The SSSSSSSS-level Mad Dragon is released from prison!

The moment Jiang Chen opened his eyes, the temperature in the entire underground palace dropped to an unbelievable freezing point.

Those eyes were no longer pure black.

Deep within his eyes, two dark golden flames slowly burned.

Jun Aoshi raised his hand high above his head, and the overwhelming demonic energy he was about to unleash froze for a moment under this gaze.

The power he had gathered, enough to flatten a mountain, found an outlet at this moment.

"So what if I'm awake?"

Jun Aoshi's voice was hoarse, and his face was filled with a morbid fanaticism.

"You stole my Dragon Spring, fused the physiques of four useless women, and forcibly broke through the barrier. Your foundation is bound to be unstable!"

"Today, I will refine you and them together into the provisions for my ascension to godhood!"

He pressed down with both palms, and the dark, condensed demonic energy transformed into a huge black skull, which slammed down on the four people below.

Jiang Chen's face was expressionless.

He simply raised his head, looked at the demonic skull that was capable of destroying everything, and parted his thin lips slightly.

"roll."

One word.

The voice wasn't loud, but it sounded like an invisible decree.

The strange phenomenon representing the four types of physical strength hovering above his head suddenly moved.

The golden dragon roared, sword light flashed across the sky, green vines grew wildly, and purple mist spread.

The four forces no longer fought independently, but instead, in a mysterious way, instantly united into one.

A massive beam of light, a mixture of gold, cyan, and purple, shot into the sky.

boom!

The beam of light collided violently with the black, demonic skeleton in mid-air above the underground palace.

There was no dramatic explosion as expected.

The menacing black skull, upon contact with the beam of light, was like ice and snow exposed to the scorching sun.

It was quickly dissolved and purified by that domineering, pure, and inexhaustible power, eventually turning into a wisp of smoke and disappearing without a trace.

"puff--"

Jun Aoshi was struck as if by lightning. His body flew backward and crashed hard into a stone wall in the distance, spitting out a mouthful of black blood mixed with fragments of internal organs.

He leaned against the wall, staring incredulously at his hands.

That attack was his strongest strike after three years of seclusion, during which he fused with the pseudo-dragon's destiny.

Surprisingly, the opponent broke through with just one word?

"Impossible... This is absolutely impossible!"

He screamed in despair.

"How can your cultivation level be so stable!"

Jiang Chen did not answer him.

He slowly stood up, and Jun Yao in his arms was gently lifted by a surge of energy and landed steadily to the side.

Xiao Ruoye and Shen Suxin felt their palms go empty as the continuous flow of heat disappeared.

When they opened their eyes, what they saw was Jiang Chen's back, which, though not particularly imposing, was strong enough to support the heavens and the earth.

"Jiang Chen, you..."

Xiao Ruoye wanted to speak, but was so shocked by the scene before her that she couldn't utter a word.

Beyond the massive breach in the dome of the underground palace, the night sky was no longer black.

It was a chilling, dark purple.

Thick, heavy clouds of calamity had gathered at some unknown time, resembling a giant millstone that slowly turned.

Countless purple lightning bolts darted through the clouds, but there was no thunder.

Dead silence.

An extreme stillness before a storm.

"This is... a heavenly tribulation?" Xiao Ruoye murmured to herself.

She came from a family of martial arts practitioners and had only seen records of such celestial phenomena in the oldest ancient books.

That is a test from the Heavenly Dao that only comes when a martial artist breaks through a legendary realm.

Jun Aoshi also sensed that something was wrong.

The pseudo-dragon destiny within him trembled violently at this moment.

That wasn't excitement, that wasn't longing.

It is a primal fear originating from the very source of life, a fear of superiors by those in lower positions.

Heavenly might!

"No...no! You can't succeed!"

Jun Aoshi appeared to be insane. He struggled to his feet, ignoring the turmoil of his injuries, and once again unleashed his demonic energy.

"You thief! I'm going to kill you! Kill you!"

He couldn't let Jiang Chen complete his final transformation.

If Jiang Chen succeeds, this fake dragon who stole the other party's fate will only have one fate!

Jiang Chen still ignored him.

He simply stretched out his right hand and lightly pressed it on the head of the unconscious Jun Yao.

"The contents of your body are very good."

"Now, it's mine."

As he finished speaking, a powerful suction force erupted from his palm.

The formless true energy transformed into billions of invisible tentacles, probing into Jun Yao's body and accurately locating the sleeping natal Gu King, finding the most primordial "Spirit Gu Origin".

Then, forcibly peel off and extract!

"Buzz—"

An invisible wave, centered on Jiang Chen, instantly spread throughout the entire capital.

Within the capital city, all the buildings with lights on simultaneously went out at the same second.

All running electronic devices exploded with a burst of electrical sparks on their screens and were instantly burned out.

The magnetic field has been reversed!

Xiao Ruoye stared at Jiang Chen in shock.

She saw that Jiang Chen's skin was turning into a translucent dark gold color.

Beneath the skin, in the blood vessels, flows blood that is no longer blood.

Those were streams of molten lava flowing with dark golden liquid!

"roar!"

Jun Aoshi's attack has arrived.

The tattered phantom of the demonic dragon behind him coalesced once more, opening its blood-red maw to bite at Jiang Chen's back.

But this time, before Jiang Chen could even make a move...

Above the dome of the underground palace, amidst the thick clouds of tribulation, a thin arc of purple lightning, as if provoked, suddenly fell.

scoff!

The electric arc struck the phantom of the demonic dragon with pinpoint accuracy.

The ferocious and tyrannical demonic dragon didn't even have time to utter a mournful cry before it evaporated completely, like snowflakes meeting the blazing sun.

Jun Aoshi was once again thrown back by the force of the recoil, and this time, he couldn't even stand up.

He stared at the arc of electricity, his face filled with terror.

That was heavenly lightning.

It is the nemesis of all evil and malevolent things!

His magical powers are a joke in the face of this force.

"It's done."

Jiang Chen withdrew his hand, and the fourth shackle representing the "Spirit Gu Body" within his dantian was completely reduced to dust.

An unprecedented, boundless power filled his limbs and bones.

He looked up at the dark purple thunderclouds above the dome.

The enormous ball of lightning swirled and contracted wildly above the well, eventually transforming into a pure purple pillar of lightning as thick as a water bucket.

The lightning pillar contained destructive energy powerful enough to raze this underground palace, along with the Jun family mansion on the surface, to the ground.

Boom!

The lightning bolt moved.

Carrying the wrath of Heaven, it pierced straight through the dome of the underground palace and slashed down fiercely towards Jiang Chen's head.

Gravel flew like a torrential rain.

"Watch out!" Xiao Ruoye and Shen Suxin exclaimed at the same time.

Jiang Chen then made a move that no one could understand.

He loosened his protection of Junyao, letting her be pushed away by the force of the energy.

Then, he opened his arms, tilted his head back, and faced the destructive lightning bolt that descended from the sky.

He was going to use his own body to withstand the heavenly tribulation!

"Madman!" Jun Aoshi roared, spitting out blood.

Lightning flashed, instantly engulfing Jiang Chen's figure completely.

The blinding purple light caused Xiao Ruoye and Jun Aoshi to instinctively close their eyes.

Only Shen Suxin, with her unusual eyes, stared intently at the center of the lightning.

She can sense the flow of life force.

Just as the thunder struck.

Jiang Chen's aura, that vibrant life force like a furnace, strangely emanated from the center of the lightning...

Disappeared.