugh... Mother... it hurts..."

"My heart...my heart is about to explode!!!"

"Help...help me...help me..."

……

Absolutely horrific!!
Tens of thousands of Imperial Guards! Within this domain shrouded in invisible, freezing ice!

Regardless of status or level of cultivation!
At this moment, everyone...

Like shrimp and crabs thrown into boiling oil!
Curled up! Twitched! Rolled over!

They lay curled up on the ground in agony, their faces ashen, their armor soaked with cold sweat. They clutched their chests, letting out suppressed groans and screams of pain. It was as if they were enduring the cruelest torture in the world, completely incapacitated.

But this is the terrifying aspect of the "Heavenly Tribulation"!
The strange, cold light that Liang Jin had just crushed had, in an incomprehensible way, forcibly connected the hearts of everyone within its range with his own, creating a shared sense of resonance!

Now, everyone's heartbeat is no longer in their own hands, but completely controlled by Liang Jin!

As long as Liang Jin has a thought and his heart rate increases, everyone's heart will also beat wildly until it exceeds the limit!

The mortal body simply cannot withstand a heartbeat that is several times or even dozens of times faster than normal!
Liang Jin, on the other hand, is an absolute anomaly!

His physical body has undergone multiple enhancements and inhuman trials, making it far stronger than anyone else present, including these second-grade grandmasters!
The intensity and frequency of his heartbeats are beyond the imagination of others!

And this... is merely the initial stage of the "Heavenly Tribulation's" power.

If this evil art is cultivated to its highest level, its power will be immeasurable.

The extraordinary person who created this skill once used it on the summit of Mount Wuhuang, which caused the ground of the entire mountain range to resonate and tremble wildly, causing the mountains to collapse and the earth to crack, just like divine punishment!

Its terrifying nature is evident!
On the sidelines!

Even a second-rank expert is not immune!
"puff--!"

Yan Tingfeng vomited another mouthful of thick, foamy blood!

His face was ashen, and his long, snow-white beard was disheveled and matted together with blood!
That once pristine white robe was now soaked through at the front by the uncontrollable gushing of foul blood from his chest!
"What...what kind of evil martial art is this?!"

His internal energy was forcibly confined within his body, struggling to protect his heart meridian, but each time it resulted in even more violent spasms of his heart!

Firstly, Shouzheng's situation is slightly better!
But it's only slightly better!

His massive, wall-like muscles were torn open with countless tiny gashes as he struggled against the immense internal pressure from his pounding heart!
Blood mixed with sweat soaked through his shattered breastplate!

He forced back the metallic taste rising in his throat! His eyes were bloodshot!

He stared intently at Liang Jin, who stood in the center of the arena as if he were controlling a demonic prison!

The roar was like that of a trapped beast with its neck choked:
"We must...we must find a way to break this calamity as soon as possible!"

"Otherwise...we will surely be worn down by him!"

"The best way... is to attack! Interrupt him, or... just kill him!"

Once the caster is defeated, this strange and evil technique will naturally crumble on its own!

Upon hearing this, Yan Tingfeng forcefully gathered his inner energy, ignoring the excruciating pain in his heart meridians, and frantically circulated his internal force:
"The First Commander is right! Let me, this old man, keep him in check!"

He thrust out both palms, attempting to once again unleash the ultimate technique for trapping his enemy, "Maple Leaves Falling on Sandy Shores"!
A withered yellow gale howled again, attempting to engulf Liang Jin.

however--

This time, as soon as the strong wind started, Yan Tingfeng's expression changed drastically!
The frantically pounding heart severely disrupted the flow of his internal energy, making the condensed gale far less solid and powerful than before.

It appears weak and scattered, and its power is greatly reduced!
The powerful wind pressure that was originally able to trap Liang Jin could now only slightly slow down his movements!
"not good!"

Yan Tingfeng exclaimed in shock:

"My heart is beating too fast, which has disrupted my breathing, and I can't gather my inner strength!"

Almost at the same time that Yan Tingfeng made his move, the First Guardian once again endured the excruciating pain in his heart and suddenly leaped into the air!
He saw the disorganization of Yan Tingfeng's moves, but at this moment, the arrow was already on the bowstring!

"We can't worry about that now! Let's fight first!"

While high in the sky, he forcefully concentrated most of his internal energy into his palms, causing them to glow with brilliant golden light, as if holding up a blazing sun, and then pressed down fiercely on Liang Jin below!
"The mighty mountain presses down!"

Both sides used the same moves they had just executed.

At their level, they have long since abandoned those flashy but impractical tricks and pursue effectiveness.

The combined attack just now did severely damage Liang Jin, and they believe that if they do it again, they will be able to completely defeat him!

Their judgment might be correct under normal circumstances.

However, under the strange influence of the "Heavenly Tribulation," the situation is completely different!
As Shouzheng pressed down with both palms, he felt his blood and qi churning violently. The pounding of his heart made his internal energy flow sluggish, and the power of this palm strike was reduced by half!

But he could no longer stop!
A cold glint flashed in Liang Jin's eyes, and his scale-patterned dragon arm once again slammed upwards without any fancy moves!
"Come again!!"

Boom-! ! ! !

Another deafening and terrifying explosion!
A figure was sent flying like a kite with a broken string, crashing through the eaves and brackets of a palace before finally slamming heavily onto the bluestone pavement in the distance, creating a shallow crater!
At first, everyone was overjoyed, thinking that Liang Jin had been defeated.

But when the smoke cleared and they saw the face of the person lying on the ground, they were all horrified and could hardly believe their eyes!

The person who was sent flying backwards, coughing up blood and looking utterly disheveled, was actually the First Guardian!

His hard armor on his upper body shattered inch by inch in the collision, and the blood he spat out stained his thick beard crimson. His aura instantly weakened considerably!
At that moment, everyone who witnessed it felt a chill run down their spine!
During the last combined attack, the First Guardian was able to injure Liang Jin with a single palm strike and send him crashing into the bottom of the pit.

This time, the situation completely reversed, and the first defender was sent flying with a single punch?!

Only then did everyone truly realize how terrifying the impact of the "Heavenly Tribulation" was, and how the battle situation had been completely transformed!

Just as everyone was shocked, Liang Jin's figure had already disappeared from the spot!

Like a ghost, he pounced on Yan Tingfeng, whose aura was disordered, with a speed that was difficult to detect with the naked eye!

Yan Tingfeng, with his extensive combat experience, had already sensed that something was amiss.

He suppressed his surging blood and qi, and rapidly drew circles with both palms, gathering all the weakened yellow gale around him to form a defensive barrier!
"All maples return to the forest!"

This move combines offense and defense, and is actually an extremely ingenious defensive strategy.

However, under the interference of a racing heartbeat, the condensed gale barrier appeared weak and far less sturdy than usual.

Liang Jin, however, was like a runaway heavy chariot, carrying immense and unstoppable force, and crashed into him with all his might!

"Bang—!!!!"

With a muffled thud, the withered yellow gale barrier surrounding Yan Tingfeng shattered!

He was struck as if by a heavy blow, and his whole body flew backward uncontrollably!

His feet were firmly planted on the ground as he tried to steady himself.

As he slipped, his feet, like iron plows, carved two deep furrows, each over ten feet long, into the hard bluestone ground!
Gravel splashes!

He slid backwards for a long distance before finally stopping, a sweet taste rising in his throat. He couldn't help but spit out another mouthful of blood, his face ashen, filled with shock and rage.
"No! My heart is beating too fast; I can't possibly gather all my inner strength!"

"I can't even use half of my skills! How am I supposed to fight like this?!"

not far away.

Liang Jin's gaze was icy, and he was about to press his advantage and completely eliminate these two biggest obstacles.

suddenly!

An extremely dangerous feeling suddenly came from behind!

A ghostly figure appeared silently behind Liang Jin at an alarming speed!
It's Wang Jin!
He finally stopped standing idly by and chose to take action himself!
A withered, pale claw, yet brimming with terrifying power, silently reached out and grabbed straight for Liang Jin's crown!

A chilling aura of death swirled around his fingertips; if you were to grasp them firmly, even an iron skull would be pierced through!

Liang Jin's brows furrowed sharply, but he didn't panic. Instead, he said coldly:

"To be able to approach me so silently, your lightness skill is truly impressive!"

"Unfortunately, you don't know that under the Heavenly Tribulation, the closer one is to me, the stronger the impact and pain on my heart become!"

As if to prove his words—

Wang Jin's body suddenly froze!
The outstretched claw froze in mid-air!

He felt as if his heart was being gripped tightly by an invisible, icy hand and then kneaded wildly!
An unprecedented, excruciating pain suddenly shot through me!
"Ugh—!"

Even someone as strong as Wang Jin couldn't help but let out a muffled groan when faced with this sudden and intense heart palpitation. A trickle of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth, and the surging internal energy within his body instantly became chaotic!

In that brief moment of pause—

Liang Jin suddenly turned around, and his powerful dragon arm, capable of splitting mountains and shattering rocks, slammed into Wang Jin's chest with a violent gust of wind!

In shock, Wang Jin could no longer afford to attack. He hurriedly retracted his outstretched claws, crossed them in front of him, and blocked with all his might!

"Bang——!!!"

A solid, heavy impact rang out!

Wang Jin was sent flying backwards by Liang Jin's powerful attack.

Like a stone projectile launched by a catapult, it drew an arc in the air and flew more than ten feet away before landing on the ground with a slight stagger. It then stumbled back several steps before barely managing to steady itself!

He looked up at Liang Jin, and for the first time, his gaze was filled with genuine shock and disbelief!

"Good lad... what a bizarre and evil skill!"

At this moment, a chill ran through the hearts of the three remaining masters.

If the Heavenly Tribulation is not broken, their strength will be greatly reduced, making it difficult for them to even get close to Liang Jin, and they will be unable to do anything to him!

Just then, the first defender, who had been knocked to the sidelines, suddenly struggled to his feet. He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, panting heavily, but a flash of understanding appeared in his eyes, and he shouted:

"It's distance!"

"The effectiveness of this evil technique is related to distance!"

"The farther away you are from him, the less impact he will have on your heart!"

"I'm currently the furthest away, and I can feel my heartbeat has become much more stable!"

He was blasted away by Liang Jin's punch, but this misfortune turned out to be a blessing in disguise, as he was the first to discover the weakness of the Heavenly Heart Tribulation!

Upon hearing this, Wang Jin and Yan Tingfeng did not hesitate at all. They immediately took a deep breath and retreated rapidly!

As they retreated to the edge of the square, they indeed felt their wildly agitated, almost exploding hearts gradually calm down!
After retreating another ten or so feet and crossing some invisible boundary, the strange heartbeat resonance almost completely disappeared.

Although my heart meridian still aches a little from the impact, my internal energy circulation is no longer seriously affected!

"As expected!!"

A look of surprise immediately shone in their eyes.

Once they leave that area, they can recover most of their fighting strength!

Liang Jin coldly watched them retreat, without giving chase, and simply said indifferently:

"I didn't expect you to find the flaw so quickly."

He had only just begun to understand the "Heavenly Tribulation".

The beginner-level Heavenly Tribulation has a limited range of power, roughly covering only the square in front of the Hall of Supreme Harmony.

It can greatly weaken the strength of enemies within its range and cause them pain, but it is still not enough to directly kill a top expert of Wang Jin's level.

"In that case, I'm not playing with you anymore!"

Liang Jin was perfectly clear-headed from the very beginning.

He never imagined that he could single-handedly kill three top-tier second-rank experts who were working together seamlessly!
The difference in their levels of understanding is an objective fact.

When Liang Jin killed the Demon King, he was severely injured by the Demon King's two purple soul jades.

Although he was on guard when he killed Beihuan, and used the War Puppet Iron Mad Slaughter to block Beihuan's dying attack, he almost lost the War Puppet Iron Mad Slaughter. In the end, he used a [War Puppet Repair Box] to repair the War Puppet Iron Mad Slaughter.

Those present today are no less affected by joy or sorrow.

They must each still have their own trump cards up their sleeves.

Especially Wang Jin, whose killing moves are bound to be even stronger.

Even if Liang Jin had the ability to drive them to a dead end, he couldn't withstand their deadly moves.

and so.

His goal today, from beginning to end, has always been to defeat the three men and break through the blockade!
There is only one person he truly wants to kill!
Zhao Hongyi!
Now, the three masters have been forced back outside the range by the Heavenly Tribulation, and the tactical objective has been achieved.

Without the siege of these three top experts, the remaining Imperial Guards were no longer a threat, and he could finally... break through!

"call--!!!"

A sudden, violent gust of wind arose around Liang Jin without warning, whipping up sand and stones from the ground.

He still used the "Wind and Shadow Steps" technique.

The next moment, Liang Jin's figure moved with the wind, becoming incredibly light and agile, as if he had merged into the wind.

He lifted his feet slightly off the ground, about to fly towards the outskirts of the palace!

Its speed far surpasses ordinary light-footed skills!
"Want to run?!"

Seeing this, how could Wang Jin be willing to let him leave?
He immediately shouted and moved, intending to take off and chase after it!

However, just as he was about to approach the edge of the Heavenly Tribulation's influence, that familiar, sharp, throbbing pain in his heart returned, causing him to pause and a hint of apprehension flashed across his face.

It was that brief moment of hesitation and doubt—

Liang Jin had already soared far away on the wind, his figure leaping and bounding between palaces and buildings before disappearing from sight!
Catching up now is extremely difficult!
"Wow...what amazing wind manipulation technique! What incredible lightness skill!"

Even though Wang Jin was well-informed and confident in his unparalleled lightness skills, he was still horrified when he saw Liang Jin's bizarre movement technique, which was almost like an escape art.

I truly understand now what it means to be outmatched and to have a limitless potential!
"Chase!!"

Wang Jin, being a ruthless and ambitious man, instantly suppressed his shock and, burning with rage, issued a stern order.

He was confident that his internal strength was far greater and more enduring than Liang Jin's, and that he could definitely wear down his opponent in a contest of endurance!

He transformed into a blurry black shadow and chased after Liang Jin in the direction he had disappeared!

First Shouzheng and Yan Tingfeng exchanged a glance, and could only suppress their injuries, forcefully gather their inner strength, and follow closely behind.

Liang Jin completely ignored the pursuers behind him.

His consciousness had already locked onto the frantically fleeing dot on the [Thousand Mile Tracking] panel—Zhao Hongyi!

His gaze pierced through the palace walls, looking into the distance, cold and resolute.

This mission is a must to kill them!
(End of this chapter)