The SSSSSSSS-level Mad Dragon is released from prison!

Greedy Wolf's back slammed into the cold rock wall.

There was no way to retreat.

He watched the man approaching step by step, making a gurgling sound like a duck being choked.

Jiang Chen showed no trace of murderous intent.

There is only one kind of cleanliness that makes you feel like you are covered in dirt at first glance.

This feeling is more despairing than any murderous intent.

"Fire!!"

Greedy Wolf suddenly let out a loud, shrill roar, his voice becoming distorted and shrill.

"Are they all dead?! Shoot him full of holes!!"

With his roar, the dark shadows that had been lurking at the top of the cave finally moved.

This is the Dragon Guard's last trump card: three hundred assassins armed with demon-slaying crossbows.

"Collapse, collapse, collapse—"

The dense vibrations of bowstrings echoed throughout the empty underground palace.

Hundreds of steel crossbow bolts, engraved with runes, rained down on the altar with a piercing whistle that tore through the air.

The rain of arrows was so dense that not even a fly could escape.

Xiao Ruoye lay behind the stone pillar, trying to shout, but only blood and foam came out of her mouth.

Jiang Chen did not dodge.

He didn't even lift his eyelids.

He simply stood there, his one black and one white eye calmly watching the rain of arrows falling from the sky.

"Dirty".

He parted his lips slightly and uttered a single word.

As the word fell, the white jade ground beneath his feet trembled violently.

"Buzz—"

A visible white-gold halo exploded outwards from him in an instant.

One hundred meters in diameter.

The edge of the halo was tinged with dark gold dragon scale patterns, while the inside was pure, milky white holy light.

This is his domain.

It is also a forbidden area belonging to God.

The magic-piercing crossbow bolts, carrying a deathly howl, stopped as soon as they touched the edge of the circle of light.

There was no impact sound.

There is no Mars either.

Hundreds of arrows, crafted from fine steel, froze in mid-air at that very moment.

Followed by.

"Shhh..."

That was the sound of quicksand sliding down.

The hard steel arrowhead began to disintegrate, turning into the finest iron powder.

Arrow shaft, tail feathers, runes.

Everything was reduced to molecules in this holy light.

A gust of wind blew by.

The rain of arrows turned into a cloud of dust, which drifted down in a gentle, scattered manner.

She didn't even touch the hem of Jiang Chen's clothes.

Greedy Wolf opened his mouth wide, his jaw almost dislocated.

He saw the most terrifying scene of his life.

The man walked with his hands behind his back, stepping on the scattered white jade shards, strolling leisurely towards me.

With each step, the platinum halo expanded one inch.

The Dragon Guard assassins who were originally hiding in the shadows shooting arrows were now also drawn in.

"ah!!"

The first scream rang out.

One of the Dragon Guard assassins dropped his crossbow bolt, clutched his chest tightly with both hands, and knelt on the ground.

He was not injured.

But he felt that the internal energy he had cultivated for decades was leaking out wildly.

It's like a punctured water bag.

His proud physical martial arts skills were forcibly stripped away and extracted the moment he came into contact with the holy light.

"My breath... my breath is gone..."

"Help! My dantian is shattered!"

Screams echoed throughout the room.

Those once fierce and ruthless assassins were now limp on the ground, like mollusks whose spines had been removed.

The true energy that leaked from their bodies turned into wisps of black smoke, which were then swallowed up by the platinum halo.

Then, after purification, it became the purest energy, which was then fed back into Jiang Chen's body.

Jiang Chen's radiance shone even brighter.

He tilted his head back slightly, seemingly enjoying the process of "eating".

That was plunder.

Naked and unreasonable plunder.

"You...you're not human..."

Tanlang lay sprawled on the ground, his usually sinister eyes now filled only with fear.

He wanted to muster his courage and resist.

But his dantian was completely empty, and he couldn't even muster a trace of internal energy.

The feeling of weakness from being stripped of his strength left him without even the strength to stand up.

Jiang Chen walked up to him.

The shadows fell, obscuring the distorted face of the greedy wolf.

Whether I am human or not is unimportant.

Jiang Chen looked down at him, and slowly raised his dark right hand.

A wisp of platinum flame swirled around his fingertips.

"The important thing is that filthy things like you shouldn't be alive."

Greedy Wolf trembled all over, desperately trying to shrink back while bracing himself with his hands on the ground.

"Don't kill me... I'm the commander of the Dragon Guard Earthly Fiend Division... I know many secrets... I can..."

"Noisy."

Jiang Chen lightly swiped his finger.

There were no fancy moves.

A blade of light as thin as a hair flew out from his fingertip.

"puff."

The wolf's pleas for mercy abruptly ceased.

A red line appeared on his neck.

Immediately afterwards, the red line split open.

A head wearing half a silver mask shot into the sky.

Before the blood could even spurt out, it was instantly evaporated by the holy light that filled the air.

The headless corpse swayed and fell to the ground.

The ground wasn't even dirty.

Jiang Chen stepped over the corpse and continued walking forward.

The Black Miao High Priest Wutu, who had been feigning death in the corner, finally broke down.

"Monsters! They're all monsters!!"

Wutu let out a strange cry and pulled out a black pottery jar covered with talismans from his pocket.

This is his natal blood gu, which he has nurtured for sixty years. Once released, it will leave no grass growing within a ten-mile radius.

"Explode!!"

Utu slammed the pottery jar hard onto the ground.

"Bang!"

The pottery jar shattered.

A burst of scarlet blood mist exploded, carrying with it thousands upon thousands of tiny red flying insects.

These flying insects had human faces, emitted shrill cries like babies, and swarmed towards Jiang Chen like madmen.

Jiang Chen stopped in his tracks.

He frowned as he looked at the disgusting cloud of blood mist.

That look of disgust was exactly the same as Nalanjia's before.

"It's so dirty."

Jiang Chen raised his hand and clenched it in the air towards the cloud of blood mist.

"Destroy".

As he clenched his fist, the platinum halo, a hundred meters in diameter, suddenly contracted.

This was followed by a violent expansion.

"Buzz!!"

Holy light washed over every inch of space like a tidal wave.

The menacing mass of blood gu exploded in mid-air before it could even utter a scream.

"Wave, wave, wave..."

The dense cracking sounds rang out like popping beans.

Those blood gu, which were said to be immortal and indestructible, turned into wisps of green smoke under the holy light.

Disappeared completely.

Utu was dumbfounded.

He stared blankly at his empty hands, then looked at the unharmed man.

"This...this is impossible..."

Utu's legs buckled, and he knelt on the ground.

The Black Miao clan's supreme Gu technique seemed like a joke in front of this man.

Jiang Chen ignored him.

This kind of trash doesn't even deserve to be laid.

His holy light fluctuated slightly as he passed by Utu.

"ah--!!"

Utu let out a piercing scream.

His body began to burn.

From the inside out.

Platinum flames erupted from his seven orifices, instantly engulfing him.

Just two seconds.

All that remained on the ground was a pile of white ash shaped like a human figure.

The wind blew it away.

The entire underground palace fell completely silent.

Those Dragon Guards who were still wailing fell silent.

They are not dead.

Instead, they were terrified.

Hundreds of people collapsed to the ground, staring at the god-like figure standing in the center of the ruins, forgetting even to breathe.

Jiang Chen stood at the exit of the Ten Thousand Poisons Cave.

It was daylight outside.

A ray of morning light shone down from the cave entrance and fell on him.

His body, half black and half glass, exuded an eerie sense of holiness in the sunlight.

Jiang Chen slowly suppressed his aura.

The domineering holy light dragon domain slowly dissipated.

He turned around.

My gaze passed over the mess on the ground and landed on the edge of the altar.

There were three women there.

Xiao Ruoye was covered in blood and lay on the ground, her life hanging in the balance.

Junyao clutched her chest, her face deathly pale, her eyes filled with awe.

Shen Suxin.

She knelt on the ground, her hands still in the position of trying to pull Jiang Chen up.

However, her once jet-black and lustrous hair was now completely white.

It was blindingly white.

That was the price she paid for saving him, by burning out all her life force.

Jiang Chen's heart, which had just been reshaped by the holy light, twitched violently.

The pain was even more intense than when my bones were broken and my marrow was extracted.

He walked over.

With each step, a deep footprint was left on the white jade floor.

He walked up to Shen Suxin.

Jiang Chen knelt down on one knee.

Ignoring the blood and charred marks covering his body, he reached out and gently lifted Shen Suxin's pale, almost transparent face.

My fingertips trembled slightly.

"Silly girl."

Jiang Chen's voice was hoarse, with a barely perceptible sob in it.

Looking at that head of snow-white hair, the ferocity and murderous intent in his eyes vanished in an instant.

All that remains is endless guilt and tenderness.

"My hair has turned white..."

Jiang Chen gently stroked the corner of her eye with his thumb.

"fine."

Even if you tear down the King of Hell's palace, I'll still dye it back to its original state.