The SSSSSSSS-level Mad Dragon is released from prison!

Chapter 160 Old man, are you tough enough?

Jiang Chen carried Su Jinyu and walked step by step toward the exit.

The three-headed, desiccated corpse let out a deep, furious roar, its giant axe slicing through the ground and creating a trench several meters long.

Jiang Chen stopped in his tracks without turning his head.

"Wakaba, take them and go first."

Xiao Ruoye gripped the broken Miao knife in her hand, her gaze fixed on the enormous creature that emerged from the darkness.

Are you alone?

Her voice was a little dry.

The aura emanating from that monster was more profound than that of all the grandmasters they had encountered combined.

That's not the aura of a living person.

It is the decay and resentment that have accumulated in the grave for hundreds of years.

Jiang Chen lowered his head and kissed Su Jinyu's cold forehead.

"If I don't leave, how will the entire Jun family be wiped out?"

He carefully handed Su Jinyu over to Shen Suxin, who had rushed over.

Shen Suxin looked at Jiang Chen, her lips moved as if she wanted to say something, but in the end she just nodded emphatically.

"Big brother, I'll stay and help you."

Junyao shook the Gu bell in her hand, her eyes filled with excitement.

"My babies aren't full yet."

Jiang Chen turned around to face the monster dragging the giant axe, his joints cracking like popping beans.

"Nalanjia, take them out of here. It's too dirty. Don't let it pollute your eyes."

Nalanjia glanced at the three-headed dried corpse and frowned.

She nodded, walked to Junyao's side, and put one hand on Junyao's shoulder.

"Come on, it's dirtier outside, it needs to be cleaned."

Junyao tried to resist, but the holy light emanating from Na-Lanja made her unable to move, and she could only be dragged away unwillingly.

Xiao Ruoye took one last look at Jiang Chen's back, gritted her teeth, and turned to follow him.

They closed the heavy iron gate together.

In the arena, only Jiang Chen and the monster remained.

The platinum core within his body was vibrating, and dark purple light patterns climbed up his spine, covering his entire body.

"Today, only one living person is allowed to leave this place."

Jiang Chen threw a punch at the rock formation above his head.

There is no external release of true qi.

Pure physical strength.

"Boom!"

The entire underground palace shook violently, and huge stones crashed down from the dome.

The screams of the Jun family members in the stands were instantly cut off by the falling rocks.

Jiang Chen stood in the center of the ruins, the dragon shadow in his eyes had completely materialized.

He licked the blood that hadn't yet dried from his lips.

The three-headed, desiccated corpse swung its giant axe, creating a foul-smelling gust of wind, and cleaved down towards him.

"die!"

The three heads of the dried corpse simultaneously let out an aged roar, the voice hoarse and inhuman.

Jiang Chen neither dodged nor avoided.

He stretched out his right hand and reached for the black axe with one hand.

The axe blade was as wide as a door panel, with congealed black blood clots hanging on it.

"when!"

Sparks flew everywhere.

Golden blood seeped from Jiang Chen's tiger's mouth.

He grinned, revealing a set of white teeth.

"You're too weak."

He suddenly exerted force with his five fingers.

"Crunch—"

The sound of shattering metal was particularly jarring in the empty arena.

He even managed to pinch deep finger marks on that huge black iron battle axe with his five fingers.

"You should go and keep that commander company too."

Jiang Chen used his other hand to form a knife shape with his fingers and stabbed it directly into the crown of the head in the very center of the dried corpse.

"Sizzle—"

Platinum flames flowed wildly from his fingertips into the dry corpse.

The three heads of the dried corpse simultaneously let out a shrill scream, and its body began to explode and swell from the inside out.

Jiang-Chen stepped over the flying bits of flesh and walked deeper into the underground palace.

He could sense that in the deepest part of the earth, a stronger aura was slowly awakening.

"It's not over yet."

Jiang Chen wiped the blood off his face.

He glanced back at the exit blocked by falling rocks, confirming that Shen Suxin and the others had safely evacuated.

Then, he stepped into the blood pool at the bottom of the arena.

It was a pool the size of a football field, filled with a viscous, foul-smelling, dark red liquid.

In the center of the pool stood three stone statues clad in heavy black iron armor.

"Jun Lintian, your son has come to collect a debt."

His voice echoed in the underground palace.

At this moment, the three stone statues that had been sleeping for a hundred years opened their eyes simultaneously.

Eyes not carved from stone.

It was a scarlet, fleshy eye, filled with an endless thirst for slaughter.

The stone skin on their bodies peeled away inch by inch, revealing the withered yet hard muscles beneath.

They are three mummified corpses that are a hundred years old.

The Jun family's true trump card lies in the assassins guarding this pool of blood.

Jiang Chen clenched his fists, his knuckles cracking.

The dragon shadow behind him exploded completely, turning into a sky full of golden light.

The roar from underground grew closer and closer.

Jiang Chen spat out a mouthful of bloody phlegm and charged towards the three streams of energy.

"boom!"

The last stone gate shattered.

The three mummified corpses moved.

They used no weapons, only their fists, each the size of a millstone.

The force of the punch tore through the air, creating a piercing sonic boom.

"Well done!"

Jiang Chen advanced instead of retreating, his Platinum Core spinning wildly within his body.

He met the fist of the leftmost dried corpse with a punch of his own.

"Bang!"

Two disproportionately large fists collided.

The shockwave exploded, creating a three-meter-high wave of blood.

The ground beneath Jiang Chen's feet was cracking inch by inch.

The bones in the mummified corpse's arm, starting from the fist and continuing down to the shoulder, were all shattered into powder.

His entire arm hung limply at his sides.

Jiang Chen did not stop.

Using the force of the recoil, he twisted his body in mid-air and swept a whip kick toward the head of the dried corpse in the middle.

The dried corpse raised its arms to block.

"Snap!"

The two arms, forged from black iron, were deformed by Jiang Chen's kick and embedded deeply into its own chest.

The last mummified corpse hugged Jiang Chen from behind, its muscular arms tightly gripping his neck, trying to twist his head off.

"roll!"

Jiang Chen's chest heaved, and he let out a dragon's roar.

A surge of powerful true energy erupted from his body.

The mummified corpse's arms were instantly severed, and its body flew out like a tattered sack, crashing into a distant stone wall and turning into a pile of mangled flesh.

Jiang Chen landed, stepping on the broken bones scattered on the ground, and walked towards the depths of the blood pool.

With each step he took, his aura grew stronger.

The once calm blood pool began to churn violently, like boiling water.

"Gurgle... gurgle..."

A huge bubble rose from the bottom of the pool.

Immediately afterwards, a man wearing a tattered red robe slowly raised his upper body from the viscous blood.

His hair was long and wet, clinging to his face.

When he looked up, Jiang Chen's pupils contracted slightly.

The man had no eyebrows, and his eyes were not human eyes.

Instead, they were a pair of golden, vertical snake eyes.

The man greedily inhaled the scent in the air, his gaze finally settling on Jiang Chen.

"A true dragon...it tastes like a true dragon."

His voice was hoarse, like two rusty pieces of iron rubbing against each other.

"It smells so good, I'm so hungry..."

The man stuck out his tongue and licked his chapped lips.

His tongue is forked.

Jiang Chen stared at him, and the dragon blood within his body began to stir.

It's not fear.

It's anger.

It was a deep-seated loathing and murderous intent.

"Is this the kind of trash from the Jun family who can only hide in this stinking ditch?" Jiang Chen's voice was cold.

The man with snake-like eyes smiled.

He opened his mouth, revealing a set of sharp fangs.

"Boy, your flesh and blood will be the final piece of the puzzle for me to break through to the God Realm."

He stood up from the pool of blood.

His lower body wasn't human legs at all.

Instead, it was a thick snake tail covered in black scales.

"Half-human, half-demon?"

Jiang Chen frowned.

"No." The snake-eyed man shook his head, his snake tail slapping against the blood, creating towering waves.

"I am God."

He spread his arms, and the blood in the entire underground palace boiled, transforming into hundreds of blood-red snakes that devoured Jiang Chen from all directions.

"A beast that eats human brains dares to call himself a god?"

Jiang Chen chuckled.

The platinum elixir within his body stopped spinning.

next second.

reverse!

A powerful suction force erupted from his dantian.

The blood snakes that rushed towards him suddenly changed direction when they got within three meters of him, and uncontrollably burrowed into his body.

"What?"

The smile on the snake-eyed man's face froze.

He felt his connection to the blood pool being forcibly severed by a more domineering force.

"I have said that today I will uproot your Jun family."

Jiang Chen's body was like a bottomless black hole, frantically devouring the energy accumulated in the blood pool over a hundred years.

His skin began to turn red, and his veins bulged out, like menacing earthworms.

"This...this is impossible!"

The man with snake-like eyes was horrified to discover that Jiang Chen's aura was surging at an unbelievable speed.

Early stage of Spirit Sea Realm... Mid stage...

Just one step away from breaking through that barrier and stepping into perfection!

"Give my things back!"

Jiang Chen's eyes were bloodshot. He took a step, and the ground cracked.