The SSSSSSSS-level Mad Dragon is released from prison!

Shadow Demon's finger, wreathed in black light, touched Jiang Chen's brow.

There was no excruciating pain as I had imagined.

There was only a chilling cold that penetrated to the bone.

That black light wasn't an attack; it was more like a key, a key specifically used to open the gates of hell.

It burrowed into Jiang Chen's flesh, following his meridians, and accurately located the marks of the broken shackles within his body.

"Let me see what good things your mother left in you back then." Shadow's voice was calm but revealed the curiosity of a researcher.

The voice just fell.

Jiang Chen's body trembled violently.

Deep within his body, the five shackles that had been dormant, representing the "Immortal Slaying Curse," were instantly ignited, like an oil drum thrown into a spark!

hum-

It's not a series of shackles that are activated.

The remaining five, at the same time, reignited!

A devastating backlash erupted from the deepest part of his soul.

"ah--"

A piercing, twisted scream erupted from Jiang Chen's throat.

This was the first time he had uttered such a painful sound since his release from prison.

His skin surface was covered with dense black runes.

The incantations were like living things, writhing wildly and devouring his flesh and blood.

His skin, like paper scorched by fire, curled up, charred black, and then peeled off piece by piece.

Even more terrifying is that the dragon energy he had just merged with, surging like rivers and seas, was utterly powerless against these incantations.

They were devoured by the incantation and then transformed into an even more vicious force, which in turn attacked his internal organs.

"Tsk tsk, it seems the seal from back then wasn't perfect enough."

Yingmei watched with great interest as Jiang Chen writhed in agony on the ground, as if she were admiring a masterpiece of art.

"How does the Immortal-Slaying Curse feel?"

"This is the punishment for defying the will of Heaven."

Jiang Chen's consciousness began to blur amidst the excruciating pain.

He could feel his life force rapidly slipping away.

The heart meridian is about to be completely devoured by the incantation.

The shadow of death had never loomed over him so clearly.

"No……"

"I can't die..."

"I haven't... rescued my master yet..."

Just as the incantation was about to penetrate his heart meridian at the last moment.

In Jiang Chen's dantian, the golden core that had just condensed and was radiating brilliant golden light suddenly trembled.

Then, a crack appeared.

It wasn't shattered by the incantation.

It was Jiang Chen who, with his last shred of will, deliberately detonated it!

"You want me dead?"

"You dare to challenge me?!"

He used all his strength to squeeze out those words from his throat.

Click!

The Golden Core shattered completely!

boom!

An indescribable, terrifying energy erupted from his dantian.

This energy was violent and chaotic, indiscriminate in its attack on friend and foe, yet it instantly broke through the Shadow Demon's iron-clad domain suppression.

It's now!

Jiang Chen seized this one-in-a-million second opportunity and used the forbidden secret technique recorded in the "Formless Technique," which involved mutual destruction.

Blood Shadow Escape!

His body, starting from his feet, turned into a thick cloud of blood mist.

Flesh, bones, veins—everything was sacrificed in that instant, transformed into the power to escape.

"Um?"

A hint of surprise finally appeared on Yingmei's perpetually unchanging face.

He never expected that Jiang Chen could be so ruthless to him.

He shattered his own golden core and destroyed his own foundation of cultivation!

What's the difference between this and suicide?

He instinctively reached out to grab it.

But his hand only grasped at nothingness.

The cloud of blood mist vanished into thin air, as if it had never existed.

In the underground cave, only a shocking pool of blood, gleaming with a dark golden sheen, remained.

"They ran away?"

For the first time, Yingmei's face darkened.

He closed his eyes, and his powerful divine sense instantly enveloped the entire capital.

Search inch by inch.

No.

There was nothing there.

Jiang Chen's presence was as if it had been erased from the world by an eraser, completely extinguished.

"Hmph, so self-righteous."

Yingmei opened her eyes, and the gloom on her face returned to calm.

"Blood Shadow Escape, burning all life force to escape for a moment, is nothing more than drinking poison to quench thirst."

"He was struck by the full-blown Immortal-Slaying Curse and shattered his own golden core."

"Even a celestial being descended to earth wouldn't live more than three days."

He ignored the bloodstain, turned around, and stepped into the still-open spatial rift.

In his eyes, Jiang Chen was already a dead man.

A dead man for whom no further time is needed.

……

The capital city, underground.

In a huge, foul-smelling sewer.

Pfft!

A bloody, mangled mess, barely recognizable as human, appeared out of thin air and crashed heavily into the dark sewage.

That's Jiang Chen.

At this moment, he looked more like a dead man than any other dead man.

His bones were shattered, and his flesh was corroded beyond recognition by the incantation.

Consciousness, like a candle flickering in the wind, can be extinguished at any moment.

Sewage, icy cold.

A foul stench filled my nostrils.

"Is this... all there is...?"

Despair, like a tide, overwhelmed his last shred of will.

Just as his consciousness was about to completely sink into darkness.

Deep within his consciousness.

The remnant soul of the true dragon, which had become utterly illusory due to the loss of its golden core, suddenly let out a weak yet endlessly sorrowful wail.

It curled up, using its last strength to transform into a faint golden light, desperately protecting Jiang Chen's heart, which was about to stop beating.

at the same time.

Chunya Pavilion, a secluded courtyard.

Xiao Ruoye, who was anxiously waiting on the second-floor terrace, suddenly felt a jolt in her heart.

An indescribable, excruciating pain, as if she had lost something of utmost importance, caused her vision to go black, and she nearly collapsed to the ground.

"Jiang Chen!"

She leaned on the railing, looking towards the direction of the Dragon Guard headquarters building, her voice trembling with tears.

Shen Suxin and Jun Yao, who were standing nearby, also sensed something at the same time.

The light in Jun Yao's purple-gold eyes dimmed instantly. The mysterious soul connection between her and Jiang Chen seemed to have been forcibly severed by a pair of scissors.

"Owner……"

The little girl murmured to herself, her eyes instantly reddening.