The SSSSSSSS-level Mad Dragon is released from prison!

That decaying, lifeless will rose from the direction of the Jun family ancestral hall, making the air in the entire underground palace thick and sticky.

Xiao Ruoye felt as if a mountain was pressing down on her soul, making it difficult to breathe.

She forced herself to summon the Geng metal energy she had just broken through to, barely managing to withstand the pressure.

"Jiang Chen, what is that?"

Xiao Ruoye's voice was a little dry; she had never felt such an ancient and evil aura before.

Jiang Chen did not turn around.

His gaze shifted from Jun Wanhe's inhuman corpse to the center of the underground palace.

There, Jun Yao, who had been unconscious, was slowly floating up.

"Just an old man with one foot in the grave."

Jiang Chen's tone was calm, as if he didn't take the awakened terrifying being seriously at all.

"Take care of this first."

Before he finished speaking, the purple Gu mist that Jiang Chen had previously absorbed and refined spread around Jun Yao's body once again.

The fog grew thicker and thicker, eventually condensing into a gigantic purple cocoon covered with strange patterns, completely enveloping Jun Yao's small body.

On the surface of the giant cocoon, countless tiny runes flowed, emitting a chilling energy fluctuation.

"What is she doing..." Shen Suxin looked at the giant cocoon with concern.

"In the process of integration."

Jiang Chen explained.

"I used the essence of the true dragon to forcibly suppress the Gu King within her body. Now, the Gu King has completely submitted."

"This is the true awakening of the Spirit Gu Body, a reshaping of the bloodline level."

In a corner of the underground palace, there were still a few Jun family assassins who had miraculously survived, hiding behind the ruins.

They witnessed Jun Wanhe's tragic death and Jiang Chen's terrifying nature.

At that moment, their only thought was to escape.

One of the assassins, who was at the Transformation Realm, saw that Jiang Chen's attention was focused on the giant cocoon, and a fierce glint flashed in his eyes.

He quietly circled around to one side, preparing to escape through another exit.

He had to get around the giant purple cocoon that was suspended in mid-air.

He cautiously approached the giant cocoon, step by step, within a ten-meter radius.

The moment he stepped into that area.

His forward-moving body suddenly stopped.

The expression on his face froze in that moment of terror.

The next second, his body felt as if it were being cut by countless invisible blades at the same time.

scoff!

There is no sound.

The expert, along with his armor, was neatly dismantled into thousands of fingernail-sized fragments.

Fragments of flesh and metal scattered all over the ground with a crash.

"this……"

Xiao Ruoye's pupils contracted as she watched this scene.

She couldn't see what was doing the hand at all.

The other assassins who were preparing to escape also witnessed this bizarre scene. They were so frightened that their legs went weak and they collapsed to the ground, a foul stench emanating from their crotches.

They dared not move again.

Jiang Chen didn't even lift an eyelid at this.

His divine sense could clearly perceive that Jun Yao's soul was undergoing its final fusion with the primordial Gu King.

That is a leap in the form of life.

Click.

A crisp sound came from inside the giant cocoon.

A crack appeared on the surface of the giant cocoon.

Then came the second, the third...

The cracks multiplied, becoming numerous and dense, covering the entire cocoon.

Purple light shone through the cracks, casting an eerie glow over the entire underground palace.

boom!

The giant cocoon burst open with a loud bang.

A powerful vortex, centered on Jun Yao, swept outwards in all directions.

The broken stone pillars and dilapidated walls inside the underground palace were instantly flattened and turned into dust under the impact of this vortex.

Xiao Ruoye and Shen Suxin quickly used their internal energy to resist, thus avoiding being blown away by this force.

The center of the cyclone.

Junyao floated quietly in mid-air.

She opened her eyes.

Those eyes were no longer the dark purple they used to be.

It was a magnificent, star-like, shimmering purple-gold color.

Her eyes possessed a captivating, almost otherworldly charm that seemed to see right through people.

At the very center of her brow, an extremely tiny yet incredibly complex Gu God mark appeared, resembling a butterfly spreading its wings.

Behind her, a pair of translucent, deep purple wings made of pure energy slowly unfolded.

The wings flapped, but there was no sound of wind.

The only sound is a faint "buzzing" sound when space is torn apart.

Junyao slowly landed on the ground.

She walked barefoot on the rubble and broken stones, but made no sound.

The scars on her body had long since disappeared.

The skin had an almost transparent luster, like that of top-grade mutton fat jade.

She didn't go to see anyone.

Her first reaction was to take steps, one by one, obediently walking up to Jiang Chen.

Then, she lowered her head, bent her knees, and prepared to kneel down.

Jiang Chen reached out his hand, and a gentle force supported her.

"No need to kneel."

Jun Yao raised her head, her purple-gold eyes fixed on Jiang Chen.

The hatred and brutality that once filled the place were gone.

There is only one kind of purest dependence and surrender, originating from the depths of the soul.

"Owner."

She spoke softly, her voice ethereal yet carrying a touch of innocent charm.

At this moment, Jiang Chen could clearly feel that there was an invisible connection between him and Jun Yao that transcended the contract of life and death.

His true dragon aura and her spiritual Gu power formed a mysterious complementary destiny.

He could sense all her emotions.

She could also share a bit of his strength.

This is the first constitution that is truly connected to his destiny.

Shen Suxin walked closer and carefully examined the transformed Jun Yao, her face showing surprise.

"Brother Jiang, her body... it's so strange."

"All her injuries have healed, and her vitality is more than a hundred times stronger than before."

Xiao Ruoye also walked over. She could sense that although the little girl in front of her seemed harmless, the power contained within her was no weaker than that of herself, who had just stepped into the Grandmaster realm.

In some ways, it is even more bizarre and more deadly.

A living, breathing, loli-like, Grandmaster-level powerhouse.

"The Spirit Gu Body is a combat physique that is one in ten thousand," Jiang Chen said calmly.

He looked at Jun Yao and asked, "Besides me, what else can you sense?"

Junyao closed her purple-gold eyes and gently sniffed with her small nose.

She stretched out her slender finger and pointed to the deepest part of the underground palace, the secret iron chamber that Jiang Chen had shattered with a single finger.

"Master, there..."

"It smells of blood."

"Very thick, very thick blood."

"Buried underground."

Jiang Chen's eyes flickered, and he led the three of them into the messy secret room.

The floor of the secret room had already cracked during the previous battle.

Junyao walked to the center of the secret chamber, to the ruins of the stone platform where the Dragon-Locking Bell was enshrined.

She stopped, stretched out her delicate white foot, and gently stomped it on an inconspicuous bluestone slab.

"under."

Without wasting words, Jiang Chen raised his foot and stomped hard on the bluestone slab.

boom!

He stepped on the bluestone slab, along with the soil and rocks below, and created a pit several meters deep.

An intense, overwhelming stench of blood rose from the bottom of the pit.

There was no treasure or corpse at the bottom of the pit.

There was only a thin, yellowed piece of paper soaked in dark red blood plasma.

Jiang Chen reached out and beckoned.

The paper, torn through the viscous blood plasma, flew into his hand.

The paper has a special texture, like some kind of animal hide. Although it was soaked in blood, it did not rot.

Jiang Chen ignited a wisp of true fire at his fingertips, evaporating the bloodstains on it.

Lines of small, menacing characters written in vermilion came into his view.

That wasn't an account book, nor was it a secret letter.

That was a battle report.

A battle report from twenty years ago concerning "Tianji Island".

The battle report's heading bore a name that made Jiang Chen's pupils shrink.

"Commander-in-Chief: Jun Lintian"

That was his biological father's name.

The battle report contained only a few short sentences.

"Luo Qingluan, the Holy Maiden of Tianji Island, descended to the mortal realm without permission and gave birth to an illegitimate child. Her sin is unforgivable."

"Our troops were ordered to encircle and suppress them, and suffered heavy casualties."

"The Holy Maiden used divine blood as a curse to seal the dragon vein of the imperial capital, in exchange for a chance for the bastard child to survive."

"My son Jiang Chen, from this day forward, is entrusted to the care of the third brother of the Jun family, Jun Shanyue."

"The Emperor Reigns Supreme, His Final Words."

At the end of the paper was a bright red, not yet completely dry, bloody handprint.