The SSSSSSSS-level Mad Dragon is released from prison!

The letter turned into a wisp of white smoke at Jiang Chen's fingertips, leaving not even ashes.

The temperature in the air dropped to freezing point, and the bluestone slabs at the entrance of the main hall could not withstand the oppressive force and silently cracked into pieces.

"The Song family has been sealed off?"

Jiang Chen patted non-existent dust off his palms, his voice revealing neither joy nor anger.

Xiao Ruoye leaned against the stone pillar, her knuckles white as she gripped the newly replaced Miao sword in her hand.

"The Song family is a long-established and powerful family in the capital. Without the imperial sword, the Dragon Guard dares not touch such a deeply rooted family."

She stared at Jiang Chen's overly calm face, her throat tightening.

"unless……"

"Unless someone above gives the nod."

Jiang Chen took over the conversation, stepped out of the shadow of the main hall, and stood in the sun-drenched square.

The sunlight fell on him, reflecting a faint, glassy halo, but it couldn't warm the stagnant pools in his eyes.

"The Jun family made the move."

Jiang Chen looked at the spot where the letter in his hand had disappeared.

It's written very clearly on there.

Song Yuzhi was placed under house arrest in the family ancestral hall, where he was whipped daily and interrogated about his whereabouts.

The Song family's 30 billion yuan assets were being torn apart by various forces like hungry wolves.

Even Su Jinyu was taken into the Jun family's underground fighting arena, which was known as "purgatory".

"What a fine family the Jun family is."

Jiang Chen chuckled.

The laughter was soft, yet it startled a flock of birds in the distant woods into flight.

He remembered three months ago.

That rainy night, he was beaten like a dead dog, his limbs broken, and thrown into the sewers of the capital.

The water there was cold, and the itching sensation of rats gnawing at the wounds was intense.

The sounds of Jun Aoshi and his group clinking glasses and exchanging laughter drifted from above the manhole cover, along with the sound of leftover food being dumped.

The humiliation of being trampled in the mud and crushed underfoot was like a red-hot iron, constantly searing his spine.

"Jiang Chen".

Shen Suxin walked behind him, her white hair disheveled by the mountain wind, obscuring half of her face.

She held a yellowed ancient book in her hands, her fingers pressing a crease into the pages.

"Although your body has been reshaped, the holy light is too strong, and extreme yang will inevitably decline."

Shen Suxin didn't look into Jiang Chen's eyes, but stared at the shadow at his feet.

The shadow was extremely faint, almost swallowed up by the holy light.

"You need a sixth constitution to neutralize this light."

Jiang Chen turned around and his gaze fell on her.

"Where?"

"Overseas, the capital of sin."

Shen Suxin closed the book, her voice very soft.

"There is a woman there, possessing the Dark Extreme Body. She is a walking black hole, capable of devouring all light. Only she can bring your True Dragon destiny to a state of Yin-Yang balance."

"Dark Pole Body..."

Jiang Chen read the name aloud, a flash of platinum light in his eyes.

"No rush."

He raised his head and looked north.

That was the direction of the capital, and across thousands of mountains and rivers, he seemed to be able to smell the rotten, bloody stench.

"I'll tear a hole in the sky over this capital city before I go overseas to arrest people."

After Jiang Chen finished speaking, he waved to the area below the square.

"Thump! Thump! Thump!"

The dull sound of war drums echoed through the valley.

Junyao sat atop the tall flagpole, her feet dangling.

The black bell on her wrist rang sharply.

"rise--"

Junyao dragged out the melody, as if she were singing a strange nursery rhyme.

"Shhh..."

That was the sound of countless arthropods crawling on the ground.

Black tides of water surged from the cracks in the rocks and under the roots of trees, covering the entire mountainside.

That was the army of Gu worms that the Miao region had accumulated over thousands of years.

Next came the people.

The three thousand elite warriors of the Black Miao tribe wore rattan armor, carried bone spears, and had their faces painted with ferocious greasepaint.

They gathered from all directions at the foot of the square.

There was no commotion, no conversation.

The three thousand people breathed in unison, like a giant beast awakening.

"kneel."

Jiang Chen stood at the edge of the platform and uttered only one word.

"Splash—"

Three thousand Miao warriors knelt down on one knee in unison, the sound of their rattan armor clashing together as rhythmic as a thunderclap.

"From this day forward, the Miao region is without a master and shall obey only my commands."

Jiang Chen's voice wasn't loud, but it resonated in everyone's ears.

He doesn't need any grand mobilization or empty promises.

He stood there, the hundred-foot-tall white-gold dragon shadow behind him the best pledge of allegiance.

"The entire clan came down from the mountains."

Jiang Chen pointed north.

"Target: Beijing."

"Anyone who dares to block the way will be killed without mercy."

"roar!!"

Three thousand warriors simultaneously raised their weapons and let out a roar that shook the mountains and forests.

Nalanjia stood beside Jiang Chen, shrinking back in disgust.

"So many people, so much sweat."

She frowned, and a thin layer of holy light shone from her body, keeping the drifting dust at bay.

"Bear with it."

Jiang Chen didn't turn around, and his aura began to subside.

He forcefully suppressed that sharp, untamed spirit into his very bones, making him look like a heavy sword sheathed.

If they don't go out, all is well; if they do, blood will be shed.

"This is too much of a commotion."

Looking at the surging crowd below, Xiao Ruoye felt a chill run down her spine.

"To bring thousands of Miao soldiers carrying highly poisonous Gu worms into the capital is a rebellion."

"rebel?"

Jiang Chen twitched the corner of his mouth, revealing a set of gleaming white teeth.

"Those are the rules they set."

"Since these rules won't let me live, then I'll change the rules."

Just then.

"Boom!"

A tremendous roar of engines came from the clouds overhead.

The swirling air currents bent the ancient trees surrounding the square.

A jet-black private plane pierced through the clouds, with the Song family emblem prominently displayed beneath its wings.

The plane did not land on the smooth runway, but hovered aggressively over the square.

The strong airflow caused the Miao soldiers to stagger, and many of them gripped their bone spears tightly, their eyes wary.

"Someone from the Song family?"

Shen Suxin squinted, looking at the familiar emblem.

"wrong."

Xiao Ruoye suddenly drew her sword, her body taut like a fully drawn bow.

"The Song family's planes never dare to fly like this; this is a military evasive maneuver."

The hatch opened.

A rope ladder swung down.

Two men dressed in black robes with gold patterns jumped down the rope ladder and landed steadily in the center of the square.

They didn't look at the murderous Miao soldiers around them, nor at the Gu worms covering the ground.

Their gazes were immediately fixed on Jiang Chen on the high platform.

On the chests of these two people was embroidered a five-clawed golden dragon with bared fangs and claws.

It's not the Song family crest.

That was the totem of the Imperial Guards of the capital.

"Jiang Chen, receive the imperial decree."

The square-faced man on the left took a step forward, but he wasn't holding any imperial edict in his hand.

He simply pulled out a black and gold token engraved with the word "forbidden" from his waist and held it above his head.

The token exuded a chilling aura, which was actually faintly resisting the dragon energy within Jiang Chen's body.

"By order of the King."

The man's voice was cold, carrying an air of superior arrogance.

"Surrender immediately and come with us back to the capital for trial."

"If there is resistance."

"Kill on the spot."