The SSSSSSSS-level Mad Dragon is released from prison!

"Ding, ding, ding!"

Three crisp sounds.

There was no blood splattering as expected.

The three bone-piercing nails, powerful enough to penetrate the skull, stopped less than an inch from Shen Suxin's brow.

To be precise, it was held between two fingers and then gently squeezed.

The steel nail turned into iron powder, which fell through the gaps between the fingers.

Jiang Chen stood in front of Shen Suxin, his other hand still in his pocket, the half-smoked cigarette still burning.

"Who?"

Xiao Ruoye reacted a beat too late, and it was only then that she raised the unloaded gun, the muzzle trembling violently.

The shadows in the woods swayed.

A dozen or so people dressed in black bodysuits came out, their footsteps as light as cats.

The leader was a gaunt middle-aged man who held a pair of iron claws that gleamed with blue light. His eyes were sunken, as if his body had been hollowed out.

He didn't look at Jiang Chen, nor at Xiao Ruoye who was holding a gun.

Those cloudy, yellowish eyes were glued to Shen Suxin, and he licked his dry, cracked lips.

"Excellent... truly excellent."

Han Jue chuckled, the sound like two pieces of sandpaper rubbing together.

"The Hundred Herbs Poison Body, this natural 'human elixir,' is hiding in this poor, remote place treating a bunch of lowly people? What a waste!"

Shen Suxin's face turned pale, and she subconsciously shrank back behind Jiang Chen.

She could smell the stench of decay emanating from this person, a smell that came from years of dealing with corpses.

"Are you from the Han family?"

Jiang Chen exhaled a smoke ring, the smoke drifting towards the opposite side.

"You have a good eye."

Han Jue toyed with the Bone-Piercing Claw in his hand, and finally glanced at Jiang Chen with a condescending look.

"So you think you're skilled at martial arts, since you can catch my nail? Since you know it's the Han family's doing, then get lost."

He pointed at Shen Suxin.

"My master is in dire need of a furnace to break through to the Golden Core realm. If we take this woman back and refine her for forty-nine days, she will become an unparalleled elixir."

"Refining humans into pills? You beasts!"

Xiao Ruoye was so angry that she trembled all over, her knuckles turning white from clenching her fists.

As a police officer, she had heard many dark rumors about the martial arts world, but hearing firsthand that someone wanted to use living people as medicinal ingredients still made her feel nauseous.

"brute?"

Han Jue let out a strange laugh.

"In this world, the strong prey on the weak. It is this woman's good fortune to help my master reach the top."

He waved his hand as he spoke.

"Kill the man, take the woman with you, but don't damage the skin; it's a container for the drug gas."

A dozen or so assassins behind him drew their swords at the same time.

Before the blade even flashed, Jiang Chen moved.

He didn't use his true energy.

The qi deviation he just experienced had severely damaged his meridians, and now using his true qi would be suicidal.

But his body was forged from the blood and bones of a true dragon.

Jiang Chen lightly tapped his toes on the ground.

A piece of gravel the size of a fist jumped up.

"Bang!"

His right leg lashed out at the gravel like a whip.

The stone exploded in mid-air, turning into a dozen or so tiny pebbles the size of fingernails, which shot out with a shrill whistling sound as they tore through the air.

"Pfft pfft pfft!"

A series of dull thuds as flesh was struck.

The three assassins at the forefront also had a burst of blood erupt from their chests, and they flew backward like kites with broken strings, dying before they could even scream.

Han Jue's strange smile froze.

"A master of external martial arts?"

His eyelids twitched wildly.

Without using internal energy, just relying on physical strength to kick a stone with the effect of a bullet—that must be an incredibly terrifying burst of power.

"This idea is tricky, let's all work together!"

Han Jue let out a fierce shout and scurried along the ground like a giant gecko, his bone-piercing claw aimed straight for Jiang Chen's groin, the move extremely vicious.

The remaining assassins also dispersed, showering Jiang Chen with poison powder and hidden weapons as if they were free.

"court death."

Jiang Chen flicked the cigarette butt at Han Jue's eyes, then advanced instead of retreating.

He threw a punch.

There were no fancy moves, just a straight punch.

The air was hit, creating a sonic boom.

Han Jue felt a wave of heat hit him, as if he had been thrown into a steel furnace.

The moment his bone-piercing claw touched Jiang Chen's fist, it made a crisp "crack" sound, and the steel claw blade broke off.

"What kind of brute force is this!"

Han Jue was so frightened that his soul almost left his body, and he used the momentum to roll backward.

But he was still too slow.

Jiang Chen changed his fist into a palm, and a faint golden light appeared on the edge of his palm.

Pure Yang True Qi!

Although it's only a trace, it's a perfect counter to this sinister method of cultivating corpse poison.

"Sizzle!"

The poisonous aura that Han Jue used to protect himself was like snow meeting a branding iron when it encountered this layer of golden light, producing a puff of black smoke.

"ah--!"

He screamed as the sleeve of his right arm ripped open, and his skin turned charred black, as if it had been burned.

Jiang Chen had no intention of stopping.

He took a step forward, ready to snap the old dog's neck.

Just then.

Shen Suxin behind him suddenly let out a painful groan.

"Well……"

Jiang Chen suddenly turned around.

Shen Suxin was seen kneeling on the ground, her hands gripping her neck tightly.

Beneath her originally fair skin, something was now moving wildly.

That's not a blood vessel.

It was a series of dark purple streams of air.

Her clear eyes were rapidly becoming bloodshot, her pupils dilating and turning an eerie deep purple.

"not good!"

Jiang Chen's expression changed.

This is the self-defense mechanism of the "Hundred Herbs Poison Body".

Shen Suxin was terrified; the fear of impending death triggered her very core.

In addition, she had just absorbed a large amount of toxic gas in an effort to save the entire village.

Now, the balance has been broken.

Her life force was being devoured by the poison gas, and she was transforming from a "medicine bottle" into a poison gas bomb that could explode at any moment.

"Hahaha!"

Seeing this, Han Jue, who was lying on the ground, laughed wildly despite the excruciating pain.

"The poisonous body has gone berserk! A hundred poisons are devouring the heart! The area within a ten-mile radius will become a death trap!"

"Jiang Chen! So what if you can kill me? If this woman explodes, you'll all be buried with her!"

His eyes were filled with madness as he struggled to get up and run away.

If this woman explodes, the poison will spread, and even a grandmaster would be reduced to pus.

"Shut up."

Jiang Chen slapped Han Jue across the face with his backhand.

This slap wasn't delivered with any real energy; it was purely based on brute force.

Han Jue lost half a tooth mixed with blood, and his head hit the ground with a thud, knocking him unconscious.

Jiang Chen ignored him and rushed to Shen Suxin's side.

"Shen Suxin! Look at me!"

He roared and reached out to grab Shen Suxin's wrist.

The moment it was touched.

"Sizzle—"

A wisp of blue smoke rose from Jiang Chen's fingertips.

Such potent poison!

It can even corrode his true dragon body. If it were an ordinary person, they would lose half their arm if they were touched by it.

Shen Suxin could no longer hear anything at this point.

She felt as if she had fallen into an abyss filled with venomous snakes, countless mouths tearing at her soul.

kill.

destroy.

Poison all living things.

This idea grew wildly in her mind.

"Jiang...run..."

She squeezed out two words through clenched teeth, her body trembling violently, and black, poisonous sweat beginning to seep from her skin.

The surrounding weeds withered and turned black instantly when a drop of sweat touched them.

Xiao Ruoye tried to come up and help, but Jiang Chen kicked her away.

"Don't come any closer! You'll die if you touch this poison!"

Jiang Chen bit his tongue, spitting a mouthful of blood onto his palm.

Pure Yang Blood!

His hands moved with lightning speed, his fingertips holding several silver needles that he seemed to have produced from nowhere.

"Thirteen Needles of Gods and Demons, Soul Lock!"

The first needle was inserted into the Yintang acupoint between Shen Suxin's eyebrows.

The silver needle pierced the body with a soft "hiss" sound, and the tip of the needle trembled violently.

Shen Suxin's body suddenly stiffened.

The black aura that was swirling around her face was forced back a bit.

"Soul Stabilizer!"

The second needle was inserted into the Tanzhong acupoint.

"Seal the meridians!"

The third needle was inserted into the Qihai acupoint.

Jiang Chen's hand speed was so fast that only afterimages could be seen.

Each needle prick required immense mental and physical effort from him.

Large beads of sweat appeared on his forehead, and his face looked even worse than when he was fighting desperately with the assassins.

This acupuncture technique, originally intended to save lives, has now become a tug-of-war between him and the King of Hell to save someone.

The last injection.

Jiang Chen took a deep breath and poured all the remaining pure Yang energy in his body into his fingertips.

"Give me the town!"

The needle was inserted into the vertebral column at the back of Shen Suxin's neck.

"boom!"

Shen Suxin's body trembled violently, and she spat out a mouthful of dark, shiny blood.

The blood that fell to the ground eroded a deep pit into the hard rock.

The purple in her eyes slowly faded, and her body went limp as she fell into Jiang Chen's arms.

The terrifying black energy receded like a tide into the depths of her dantian, where it was firmly locked away.

Jiang Chen let out a long breath and plopped down on the ground, feeling completely drained.

He looked at the unconscious woman in his arms, then at the deep pit beside him.

"This is hardly a medicine furnace."

He wiped the sweat from his forehead and gave a wry smile.

"This is clearly an atomic bomb."

Xiao Ruoye then dared to come closer, looking at the mess on the ground and the still-smoking pit, and swallowed hard.

"Is she... alright?"

"He won't die for now."

Jiang Chen handed Shen Suxin over to Xiao Ruoye to help her up.

He stood up, walked to Han Jue who was still unconscious, and stepped on the man's intact left hand.

"Click."

The sound of bones breaking.

Han Jue writhed in pain like a shrimp, letting out a blood-curdling scream, and woke up.

Jiang Chen looked down at him, his eyes devoid of any warmth.

"Go back and tell that damned Lord Han."

"Wash your neck and wait."

"I'll protect this cauldron."