The SSSSSSSS-level Mad Dragon is released from prison!

The black bulletproof SUV, like a steel behemoth, roared and tore through the silence of Qincheng West Garden.

This should have been the most luxurious villa area in Qincheng.

But now it has become a dead zone.

Jiang Chen pushed open the door and got out of the car.

Those precious ornamental trees have been transformed into crystal-clear ice sculptures, maintaining their posture as if blown by the wind, eerie and stiff.

"Master Jiang, something's not right about this place."

Lei Hu got out of the car behind him and couldn't help but shiver; his teeth were chattering.

He was also a trained martial artist, possessing exceptional physical strength, so he was unharmed even when shirtless in the dead of winter.

But at this moment, he felt as if his blood was freezing.

Jiang Chen didn't look up at what was in front of him.

The Su family's villa, which covers several thousand square meters, is now completely encased in a massive ice shell.

A dozen or so people were lying haphazardly in the open space in front of the villa.

Those were expert doctors urgently transferred from various hospitals in Qincheng.

They were hugging their legs and howling in the snow.

Even the ambulances parked at the entrance had their tires cracked from the cold, and their engines completely stalled.

"Stop yelling! If you yell again, we'll gag you!"

An exasperated voice came from a stretch Lincoln not far away.

The car window rolled down a crack, revealing Su Changhe's pale and angry face.

The car's air conditioning was on full blast, and he was still wrapped in a thick down jacket, holding a cup of hot tea, yet he was still shivering uncontrollably.

Seeing Jiang Chen appear, Su Changhe felt like he had found an outlet for his frustration.

He shoved open the car door and yelled at Jiang Chen.

"You jinx! You dare come back!"

"I told you we couldn't let you in! Ever since that ghost marriage of yours, our Su family hasn't had a single day of peace!"

"Now look what's happened! Jin Yu has turned into a monster! The entire West Garden is ruined!"

"This is all your fault! You're a jinx!"

Jiang Chen didn't even glance at him.

He walked straight toward the villa gate that was sealed off by thick layers of ice.

"Jiang Chen!"

Su Changhe was so angry at being ignored that he jumped up and down.

"Stop right there! Are you going to go in and kill Jinyu?"

"I've already hired Master Zhao from the provincial capital! This is none of your business! Get out of here!"

Jiang Chen did not stop walking.

Just then.

A heart-wrenching cry came from the side.

"Xiao Chen!"

Li Qiuyue, with her hair disheveled and wearing only a thin set of loungewear, stumbled and rushed over.

She wasn't wearing shoes.

Barefoot, I stepped on the icy ground, leaving a bloody footprint with every step.

"Thump."

Li Qiuyue fell directly to Jiang Chen's feet, tightly grabbing his trouser leg with both hands.

Her forehead slammed heavily against the ice, and blood instantly stained the white ice.

"Save Jinyu...please save Jinyu!"

"She's dying... there's no sound from inside..."

"The doctors can't get in... Only you can save her! Mom, please!"

Li Qiuyue cried her heart out; her tears froze on her face as soon as they came out.

Jiang Chen bent down and helped Li Qiuyue up with one hand.

A warm current of true energy flowed through his palm, dispelling the chill from Li Qiuyue's body.

"Leave this to me."

Jiang Chen handed Li Qiuyue over to Lei Hu behind him.

"I have high hopes for her."

Lei Hu quickly took off his coat and wrapped it around Li Qiuyue, then pulled her aside.

Jiang Chen continued walking forward.

He had only taken two steps when an elderly man in a gray training uniform blocked his way.

The old man had white hair and beard, his hands behind his back, and his chin held high.

This was none other than Master Zhao from the provincial capital, whom Su Changhe had mentioned.

Master Zhao sized Jiang Chen up and down, then snorted coldly.

"Young man, you don't know your own limitations."

"This is not ordinary freezing; it is a celestial phenomenon caused by the entry of extreme cold and malevolent energy into the body."

"I have cultivated the Blazing Sun Palm for forty years and possess an extremely strong Yang internal energy, yet I still cannot get within three zhang of this gate."

"With no trace of true energy emanating from you, are you going in to die?"

Jiang Chen stopped in his tracks.

He took out a cigarette case from his pocket and pulled out a cigarette.

Excuse me.

Master Zhao was momentarily speechless, then flew into a rage.

"I'm saving your life!"

"This ice is as hard as diamond, and its chill is extremely corrosive. Even a tiny bit of it will freeze your internal organs instantly!"

"Going in now would only create another ice sculpture; it would be pointless!"

Su Changhe shouted from behind.

"Master Zhao, ignore him!"

"Let him die! It's good that this good-for-nothing is dead! It'll save him from causing further trouble for the Su family!"

Jiang Chen put a cigarette in his mouth.

He looked at the enormous iceberg in front of him.

"Three days and three nights?"

Jiang Chen shook his head.

"It's been too long."

"You can't do it because you're too weak."

Master Zhao was so angry that his beard trembled and his hand, which was pointing at Jiang Chen, shook.

"Arrogant! Utterly arrogant!"

"Very well! I'd like to see what abilities you have to break through this millennia-old ice!"

"If you can get in, I'll dig out these eyes of mine and let you stomp on them!"

Jiang Chen ignored his shouting.

He walked up to the frozen door.

The ice, half a meter thick, exuded a chilling aura that seemed to freeze one's very soul.

Jiang Chen raised his right hand.

A faint, crimson flame flickered on his fingertip.

The surrounding temperature suddenly rose.

Master Zhao, who was still cursing, suddenly looked at the red light on Jiang Chen's fingertip in horror.

That's... real fire?

Jiang Chen's finger gently touched the thick layer of ice.

"open."

"Click."

A crisp cracking sound.

Followed by.

The tiny crack spread wildly in all directions from Jiang Chen's fingertip.

"Click-clack-clack-clack—"

The sounds of countless cracking and breaking blended together.

The massive ice shell covering the villa began to tremble violently.

Master Zhao's eyes widened, and his mouth opened so wide it could fit a fist.

Su Changhe dropped the teacup in his hand and was unaware that the scalding tea had spilled all over him.

A loud bang.

The indestructible, millennia-old ice, which even a grandmaster would have to grind for three days, collapsed with a deafening roar at this moment.

Countless pieces of ice shattered, like a blizzard.

Amidst the flying ice shards.

The villa's main gate was now visible.

In good condition.

Jiang Chen withdrew his finger.

The red light at the fingertips dissipated.

He stepped through the icy shards on the ground, pushed open the door, and went inside.

Master Zhao was left standing there, his body like a withered blade of grass ruffled in the wind.

"This...how is this possible..."

"A finger... a shattered iceberg?"

"Is this something a human can do?"

Inside the villa.

The cold air was even stronger than outside.

The furniture was covered in frost, and even the chandelier was covered in icicles.

Jiang Chen had just stepped into the living room.

From deep within the villa, a mournful phoenix cry suddenly rang out.

It carries an air of arrogance, despair, and a resolute determination to freeze everything.

Followed by.

A cold current, ten times more violent than before, swept in from the direction of the master bedroom on the second floor.

Wherever it passed, even the air was frozen into white crystals.

Jiang Chen frowned slightly.

The remnant soul of the true dragon within him let out a low roar.

confrontation.

pressing.

"This time, the commotion is quite significant."