The SSSSSSSS-level Mad Dragon is released from prison!

Xiao Ruoye gripped the broken sword and stood up straight.

Her gaze swept over the crowd, finally settling on Song Yuzhi.

"You have a way to get us out of the city."

This is not a question, it is a statement.

Song Yuzhi leaned against the door frame, her fingernails digging deep into the wood, and nodded.

"have."

"But we need to put on a show, a show that can fool the entire capital and the Imperial Guards."

Her voice was soft, yet it carried an unshakeable weight.

"Jiang Chen must die."

……

The next day, a message seemed to sprout wings and spread throughout the streets and alleys of the capital.

Jiang Chen, the madman who stirred up the storm, razed the Jun family to the ground overnight, and stood up to the Dragon Guard headquarters, is dead.

It is said that he was killed in one blow by a mysterious messenger from Tianji Island, leaving no trace of his body. In the end, the eldest daughter of the Song family collected his remains and set up a mourning hall in Chunyaxuan.

For a time, the major wealthy families in the capital had different thoughts.

Some people sighed with regret, some gloated, and many more secretly tried to verify the authenticity of the news.

Chun Ya Xuan.

The once elegant and quaint courtyard is now filled with white sails.

The oppressive atmosphere was suffocating.

In the center of the hall, there was a fine coffin made of Phoebe zhennan wood.

Xiao Ruoye, dressed in black, stood expressionless beside the coffin, her eyes devoid of any emotion.

Shen Suxin and Jun Yao knelt on the prayer mats, their heads bowed, their expressions unreadable, but their thin shoulders trembled incessantly.

Song Yuzhi, dressed in plain white, received the spies from all sides who came to "pay their respects" as if he were a member of the household.

Suddenly, a loud engine roar came from outside the courtyard gate.

Immediately afterwards, heavy tactical boots shattered the threshold.

"Get out of my way, all of you!"

With a loud shout, Wang Kun, the deputy commander of the Dragon Guard, led thirty fully armed elite Dragon Guard soldiers in and stormed in.

His eyes were fierce as he walked straight to the center of the mourning hall and kicked over the brazier in front of him.

"Is the person dead?"

Wang Kun's gaze fell on Xiao Ruoye, filled with scrutiny and suspicion.

"Open the coffin!"

He didn't give anyone a chance to react and gave the order directly.

Two dragon guards stepped forward and slammed the hilts of their alloy battle swords heavily onto the coffin lid.

"stop!"

Xiao Ruoye's voice was icy as she stepped forward, blocking the coffin.

Wang Kun sneered, and the pressure of a Grandmaster was released with a bang.

"What? You're afraid to let us see?"

"Or is it simply empty inside?"

Xiao Ruoye's fists clenched so tightly inside her sleeves that they made a cracking sound.

She could sense that the Gu King within Jun Yao's body behind her had begun to stir.

Just then, Song Yuzhi walked over and bowed slightly to Wang Kun.

"Vice Commander Wang, death is the greatest loss."

"Although Mr. Jiang had a misunderstanding with the Dragon Guard, he has been punished by the seniors of Tianji Island, which can be considered as paying the price."

She handed him a gold-embossed card.

"This is 30% of the Song family's property. Consider this a small token of appreciation for the Dragon Guard brothers. We urge Vice Commander Wang to be lenient and allow him to leave with some dignity."

Wang Kun took the card, flicked it with his finger, and his sarcasm deepened.

"Miss Song, you've really gone all out."

"However, I've come today on orders: I want to see him alive or dead!"

"Open it!"

At his command, the dragon guards behind him did not hesitate and violently pried open the coffin lid.

The heavy coffin lid was blown off and crashed heavily to the ground.

All eyes were focused on the coffin.

A charred corpse lay quietly inside.

There was a terrifying void in the dantian area of ​​the corpse, and the surrounding meridians were strangely fractured.

A faint aura, the kind of spiritual energy that dissipates after the Golden Core is shattered, emanated from it.

Wang Kun frowned and stepped forward to investigate personally.

That aura couldn't lie; it was indeed a sign that appeared after one's cultivation was destroyed and their golden core exploded.

His last remaining doubt was dispelled.

"Hmph, what an arrogant fool."

Wang Kun straightened up and spat at the charred corpse.

"Drag him out and hang him at the entrance of the Dragon Guard headquarters, leaving his body exposed for three days!"

"You dare!"

A surge of killing intent flashed in Xiao Ruoye's eyes.

Song Yuzhi held her tightly and spoke to Wang Kun again.

"Vice Commander Wang, the predecessors from Tianji Island were merely killed; no orders were given to desecrate their bodies."

"If you do this, what if that senior gets angry..."

Wang Kun's expression changed when Tianji Island was mentioned.

He snorted coldly and ultimately gave up.

"You guys know what's good for you."

"Fall back!"

Wang Kun arrived with a large entourage and left in a swaggering manner.

Silence returned to the mourning hall.

Song Yuzhi slowly released Xiao Ruoye's hand and said softly.

"Su Xin's 'Chemical Core Powder' can simulate the aura of a shattered Golden Core. That corpse was one I got from death row."

Xiao Ruoye looked at the charred corpse with a complicated expression.

Night falls.

The hustle and bustle of the capital was swallowed by darkness.

The back door of Chun Ya Xuan opened silently.

A dilapidated truck with a "corpse transport" license plate mingled with several other trucks that were actually handling funeral supplies, slowly drove out, and disappeared into the night.

North Gate.

This is the last checkpoint before leaving the capital.

Song Yuzhi stood alone in front of the checkpoint, with all the high-ranking vehicles of the Song family parked behind her.

A commander of the Dragon Guard, with a forced smile, stopped her.

"Miss Song, it's so late, where are you going?"

Song Yuzhi remained calm.

"I'm sending a few distant relatives out of the city. They're timid and afraid of offending important people during the day."

Her words were impeccable.

The commander, however, had no intention of letting them pass, his gaze sweeping back and forth across the convoy.

"The order is from above: martial law is in effect throughout the city; not even a fly can be allowed to escape."

Song Yuzhi did not get angry; she simply watched him quietly.

Time passed by, second by second.

On the other side, the dilapidated truck was already approaching the city gate.

The compartment inside the truck was dark and stuffy.

Xiao Ruoye, Shen Suxin, and Jun Yao were squeezed into this small space.

Jiang Chen lay between them, his breathing so faint it was almost imperceptible.

The black runes on his body seemed alive in the darkness, expanding and contracting, emitting eerie rustling sounds.

The car stopped.

The sound of guards questioning people came from outside.

Xiao Ruoye's heart was in her throat.

"There's a thermal imaging scanner ahead."

Shen Suxin said in a low voice.

She took out a gold needle as thin as a cow's hair from her bosom.

Without the slightest hesitation, she forcefully inserted the gold needle into an acupoint on her left arm.

A stream of emerald green toxin spread instantly along her meridians.

Her face paled slightly.

Almost simultaneously, the truck slowly passed through the scanning area.

The sound of permission being granted could be heard outside.

The wheels started turning again.

Finally, the car body jolted slightly as it crossed the old metal dividing line of the city gate.

Successful.

From her vantage point, Song Yuzhi watched the unremarkable truck merge into the distant traffic and disappear into the night.

She slowly breathed a sigh of relief.

With this move, she gambled the future of the entire Song family.

From this day forward, the Song family will have no way out in the capital.

But just then...

The direction they had just driven from, behind the tightly closed city gate.

Dozens of blinding searchlights suddenly lit up, illuminating the entire night sky as if it were daytime.

Immediately afterwards, a piercing, deafening alarm blared.