The SSSSSSSS-level Mad Dragon is released from prison!

Xiao Ruoye's gaze passed over the broken car window, below which were churning clouds and mist, the bottom of which was completely invisible.

Four enormous chains, emerging from the cliff face like mythical creations, suspended their train thousands of feet in the air.

"Where...where is this?"

Her voice was dry, trembling without her even realizing it.

Jiang Chen did not answer. His gaze passed through the carriage and landed on the surviving blue-faced ghost guards.

The ghost guards stopped moving.

They stopped attacking.

A dozen or so people stood in an eerie posture, their low, suppressed laughter emanating from beneath masks with blue faces and fangs.

"Hehehe..."

The laughter echoed through the empty canyon, sending chills down one's spine.

The next moment, all the laughter stopped abruptly.

"Click..."

A crisp cracking sound rang out.

It didn't come from anywhere else, but from the bodies of those ghost guards.

A blinding red light began to emanate from the eye sockets, nostrils, and mouths of each of them.

The skin on the surface of the body was like dry, cracked earth, with cracks appearing out of nowhere, and red light bursting out from the cracks.

The internal energy within their bodies is being reversed and compressed in a destructive way!

"not good!"

Xiao Ruoye finally realized what was happening, and she cried out, "They're suicide squads! They're willing to use their own lives as explosives!"

This is not an assassination.

This is a deadly trap built with the lives of dozens of martial arts masters!

"Big brother! Let's go!"

Black Dragon's booming voice resounded.

His massive body moved, like an out-of-control heavy truck, rushing recklessly towards the connection between the carriages.

He wanted to forcibly tear the carriage apart before the explosion, to create a path for Jiang Chen to survive!

Just as the black dragon's hand was about to grasp the connection point.

Of the four massive chains suspending the train, the one closest to him suddenly lit up with countless blood-red runes.

An energy more violent and unstable than that of the assassins exploded at the base of the chains, where they were embedded in the mountain!

"boom--!"

Second blast!

The real killer move is hidden here!

A terrifying shockwave formed a visible white blast that slammed into the black dragon's back.

For the first time, his body, which was as strong as cast iron, seemed so fragile.

"puff--"

The black dragon spewed out a large cloud of blood mist, and was thrown away by the force of the blow.

He tumbled through the air like a falling leaf, plummeting towards the bottomless sea of ​​clouds below.

"Brother Black Dragon!"

Xiao Ruoye let out a piercing scream.

However, her voice was completely swallowed up by another, even greater destruction.

Inside the carriage, the bodies of the dozen or so ghost guards swelled to their maximum size at the same time.

"To be loyal to my sovereign and family!"

A unified, frenzied shout, inhuman in its intensity.

Then came the light.

A blazing white light, powerful enough to devour everything.

Xiao Ruoye's mind went blank; the shadow of death completely enveloped her.

At this critical moment.

A hand firmly wrapped around her waist.

The world spun around.

She was forcefully pulled forward by a tremendous force, and her whole body crashed into a solid chest.

The strong smell of tobacco mixed with the man's scent enveloped her.

Jiang Chen held her tightly in his arms, turning his back to the destructive white light.

No sound.

At least that's how it sounded to Xiao Ruoye.

Her world consisted only of violent tremors and the terrifying heat emanating from behind, a heat that seemed capable of melting steel.

She could clearly hear a muffled thud as if flesh had been forcibly torn apart.

It came from Jiang Chen's back.

It felt like an eternity had passed.

Only when the light faded did Xiao Ruoye dare to open her eyes.

The luxurious carriage beneath their feet was gone.

All that remained was a twisted and deformed metal base plate.

The chains around them had all snapped in the series of explosions.

They are falling!

It plummeted straight down into the abyss!

The wind howled past my ears, like countless knives scraping my face.

"pay close attention."

Jiang Chen's voice rang out from above, a little hoarse, but still steady.

Xiao Ruoye instinctively hugged him tightly.

She saw Jiang Chen forcefully twist his body in mid-air, landing precisely on a piece of train wreckage that was tumbling and falling.

"Bang!"

He stomped on the steel plate, which weighed several hundred kilograms, and crushed it to pieces.

Using this reaction force, their descent was forcibly stopped, and like a cannonball, they shot sideways towards the steep cliff!

Jiang Chen held Xiao Ruoye in one arm, while his other hand made a few lightning-fast grabs on the vertical rock face.

His fingers were like iron hooks, capable of carving deep marks into the hard rock with each stroke.

In the blink of an eye, he had steadied Xiao Ruoye on the near-vertical cliff and landed on a wide platform shaded by ancient trees.

The moment both feet touch the ground.

Jiang Chen swayed slightly.

He released Xiao Ruoye, staggered forward two steps, and knelt on one knee.

"puff!"

A mouthful of black blood, mixed with fragments of internal organs, spurted from his mouth, corroding a small, smoking pit in the ground.

Xiao Ruoye steadied herself and turned to look at him.

With just one glance, her pupils shrank to their limit.

The clothes on Jiang Chen's back had completely disappeared.

That once smooth back was now charred black and a bloody mess.

Several deep, bone-revealing gashes stretched from his shoulders down to his lower back, with blood gushing down his spine.

This kind of injury would have killed any martial arts master hundreds of times over.

"Jiang Chen..."

Xiao Ruoye's voice trembled as she tried to go forward to help him.

"Don't come any closer!"

Jiang Chen let out a low growl, his voice hoarse as if two pieces of metal were rubbing against each other.

He slowly raised his head.

Those eyes were no longer black.

It is a pure, emotionless crimson.

Strange black runes emerged from beneath the skin of his neck, slowly spreading upwards like living things, crawling toward his face.

Immortal-Slaying Curse!

The Poison of Destiny!

At his weakest moment, these two terrifying curses, which had plagued him for five years and were enough to kill him, erupted simultaneously!

An aura of violence, bloodlust, and madness emanated uncontrollably from Jiang Chen.

He was panting heavily, a beast-like growl emanating from his throat, as if he were using his last bit of willpower to fight against the destructive instincts within him.

Xiao Ruoye was struck by this aura and froze on the spot, not daring to move an inch.

She had no doubt that if she approached him now, this irrational man would tear her to pieces on the spot.

What should I do?

They were trapped in this deep mountain forest, the fate of Black Dragon was unknown, and Jiang Chen was now in this half-dead, ghostly state.

Just as despair welled up in Xiao Ruoye's heart.

A gentle breeze blew by.

A faint, delicate medicinal fragrance wafted on the wind.

The fragrance entered her nostrils, clearing her confused mind somewhat.

She looked in the direction of the wind.

Deep within the platform where they were, in that dense forest shrouded in thick fog, there seemed to be something.