The SSSSSSSS-level Mad Dragon is released from prison!

The rooftop of an unfinished building.

The sound of the hand being observed had become distorted due to excessive excitement.

"Fire!"

The command, transmitted instantly via encrypted channels, reached every ambush point around Chun Ya Xuan.

next second.

The night sky was torn apart.

Hundreds of firing positions simultaneously spewed out deadly flames.

Specially crafted armor-piercing bullets, mixed with rune bullets specifically designed to counter the protective true qi of martial artists, along with miniature explosive arrows purchased at high prices from the capital's black market, formed a fire net with no blind spots, descending upon the man who walked out the door alone.

Dozens of wealthy family retainers who had been lying in ambush also made their move at the same time.

The flashes of blades, the shadows of swords, the winds of fists, and the imprints of palms, all carrying various colors of light, converged into a torrent, closely following the rain of bullets.

This is a decisive situation.

Let alone the Golden Elixir.

Even a Nascent Soul cultivator would be blasted into ashes by this sudden burst of firepower if caught off guard!

"Die!"

Hidden in the shadows, the head of the Wang family watched the figure completely engulfed by flames on the surveillance footage, a cruel smile spreading across his face.

The other family heads also raised their glasses.

"We have done an invaluable service in ridding the capital of a scourge!"

"Hahaha, that little girl from the Song family is probably scared to death by now!"

The flames and smoke lasted for a full half minute before slowly dissipating.

The Wang family patriarch's laughter caught in his throat.

The wine cups of the other family heads were suspended in mid-air.

The expressions of everyone in front of the monitor screens froze.

The center where the smoke and dust have dissipated.

The man remained standing in the same spot.

He didn't even change his posture.

A thin, dark golden aura enveloped his body.

Thousands of bullets and hundreds of bursts of energy hovered silently in the air three feet in front of him, motionless.

The runes on the bullet were still shimmering faintly.

The sharpness of the sword energy was still clearly discernible.

But they just couldn't move forward even an inch.

Jiang Chen's gaze swept over the surrounding buildings where snipers and martial artists were hiding.

He raised his hand and gently waved it at the dense "metal storm" in front of him.

"Here you go."

hum-

The space trembled slightly.

Those thousands of warheads, along with hundreds of bursts of energy, instantly changed direction.

They returned via the same route at a speed several times faster than when they came.

"Oh no! Get out of the way!"

A grandmaster from a prestigious family, finally realizing what was happening, let out a horrified scream.

But it was all too late.

Puff! Puff! Puff! Puff!

The dense, sharp sounds of blades piercing flesh rang out from all directions.

The sniper, hidden in the grass, was shot between the eyebrows and fell into a pool of blood before he could even scream.

The martial artist hiding on the rooftop was cut in half at the waist by his own sword energy.

Those self-important patriarchs of wealthy families, through the surveillance cameras, witnessed firsthand how their family's expensive retainers were blasted into a bloody mess by their signature moves.

Screams rose and fell, then quickly subsided.

one strike.

Just one strike.

The elaborate trap set by the eight most powerful families in the capital has crumbled.

Jiang Chen did not look at the corpses hidden in the shadows.

He strode slowly toward the brightly lit headquarters building of the Dragon Guard in the city center.

His steps were slow.

It felt like stepping on the hearts of all the prying eyes.

"Stop him! Stop him at all costs!"

The head of the Li family roared hoarsely into the communicator.

"Whoever can leave a wound on him, my Li family will give him 100 million!"

Under the reward, there must be a brave man.

More than a dozen figures rushed out from the dark street.

These people are all well-known masters in the martial arts world of the capital. Even the weakest among them is a grandmaster with perfected internal strength.

"The Wang family's Thunder Hand!"

A burly man roared, his fists crackling with electricity, and aimed straight for Jiang Chen's face.

Jiang Chen didn't even look at him.

He just casually threw a punch.

An ordinary punch.

There was no outward release of true energy, nor any astonishing display of power.

Click!

The burly man's arms were twisted and broken at an odd angle.

Jiang Chen's fist landed on his chest.

The burly man's body seemed to have all its bones removed, and he collapsed limply, leaving a clear fist mark on his chest, deeply embedded in his flesh.

"The Li Family's Thirteen Sword Styles!"

Another swordsman, his longsword flashing with more than a dozen sword flourishes, lunged at Jiang Chen's throat like a venomous snake emerging from its hole.

Jiang Chen held up two fingers.

It precisely clamped onto the rapidly vibrating tip of the sword.

The swordsman's expression changed drastically, and he desperately tried to pull his sword back.

The sword itself remained completely still.

Jiang Chen's fingers twisted slightly.

Ding!

A crisp sound.

The longsword, forged from fine steel, broke in half.

Jiang Chen flicked his finger.

The broken sword, in half, transformed into a streak of light and pierced the swordsman's brow.

One.

two.

ten.

Jiang Chen's steps did not falter in the slightest.

He was like a tireless human bulldozer, and behind him lay a bloody path paved with corpses.

Those grandmasters who were usually high and mighty were no different from ants on the roadside in front of him.

"Monster! He's a monster!"

"Run!"

Finally, someone broke down.

They turned to run away.

But how could their speed possibly outpace Jiang Chen's divine sense?

Jiang Chen didn't even need to lift a finger.

He merely glanced at it.

The bodies of those fleeing grandmasters exploded in mid-air, turning into clouds of blood mist.

A ten-mile-long street.

Corpses are everywhere.

at last.

The piercing sirens and the roar of engines came from the end of the street.

Five armored vehicles, all black with menacing cannon barrels, stood in a row, blocking the middle of the street.

The vehicle is adorned with a golden dragon emblem.

The outer garrison of the Dragon Guard has arrived.

"Warning! All personnel ahead, stop immediately, put your hands behind your heads, and surrender!"

"Otherwise, kill without mercy!"

The loudspeaker on top of the tank emitted a cold, emotionless warning.

Jiang Chen stopped in his tracks.

He looked at the dark cannon muzzles, and for the first time, a hint of impatience appeared on his face.

"Fire! Fire!"

Inside the tank, the commander, watching the figure ignoring the warnings and still slowly moving forward, issued a hysterical order.

A tongue of fire shot out from the cannon barrel of the central tank.

A scorching channel was torn open in the air.

The shell, carrying an aura of destruction, hurtled straight at Jiang Chen.

Jiang Chen did not dodge.

Just a second before the shell was about to hit him.

His figure vanished from the spot.

next second.

He appeared in front of the tank that had fired its cannon.

He raised his hand and grabbed the still-hot cannon barrel with one hand.

"Squeak—"

A sickening metallic creaking sound rang out.

Under the horrified gazes of all the soldiers inside the tank.

The cannon barrel, made of a special alloy, was twisted into a pretzel by that hand.

Jiang Chen roared.

He exerted force with one arm.

He lifted the armored vehicle, weighing tens of tons, off the ground and overturned it!

The soldiers in the other four tanks went completely mad.

"Open fire! Blast him to pieces!"

Four shells were fired simultaneously.

Jiang Chen's figure disappeared again.

He appeared on top of the second tank.

Then, he stepped down.

boom!

The sturdy armor collapsed instantly, as if it were made of paper.

He stomped the entire chariot into a giant iron disc.

Blood slowly seeped out from the gaps in the discus.

He did the same thing.

Less than ten seconds.

The remaining three war chariots were reduced to three piles of scrap metal emitting black smoke.

They slaughtered their way through the ten-mile-long street.

They tore apart five tanks with their bare hands.

Jiang Chen finally stood in front of the Dragon Guard headquarters building, which symbolized the highest level of official military power.

The white clothes he wore were so worn that their original color was no longer discernible.

It was covered in blood.

But not a single drop of that blood belonged to him.

The building's massive door, a meter thick and made of a special alloy, capable of withstanding missile bombardment, remained tightly shut.

Behind the door stood hundreds of elite Dragon Guards, ready for battle.

Jiang Chen didn't waste any words.

He raised his hand.

He slowly threw a punch at the door.

The giant gate, like a piece of paper, exploded inwards.

Countless alloy fragments transformed into deadly shrapnel, raining down into the lobby.

A massive shockwave followed closely behind.

The dozens of guards in the hall, holding shields and forming a battle formation, didn't even manage to utter a scream.

His body was shattered into a cloud of blood mist by the shockwave.

The piercing alarm sounded instantly throughout the entire building.

Top floor, command center.

The four generals of the Dragon Guard looked at the man on the surveillance footage, who slowly walked into the hall amidst alloy fragments and a cloud of blood mist, and their expressions were more solemn than ever before.

The leader was a man dressed in blue armor and carrying a long sword.

He slowly drew the Tang sword from behind him, its blade as smooth as an autumn lake.

"This child has become a demon. If we do not kill him today, what will become of the prestige of our Dragon Guard?"

"Set up the 'Four Symbols Demon-Slaying Formation'!"