The SSSSSSSS-level Mad Dragon is released from prison!

The smoke and dust from the ruins of the Jun family estate have not yet completely dissipated.

The morning sunlight slanted in, falling on the broken black stones and dried bloodstains scattered on the ground.

Jiang Chen carried Su Jinyu as they walked step by step out of the entrance to the underground palace.

The woman in my arms was very light and cold.

The chilling aura that originally belonged to the Ice Phoenix Body was rapidly dissipating.

Instead, there is the coldness of lifeless things.

"Brother Jiang..."

Shen Suxin came forward, and seeing Su Jinyu's ashen face, tears welled up in her eyes again.

"Her essence... is about to be extinguished."

Jiang Chen didn't say anything.

He simply wrapped Su Jinyu up even tighter with his coat.

Just then, the light overhead dimmed.

It's not a dark cloud.

It was the huge shadow cast by the propeller stirring up the air.

"Buzz—Buzz—Buzz—"

A dull, rumbling sound descended from the sky, making one's eardrums ache.

Xiao Ruoye suddenly looked up, her expression changing.

"It's the Dragon Guard's 'Black Hawk' fighter jet!"

Six all-black armed helicopters, arranged in a standard six-pointed star formation, hovered above the Jun family compound.

The hatches on both sides of the fuselage slid open, revealing the dark muzzles of heavy machine guns.

Each fighter jet is marked with a ferocious five-clawed golden dragon emblem.

That's not the symbol of the Imperial Guards of the capital.

That was the direct air strike force of the Dragon Guard headquarters.

Xiao Ruoye gripped the broken knife tightly in her hand.

"How did they get here so quickly?"

An even more terrifying pressure than that of the snake-eyed man came crashing down from the sky directly above.

That's not true qi.

It is a purer, more absolute power of rules that transcends all living beings.

It is the fate of the nation.

Xiao Ruoye groaned, her knees buckled, and she knelt down on one knee.

The metal energy within her body was suppressed by this force and could not circulate.

Shen Suxin and Jun Yao were the same; their faces were deathly pale, and their bodies swayed precariously.

Only Narancia managed to stand upright by erecting a thin shield of holy light in front of him.

But her brows furrowed tightly.

"It's filthy, even filthier than the smell in the underground palace."

A figure slowly walked out of the cabin door of the middle helicopter.

He did not use any ropes.

Step by step, they strode down from a height of 100 meters, treading on the void.

He was an old man wearing a dark gold python robe, his hair was neatly combed, his face was ancient, and his eyes were devoid of any emotion.

He held out his hands, supporting a bright yellow scroll.

Golden light flowed across the scroll, and the faint sound of a dragon's roar could be heard.

"Commander-in-Chief of the Dragon Guard, Zhao Tiangang!"

Xiao Ruoye squeezed out these words through gritted teeth.

This name is a taboo in the capital.

He is the supreme commander of the Dragon Guard, the pillar that safeguards the foundation of martial arts in this country.

Rumors had it that he had been in seclusion for thirty years, but no one expected him to show up in person today.

Zhao Tiangang stopped ten meters above the ground, looking down at the people in the ruins below.

His gaze lingered on Jiang Chen for a moment before landing on Su Jinyu in Jiang Chen's arms.

"You wretched wretch, Jiang Chen, kneel down and receive my decree."

His voice was not loud, but it carried an irresistible authority that exploded in everyone's ears.

Jiang Chen raised his head.

He looked at the old man suspended in mid-air, and at the glittering golden object in his hand.

"By order of the Emperor."

Zhao Tiangang slowly unrolled the scroll.

"Jiang Chen, born into the Jun family, is eccentric and has slaughtered his own clan, causing the foundation of the capital to be shaken. This is the first crime."

"As a warrior, instead of thinking of serving the country, he raised a private army, trespassed into the capital region, and undermined the state. This is the second crime."

"Indiscriminate killing of innocent people, beheading grandmasters, and disregard for national law are unforgivable crimes; this is the third crime."

"Multiple offenses combined constitute an unforgivable crime."

"I, mindful of Heaven's benevolence towards life, grant you permission to relinquish your cultivation and offer up the platinum elixir within your body to atone for any loss."

"Bind your hands immediately and kneel outside the Meridian Gate for three days, and perhaps you may be allowed to have a whole corpse."

"So be it."

Each word felt like a mountain, weighing heavily on everyone's hearts.

As Zhao Tiangang uttered his last word, three figures appeared without warning in three corners of the ruins.

East, West, South.

Three elderly men dressed in gray cloth, leaning on canes, looked like old men doing their morning exercise in the park.

But the moment they appeared, the air in that space was completely sucked out.

Those were three terrifying auras far surpassing those of a Grandmaster, completely sealing off all of Jiang Chen's escape routes.

Guozhu.

Xiao Ruoye's heart sank to the bottom.

This is an existence even more terrifying than the Chief of the Dragon Guard.

They are the nation's ultimate military force, each over 150 years old, truly pillars of the nation who have fought their way out of mountains of corpses and seas of blood.

Today, three people were mobilized at the same time for the sake of Jiang Chen.

This is a situation where certain death is inevitable.

Zhao Tiangang put away the imperial edict and looked down at Jiang Chen.

"Jiang Chen, why aren't you accepting the imperial decree and expressing your gratitude?"

Jiang Chen smiled.

He held Su Jinyu in his arms and slowly, slowly straightened his back.

The dark gold in his eyes was now ignited with two leaping clusters of platinum flames.

"She's dying."

Jiang Chen spoke, his voice hoarse.

"You're disturbing her."

Zhao Tiangang frowned.

"presumptuous!"

One of the pillars stepped forward, and the ground collapsed with a roar.

"Take it down!"

Jiang Chen didn't look at them again.

He extended his right hand, his five fingers slowly making a fist in the air.

The loose metallic dust and shards of broken weapons in the air began to gather in his palm.

That was the familiar Geng metal energy that Xiao Ruoye knew.

But hers is a million times more domineering.

A three-foot-long sword, its entire body shimmering with platinum light, slowly materialized in his palm.

A faint, dark golden dragon shadow coiled around the sword.

"What do you want to do?"

Zhao Tiangang sensed danger.

"Killing his lord!"

Jiang Chen did not answer.

He flicked his finger lightly along the spine of the longsword.

"Buzz—"

A clear, resonant sword cry echoed through the sky.

The next second, a dazzling white-gold sword light flew out of his hand.

The sword light was incredibly fast, like a bolt of lightning slicing through the night, tearing through space.

Its target was neither Zhao Tiangang nor the three pillars of the state.

It was that scroll representing the supreme imperial decree.

Zhao Tiangang's pupils suddenly contracted.

He tried to dodge, but found that his body was locked in place by the sharp sword intent, and he could not move.

"Sizzle!"

A soft sound.

The golden scroll, woven from the silk of a thousand-year-old golden silkworm and said to be impervious to all magic, broke in two.

The dazzling golden light was extinguished in an instant.

Time stood still.

Zhao Tiangang, who was in the air, was stunned.

The three pillars on the ground were also stunned.

They had lived for over a hundred years and had never seen such an arrogant person.

He did not execute the imperial edict.

It is the fate of the nation, it is the imperial power!

"You...you're asking for it!"

The pillar of the state on the east side roared angrily, slamming his withered hand toward Jiang Chen.

But it was too late.

Jiang Chen's figure disappeared from the spot.

A blurry afterimage flashed past between the three pillars of the nation.

The platinum-gold sword light drew three graceful arcs in the air.

There was no earth-shattering collision.

There was no booming sound of true energy exploding.

There were only three faint sounds, like cloth being torn.

Jiang Chen returned to his original position.

It was as if it had never moved.

The Gengjin longsword in his hand dissipated inch by inch, transforming back into countless specks of light.

The three pillars of the nation remained in their attacking stances.

Their faces were still frozen with expressions of rage and disdain.

next moment.

Three gray heads slid off their necks simultaneously.

"Gurgle... gurgle..."

The head rolled in the dust of the ruins, stained with the blood of the Jun family.

The three headless corpses fell straight down like three chopped-down wooden stakes.

Blood gushed from the severed neck, staining the ground beneath their feet.

The entire room fell silent.

In the air, Zhao Tiangang stood there blankly.

The half-roll in his hand slipped and fell to the ground.

He looked at the three fallen corpses, and at the man who was holding a woman and covered in blood.

My mind went completely blank.