The SSSSSSSS-level Mad Dragon is released from prison!

That pale eyeball was devoid of any emotion.

Its gaze drained the last trace of warmth from the temple.

Beneath the altar, the ruins of the blood pool, formed from the accumulated wisdom of the Jun family over a century, began to tremble.

A figure, stepping on the void, slowly emerged from the ground.

It's not bursting out, it's rising.

He was wearing a faded gray robe, looking like a country schoolteacher.

His face was refined and gentle, even carrying a warm smile.

He is the master of Tianji Island.

The culprit who stole Jiang Chen's destiny, cast the Immortal-Slaying Curse, and imprisoned his mother for twenty years.

The island lord glanced at the devastated temple and then at the twelve mangled remains of the Heavenly Generals.

He didn't get angry.

His gaze fell on Jiang Chen, as if he were admiring a work of art that was about to be completed.

"good."

"It has fused nine origins and shattered the Immortal Slaying Curse."

"You are much more perfect than I imagined."

The island owner's voice was calm, as if he were stating something that had nothing to do with him.

"I have searched for three thousand years, and finally I have found you, the most perfect sacrifice."

The aura of the Perfected Void Refinement Realm was not deliberately released, yet the surrounding space could not withstand it.

Dark cracks appeared and disappeared around Jiang Chen.

"Mother, you should rest first."

Jiang Chen channeled a stream of pure chaotic true energy into Luo Qingluan's body and placed her in a relatively intact corner of the altar.

He stood up straight, his back as straight as a spear piercing the sky.

The island owner raised his hand.

Above the sky, within that scarlet crack, a brilliant crimson light shone.

The thousands of blood-red lightning bolts, each as thick as a water bucket, no longer struck randomly.

They converged, intertwined, and transformed into a world-destroying gale that tore through the heavens and earth, sweeping down.

Wherever the gale passed, space was torn to shreds, and even the remaining white jade pillars of the temple were silently reduced to dust.

Jiang Chen defied the powerful winds that could destroy the continent and soared into the air.

He didn't hide.

"roar--!"

A high-pitched dragon roar exploded from his chest.

The holy light, in shades of platinum and gold, and the dragon shadow, in shades of dark gold, intertwined and swirled behind him.

A semi-transparent spherical domain, hundreds of feet in diameter, opened up the collapsed space.

Holy Light Dragon Domain!

The crimson gale slammed violently against the barrier of the Dragon Realm.

"Boom!"

The blinding halo made the entire Tianji Island lose its color.

The sea below was shaken by the shockwave, creating towering waves thousands of meters high.

The dragon domain that Jiang Chen had created was groaning under the impact of the gale.

Fine cracks appeared on the barrier.

"That's interesting."

The island owner frowned for the first time.

He never expected that an ant who had just stepped into the half-step Nascent Soul stage could actually block the power of heaven and earth that he had summoned.

He spread out his other hand.

A bronze compass, about the size of a palm and composed of countless starlight points, appeared in his palm.

The Astrological Chart of Creation.

The treasure of Tianji Island.

"Starfall".

The island owner uttered two words softly.

On the star chart, thousands of starlight broke free and transformed into countless starlight blades, each hundreds of feet long.

They tore through the gale, carrying a sharpness that pierced through everything, and fiercely stabbed at the crumbling Holy Light Dragon Domain.

"Pfft! Pfft! Pfft!"

The barrier of the Holy Light Dragon Domain was instantly breached.

The myriad starlight blades continued their relentless advance, all striking Jiang Chen's body, which was covered in dark gold dragon scales.

Sparks flew everywhere.

Scales fluttered.

Deep, bone-revealing bloodstains bloomed on his chest, arms, and thighs.

Golden dragon blood flowed from the wound and sprayed into the sky.

Jiang Chen smiled.

He did not back down.

He faced the countless sharp blades of starlight, advancing instead of retreating.

He stepped on the nearest starlight blade.

"Click."

The sharp blade shattered.

Using the force of the recoil, his body rose several feet higher.

Another kick.

He crushed the other one.

He was like someone climbing a broken ladder of starlight, braving attacks that could tear him to pieces, and launching the most savage charge towards the high and mighty god.

Three hundred meters.

Two hundred meters.

One hundred meters!

He suddenly moved to within three feet of the island lord.

The gentleness in the island owner's eyes finally vanished.

Jiang Chen's right fist, carrying the chaotic true fire powerful enough to incinerate everything, struck straight at the island lord's face without any fancy moves.

In a moment of haste, the island lord erected a protective aura constructed from the power of space.

"Bang!"

The fist slammed into the protective aura.

The invisible barrier, which was said to be able to withstand all attacks, was blasted with a spiderweb-like crack the moment it came into contact with the Chaos True Fire.

A tremendous shock.

For the first time, the island lord's figure receded backward.

It's a full 100 meters.

The purple-gold crown that held his hair up was scattered by the force of the punch.

A strand of gray hair fell from his temple.

For the first time, his face showed a mixture of shock and anger.

In the distant ruins, the surviving disciples of Tianji Island stared in disbelief at the sight.

Is there anyone who can defeat the island lord?

How to defeat this god who has lived for thousands of years and has one foot in the door of ascension?

The island lord steadied himself, looked at the cracks in his own qi, and then at the man covered in blood, yet brimming with fighting spirit.

He was absolutely furious.

"very good."

"You have succeeded in angering me."

He clasped his hands together and chanted ancient and obscure syllables.

"Today, I will sacrifice this island to send you on your way!"

The celestial chart of creation shines brightly.

It no longer emits starlight, but instead exudes a terrifying suction force that devours everything.

On Tianji Island, the surviving disciples, no matter where they were, were all frozen in place.

"ah--!"

Heart-wrenching screams echoed from every corner of the island.

Their flesh and soul were forcibly ripped from their bodies by an irresistible force.

Transforming into streaks of blood-red light, they surged uncontrollably toward the rapidly spinning star disk in the sky.

Thousands of disciples were drained of their life force in just a few seconds.

Only shriveled skins remained, scattered among the ruins.

After absorbing this massive amount of blood and flesh essence, the astrolabe shuddered violently.

All the light was withdrawn.

A massive, blood-red sword, thousands of feet long and pitch black, seemingly capable of devouring all light, slowly condensed and took shape on the star chart.

Countless distorted, pained human faces were wrapped around the blade.

Those were the vengeful spirits of the thousands of disciples who had just been sacrificed.

The island lord raised his hand and grasped the hilt of the blood-red greatsword.

His aura reached its peak at this moment.

The tip of the sword, from afar, locked onto Jiang Chen's brow.