The SSSSSSSS-level Mad Dragon is released from prison!

The stone gate closed, completely isolating the noise in the valley from the thick rock layers.

Deep within the main hall lies a spring, its pale purple water bubbling with heat as it flows into the pool through the carved dragon's mouth.

Nalanjia stood by the pool, her long silver hair hanging down to her ankles, the ends brushing against the clean ground.

She glanced at the churning pool water and briefly tucked her toes into the surface.

"Dirty".

She uttered a single word, her brows furrowing deeply.

Jiang Chen tore off the remaining pieces of cloth from his body and strode into the water, splashing up a fine ripple.

"This is the sacred pool of the Black Miao ancestral land, where one washes away life, not mud."

Jiang Chen sat at the bottom of the pool, the water level just covering his collarbone.

"come over."

Nalanjia hesitated for a long time before slowly moving to the water's edge and sitting down opposite Jiang Chen on the steps.

Her eyes, which shone with pure white light, were fixed on Jiang Chen's shoulder, while her hands gripped the railing of the pool tightly.

Jiang Chen didn't waste any words. He reached out, grabbed her wrist, and pulled her forcefully into his arms.

"what!"

Nalanjia gasped as she bumped into Jiang Chen's broad chest, the warm pool water instantly soaking her white dress.

"Let go...you're too close."

She struggled to back away, but found that Jiang Chen's hand was gripping her waist like an iron clamp.

"Shut up and feel the energy within your body."

Jiang Chen rested his chin on her shoulder, and the Formless True Qi in his dantian began to circulate rapidly.

Nalanjia's body stiffened, and his hand, which was about to be raised, stopped in mid-air.

She felt an extremely hot current of air seep into her skin through Jiang Chen's skin.

The current of energy, accompanied by a dragon's roar, violently shattered the chaotic holy light within her body.

"pain……"

Nalanjia bit his lower lip, and fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.

"Hold on, this is helping to clear your blocked meridians."

Jiang Chen closed his eyes, guiding the mixture of holy light and dragon energy toward the broken meridian in his spine.

Having been imprisoned in the Cave of Ten Thousand Poisons for twenty years, the holy light within Nalanjia's body had long since become violent and out of control.

Under the suppression of Jiang Chenlong's blood, the white light gradually softened, flowing in and out through the pores of the two people, forming a luminous cycle.

The pool water bubbled and gurgled, and the originally purple spring water, under the reflection of the gold and white light, became like flowing glass.

Shen Suxin was kneeling by the pool.

She was holding a dark, bony herb and applying it to Xiao Ruoye's deformed, broken leg.

Her white hair slid down her ears and landed on Xiao Ruoye's combat uniform.

Xiao Ruoye opened her eyes and stared at Shen Suxin's snow-white hair, feeling as if she had a handful of dry grass stuck in her throat.

"Suxin, your hair..."

"Don't move."

Shen Suxin lowered her voice, her hands continuing their work, the juice of the herbs soaking into Xiao Ruoye's skin.

"You can dye your hair back to its original color if it turns white, but if your bones grow crooked, you're ruined for life."

She looked up at the misty spirit pool in the distance, a complex emotion flashing in her eyes.

"He was too badly injured this time; only that woman's holy light can save his life."

Xiao Ruoye propped herself up and sat up, leaning against the stone pillar, looking at the blurry dragon shadow in the steam.

"This madman always gambles with his life; sooner or later..."

"Then gamble with him."

Shen Suxin interrupted her and tightened the bandage on Xiao Ruoye's leg.

Xiao Ruoye groaned in pain, her forehead pressed against the stone pillar, and she didn't utter another sound.

At this moment, Nalanjia's breathing became rapid in the spirit pool.

She lay nestled in Jiang Chen's arms, the light spots in her white pupils pulsating violently.

"That feeling... is gone."

She murmured softly, her hands instinctively wrapping around Jiang Chen's neck.

That obsessive cleanliness that made him dislike everything vanished without a trace at that moment.

The smell of blood and dirt emanating from Jiang Chen actually seemed cleaner to her than anything else.

"It's good that it's gone."

Jiang Chen guided his last bit of true energy and slammed it hard into the crack at the edge of the golden core.

"Buzz!"

The golden core trembled slightly, and the originally minute gaps were completely healed under the nourishment of the holy light.

Jiang Chen opened his eyes, a brilliant golden light flashing in his pupils.

He could feel the life force within him burning like wildfire in a wasteland, frantically repairing his damaged organs.

Nalanjia tilted her head back, her long hair cascading over Jiang Chen's arm.

"How much longer are you going to hold me?"

A faint blush graced her cheeks, and her expression was somewhat dazed.

Jiang Chen looked at her, his palm slowly sliding down her back.

"What, scared?"

Nalanjia didn't speak, but simply buried her face in his neck.

"Don't worry, you're...warm."

Jiang Chen was about to speak when his hand stopped three inches below Nalan Jia's lower back.

He sensed an extremely subtle fluctuation of spiritual energy.

That was neither holy light nor Narancia's own aura.

It was a restriction as thin as a hair, yet incredibly strong, like a chain, tightly fastened deep within her bones.

Jiang Chen frowned, and a dark red dragon flame lit up at his fingertips.

He tentatively probed into the barrier.

"Don't move."

Nalanjia's body suddenly trembled violently, and he bit down on Jiang Chen's shoulder.

"It hurts there..."

Jiang Chen increased the force in his hand, and the restriction sensed the intrusion of external force, emitting an extremely faint buzzing sound.

He was all too familiar with that frequency.

That was the unique array fluctuation of Tianji Island.

"Those old fogies actually left a backup plan for you."

The killing intent in Jiang Chen's eyes returned, and his right fist clenched so tightly it cracked.

This restriction is like a locator, not only drawing away Narancia's power, but also continuously transmitting some kind of signal to the distance.

"Tianji Island..."

As soon as Jiang Chen uttered those three words, the temperature in the hall instantly dropped to freezing.

Nalanjia lay in his arms, her expression returning to numbness, as if she had become accustomed to this torment.

"They said... I am the key."

"key?"

Jiang Chen sneered and slammed his right hand into the pool water, creating a wave that was over ten feet high.

"From today onwards, I, Jiang, will have the final say on this key."

He looked down at Nalanjia, his palm slowly covering the area of ​​the restriction.

"Once I regain my original form, I'll go and destroy that island."

Nalanjia didn't respond, but simply hugged Jiang Chen tighter, as if searching for his only safe haven.

outside the hall.

The corpses left behind by the Dragon Guards still emanated a putrid smell.

A dark cloud on the horizon was slowly pressing in towards the ancestral homeland of the Miao people.

Jiang Chen released his grip and looked into Nalan Jia's eyes, which had regained their clarity.

He suddenly felt that there was an eye staring intently at them from the beams of the main hall.

"Who?"

Jiang Chen casually picked up a pebble and launched it at the shadow on the roof.

"when!"

The sound of metal clashing echoed in the empty hall.

A dark figure slid down the roof beam and landed at the edge of the spirit pool.

The man was dressed in Miao rattan armor, carrying a short knife, but wearing a silver mask resembling that of a dragon guard.

"Mr. Jiang, you're really tough."

The man removed his mask, revealing a face Jiang Chen had never seen before, a mocking smile playing on his lips.

"However, the Jun family is already on their way, so your mediation... is probably over."

Jiang Chen slowly stood up from the pool, water sliding down his glassy muscles.

"The Jun family?"

He stepped out of the spirit pool and casually grabbed a robe from the side and draped it over his shoulders.

"Make them come over here."

Jiang Chen walked up to the man in black and lightly flicked the tip of the man's knife with his finger.

The blade shattered instantly.

"Go back and tell them that Jiang Chen is waiting here to receive his reward."

The man in black looked at the broken knife in his hand, his expression changed drastically, and he swayed as he tried to retreat.

Jiang Chen didn't chase after him.

He glanced down at Nalan Jia, then at Shen Suxin and Xiao Ruoye.

"Pack your things."

The golden light in Jiang Chen's eyes swallowed up the last trace of warmth.

"Let's go to the capital and kill someone."

Nalanjia stood up, and holy light spread out, instantly purifying all the water stains on her skirt.

She walked behind Jiang Chen and her slender fingers grabbed the hem of his clothes.

Shen Suxin put away her medicine box, her white hair standing out starkly in the dimly lit hall.

"Okay, kill him."

She spoke softly, a hint of fierceness, uncharacteristic of a doctor, flashing in her eyes for the first time.

The stone doors of the main hall opened again.

The mountain wind blew in from outside, carrying a strong smell of blood.

Jiang Chen looked up into the distance, towards the direction of Tianji Island.

He could feel that the restriction within Nalanjia's body was pulsating faster and faster.