The SSSSSSSS-level Mad Dragon is released from prison!

The piercing sirens tore through the night sky of the capital, like an invisible net closing in from all directions.

The dilapidated truck bounced wildly on the rugged dirt road, and with each jolt, the three hearts inside the truck clenched in fear.

The air was stale in the narrow space.

The smells of blood, herbs, and the putrid stench of death mingled together, creating a nauseating atmosphere.

Xiao Ruoye gripped the broken knife tightly in her hand, the veins on the back of her hand standing out.

"Faster! Faster!" she growled at the partition in front of her.

"Miss, the Tianjin checkpoint is just ahead. Once we get past there, they won't be able to catch up!" The driver's voice was trembling with tears, and the steering wheel was shaking violently in his hands.

Junyao hugged her knees, curled up next to Jiang Chen, and sobbed softly.

"Master...they've discovered us..."

That reassuring connection between souls was now as faint as a candle flickering in the wind, ready to be extinguished at any moment.

Ahead, blinding red and blue lights completely blocked the road.

The truck slammed on its brakes, leaving two black tracks on the ground with its tires.

It’s over.

Xiao Ruoye's heart sank.

Dozens of warriors dressed in black combat uniforms emerged from the darkness like ghosts and surrounded the truck.

Heavy footsteps sounded.

A man slowly walked out from behind the roadblock.

He had only one arm, his empty right sleeve fluttering in the wind, and his eyes burned with a venomous flame.

"Li Changfeng!"

Xiao Ruoye recognized him; he was a retainer of the Li family in the capital, a stray dog ​​whose cultivation and arm had been crippled by Jiang Chen himself.

How did he end up here?

Li Changfeng's gaze swept over the truck, a twisted smile appearing on his face.

"Open the door."

His voice was hoarse, like two pieces of sand rubbing together.

The driver was roughly dragged out of the cab and kicked to the ground.

Li Changfeng walked to the back of the carriage and tapped the door lightly with the metal rod in his hand.

"Come out, Jiang Chen's few female dogs."

Xiao Ruoye took a deep breath and pushed open the hidden door in the mezzanine.

She jumped out of the car, holding onto the door, with Shen Suxin and Jun Yao following closely behind.

Li Changfeng's gaze roamed unabashedly over the three women, his lewdness undisguised.

"Tsk tsk, that bastard Jiang Chen was quite lucky with women. It's a pity he didn't live to enjoy them."

"I am acting on orders from the Dragon Guard to thoroughly investigate all vehicles leaving the city." He waved a document stamped with the red dragon seal in his hand, "especially... these shady corpse transport vehicles."

"The three of you, please come with us."

"My brothers, we will thoroughly 'search' your bodies to see if you are hiding any contraband."

The warriors behind him burst into laughter.

"You're asking for it." Xiao Ruoye squeezed out the two words through gritted teeth.

The metal energy within her body began to circulate wildly, and the broken sword emitted a soft hum.

"You?!" Li Changfeng's expression grew even more disdainful. "Without a man to back you up, what are you?"

"Today, I'm going to drag that bastard Jiang Chen's corpse out and feed it to the dogs right in front of you!"

"Then, I'll let you experience what it means to wish you were dead!"

He raised his remaining left hand, about to give the order.

A small, cool hand gently pressed against Xiao Ruoye's wrist as she held the knife.

It's Junyao.

The girl shook her head at her.

That little face, which always carried an air of innocence and dependence, now revealed a wicked smile.

She broke free from Shen Suxin's grasp and took a step forward.

She took off her shoes.

A pair of fair and delicate feet stepped onto the cold, dirty asphalt road.

The string of black bells on her ankles made no sound.

Li Changfeng was stunned for a moment, then roared, "You little brat, get out of here! Or I'll tear you apart first!"

Junyao tilted her head and looked at him.

Those purple-gold eyes were empty, devoid of any emotion.

An invisible wave emanated from the bell on her ankle.

In the cracks of the road, in the shadows of the drainage ditch, in the darkness under the car...

Countless tiny, purplish-black insects, smaller than dust particles, converged into a stream and silently rose into the air.

They enveloped the entire level like a weightless fog.

"What are you waiting for! Do it! Take them down..."

Li Changfeng's roar came to an abrupt halt.

He suddenly grabbed his own neck, his eyes bulging, and his face instantly turned a deep liver color.

He tried to scream, but only a strange "gurgling" sound came out of his throat.

The martial artists behind him also froze in place.

They dropped their weapons and frantically tore at their faces and scratched their seven orifices.

All the struggles ceased within three seconds.

Throughout the entire level, hundreds of heavily armed warriors stood motionless, as if the pause button had been pressed.

Li Changfeng slowly lowered his hand.

The ferocity and resentment on his face vanished, replaced by an eerie calm, a puppet-like emptiness.

He turned around and walked stiffly to the roadblock.

He raised his hand and waved mechanically.

The undead behind him began to move in unison.

They removed the roadblocks, raised the railings, and lined up on both sides of the road, clearing a clear path.

The entire process was eerily quiet.

Shen Suxin covered her mouth, her body trembling uncontrollably.

She looked at the martial artists with empty eyes, and then at the barefoot, slender girl standing in the middle of the road.

A chill ran through me from the deepest part of my heart.

This is the Spirit Gu Body.

This is the power that made all three masters warn Jiang Chen to be careful.

This is not martial arts, nor is it cultivation.

This is a more primitive, more domineering, and more unreasonable... divine and demonic power.

Xiao Ruoye's face was also a little pale, but her eyes were very cold.

"Leave no survivors."

She gave the order.

Junyao turned around and glanced at her, seemingly a little unhappy, like a child who was having fun and had their game interrupted.

She pouted.

Then, he lightly flicked his finger at those "soldiers".

"Bang."

"Bang bang bang..."

A series of muffled popping sounds rang out.

Li Changfeng, along with more than a hundred of his men, exploded at the same time.

There was no bloodshed or carnage.

They were like punctured red balloons, turning directly into thick clouds of blood mist.

The pungent smell of blood instantly filled the air.

The wind blew, and nothing was left.

Junyao smiled with satisfaction and skipped back to the car.

"Wakaba-neechan, let's go quickly."

The driver was so frightened that he collapsed under the car. Xiao Ruoye pulled him up and put him back in the driver's seat.

The truck restarted and slowly drove through the checkpoint that had just witnessed a silent massacre.

The carriage was deathly silent.

Sudden.

"roar--"

A roar that sounded inhuman erupted from the deepest part of the mezzanine.

That voice was filled with indescribable pain and madness.

"Jiang Chen!"

Xiao Ruoye was the first to react and rushed over.

A soft green light shone from Shen Suxin's fingertips, illuminating the darkness.

Under the light, Jiang Chen's body was arched in a strange position, convulsing violently.

The black incantation runes on his forehead seemed to come alive, writhing and tangling wildly.

At the very center of the incantation.

Two dark red, tumor-like protrusions were pressing against the skin, growing outward little by little.

That's... a horn.

A pair of grotesque, inhuman fleshy horns.