The SSSSSSSS-level Mad Dragon is released from prison!

Tianji Island is sinking.

It wasn't a slow subsidence, but a sudden, fractured collapse.

Beneath their feet, the massive spirit-gathering array eye, which had been sacrificed by the Lord of Tianji Island at the cost of all the island's inhabitants, had lost its final suppression.

"Boom!"

The entire floating fairy mountain emitted a mournful cry, unable to bear the weight any longer.

A series of terrifying, bottomless ravines spread across the mountainside.

A violent storm of spiritual energy erupted from the ground.

Every gust of wind carries a destructive power capable of instantly tearing apart a Nascent Soul Realm expert.

"Jiang Chen!"

In a corner of the altar, Luo Qingluan called out weakly, her eyes filled with anxiety.

"Run! This island's going to explode!"

"Once the core of the formation goes completely out of control, this energy, accumulated over thousands of years, will be enough to wipe half of the Pacific Ocean off the map!"

Jiang Chen didn't move.

He simply looked up and glanced at the sky.

The scarlet crack that the Lord of Tianji Island had torn open was slowly healing.

Time is running out for him.

He took a step forward and hovered above the collapsing temple.

"roar--!"

A dragon's roar, no longer an illusion, but a tangible sonic wave.

Jiang Chen's body swelled in the void as it faced the wind.

Dark golden dragon scales pierced the skin and covered the entire body.

His body stretched out, transforming into a five-clawed dragon a thousand feet long, coiling atop the immortal mountain that was about to be destroyed.

Those golden vertical pupils, comparable in size to the sun and moon, coldly gazed at the chaos at their feet.

He extended a dark golden dragon claw.

The dragon claw was indescribably large, easily tearing through the solid earth's mantle and ignoring the raging storm of spiritual energy.

It ventured straight into the depths of Tianji Island.

Deep within the Earth, an energy core, resembling a miniature sun and radiating blinding light, is expanding wildly.

That is the world-destroying array eye formed by Tianji Island stealing the century's worth of fortune from this star.

The dragon's claws closed.

They forcefully uprooted that "sun" that was about to explode from the ground.

Jiang Chen lifted the energy core into the sky.

His other dragon claw covered it up.

The claws came together.

That immense energy, enough to destroy half a planet, was firmly imprisoned in his palm.

Within his body, the formless true energy, formed by the fusion of nine primal forces, surged wildly into the array's core.

It's not suppression.

It is decomposition, it is transformation.

"Break it for me..."

Jiang Chen's voice, imbued with a grand divine power, resounded throughout heaven and earth.

"Click—"

The core of the array, comparable to the blazing sun, was covered in cracks under the crushing force of his claws.

next second.

It shattered with a crash.

There was no explosion.

Only countless soft, pale golden specks of light poured out from between his fingers.

That is not destruction.

They are new students.

A pale golden rain of spiritual energy swept across the globe, spreading outwards from Tianji Island in all directions.

Light rain falls upon the world.

In the arid desert, tender shoots break through the soil.

The withered ancient tree is sprouting new green leaves again.

In the city, those secular martial artists who had been stuck in a bottleneck period for decades felt a jolt throughout their bodies.

The shackles within the body shattered instantly.

The spiritual energy between heaven and earth is no longer being exploited by that greedy immortal mountain.

Martial arts have experienced a true revival.

As Jiang Chen gazed at the rain of light falling upon the world, a hint of relief flashed in his enormous dragon eyes.

With a flick of his dragon tail, his enormous body rapidly shrank, transforming back into human form.

He landed back on the altar that was about to be swallowed by the void and picked up his mother.

They then swept up the three masters from the ruins.

Take a step out before the spatial rift completely closes.

The figure disappeared into the collapsing world.

……

On a deserted island.

All nine women collapsed to the ground.

They had burned their very essence, and were now extremely weak.

Will he... come back?

Lan Qin looked at the calm sea, her voice trembling.

Xiao Ruoye gripped the broken sword, braced herself against the ground, and tried to stand up, but then sat back down weakly.

"Yes."

Her voice was soft, but firm.

The voice just fell.

A ripple appeared in the air in front of them.

Jiang Chen, carrying four figures, slowly walked out of the torn space.

He carefully placed his mother and three masters on the ground.

Then, I walked to the cabin door.

As if sensing something, Shen Suxin struggled to her feet and rushed into the cabin.

A moment later.

She helped a figure as she walked out.

It's Su Jinyu.

The deathly gray on her face had faded, and although she was still weak, her icy blue eyes had regained their light.

With the destruction of Tianji Island, the "Huayuan San," which was specifically designed to counter special constitutions, also lost its foundation.

It healed without medication.

The rain of spiritual energy that swept the globe revitalized her almost depleted Ice Phoenix essence.

"Jiang Chen".

Su Jinyu looked at the man standing in the sunlight and called out softly.

Jiang Chen nodded.

He walked up to the crowd and removed the chaotic barrier that protected the deserted island.

"Let's go home."

……

Several months later.

Haicheng, West District.

A traditional Chinese medicine clinic called "Huichuntang" is located on a bustling street corner.

The afternoon sun lazily streamed in.

Jiang Chen, dressed in casual clothes, leaned against a recliner by the door, holding a cup of goji berry tea in his hand.

"Jiang Chen!"

"I want that latest bag! You said you'd buy it for me!"

Tang Tang, dressed in a Lolita dress, clung to Jiang Chen's arm and shook it vigorously.

"Get out of the way, don't interrupt my reading of the newspaper."

Xiao Ruoye, dressed in plain clothes, sat on a stool next to him, carefully wiping the pistol in her hand with a soft cloth.

Although he was fired, he couldn't break his old habits.

Behind the counter, Su Jinyu, dressed in a well-fitting cheongsam, moved her slender fingers across the abacus, the crisp sound rhythmic.

"This month's rent, utilities, and the money you promised to buy Tangtang a bag, add up to a total of 37,800."

"Your allowance isn't enough."

In the courtyard, Junyao was squatting on the ground, teasing a few chirping sparrows.

Nalanjia and Yeyou sat in the shade under the eaves, one holding an obscure ancient book, the other with his eyes closed, lost in thought.

The backyard of the traditional Chinese medicine clinic.

A stone table, a chessboard.

Luo Qingluan and her master Qin Shengxue are playing chess.

Second Master Ye Weiyang and Third Master Feng Yiran argued fiercely, offering advice from the sidelines.

Jiang Chen took a sip of tea, stood up, and walked outside.

He looked up and glanced at the azure sky.

There was no hatred, no killing.

Only the hustle and bustle of the city and the laughter of the beautiful women around me.

This is the human world he gained through his two lifetimes.

"jingle--"

The copper bell on the door of the clinic rang out with a clear, crisp sound.

Jiang Chen turned his head, squinting in the warm sunlight.

At the doorway, a young mother holding a child peeked in, a shy smile on her face.

"Excuse me... is this Dr. Jiang's clinic?"