The SSSSSSSS-level Mad Dragon is released from prison!

The ground vibrations were getting faster and faster, as if hundreds of pile drivers were roaring underground at the same time.

The expensive imported marble floor tiles at Tianxianglou were cracking one after another.

Countless dark red beams of light erupted from the ground, instantly weaving together into a massive net of light that enveloped the entire banquet hall.

The temperature in the air suddenly rose, carrying a nauseating smell of blood.

"ah--!"

A wealthy businessman closest to the door clutched his neck and screamed in pain.

A beam of red light, like a sharp scalpel, sliced ​​through his carotid artery without any resistance. Before the blood could even spurt out, it was instantly absorbed by the red light, and in the blink of an eye, he became a dried-up corpse.

"This is the Han family's Bloodthirsty Returning Origin Formation!"

Someone in the crowd recognized it and was so frightened their voice cracked.

"Run! This formation is going to sacrifice us all!"

The guests, who had been impeccably dressed just moments before, instantly erupted into chaos, pushing, shoving, and trampling as they frantically squeezed towards the windows and the opening.

In the fountain pool, Han Qianshan's entire face was white from being soaked in blood, only his eyes shone frighteningly bright.

"Run? Cough cough... Nobody's getting away!"

He was spitting out blood and foam, his crippled hand gripping the array patterns at the bottom of the pool tightly, his face contorted like a demon.

"The formation bestowed by our ancestor, once activated, will turn even a peak-stage Transformation Realm expert into blood! Jiang Chen, you will be buried with the Han family!"

With his roar, the red beams of light suddenly contracted, like a giant meat grinder, and shredded towards the center of the hall.

On the high platform.

Several beams of red light swept across Xiao Ruoye's bright red wedding dress, instantly turning the sleeves and hem into ashes, revealing her skin, which was bruised and swollen from being whipped.

A beam of red light, as thick as a wrist, shot straight toward her throat.

Xiao Wanshan was not far from her.

The patriarch, who had just been talking about sacrificing himself for the family, didn't even glance at his niece.

He grabbed the terrified third son of the Han family who was standing next to him and shoved him hard into the red light.

"Pfft."

Han's third son didn't even have time to scream before he was sliced ​​in two by the red light.

Taking advantage of the opening, Xiao Wanshan scrambled behind a pillar like an old dog.

Seeing this scene, Xiao Ruoye's already numb heart died completely.

She closed her eyes, not wanting to see this ugly world.

"boom!"

The expected excruciating pain did not come.

A dull thud sounded in my ear, like two steel plates colliding violently.

A scorching heat wafted over, carrying a faint scent of tobacco.

Xiao Ruoye opened her eyes.

The man in the white shirt appeared in front of her at some point.

The crimson light, powerful enough to cut through gold and jade, struck him squarely on the back.

"bite--"

Golden light flowed across Jiang Chen's back, while the red light seemed to strike a diamond, scattering a string of dazzling sparks before shattering and dissipating.

His shirt was ripped open, revealing well-defined muscles underneath, without even a red mark.

"What are you standing there for? To wait to die?"

Jiang Chen turned around, his brows furrowed, his tone impatient.

Xiao Ruoye looked at him, and tears welled up in her eyes, which she couldn't wipe away no matter how hard she tried.

"Stop crying, it's so annoying."

Jiang Chen clicked his tongue, reached out and put his arm around her waist, pulling her into his embrace.

The surrounding red light grew increasingly dense, as if it were sentient, frantically striking Jiang Chen.

Jiang Chen didn't even look at her, protecting Xiao Ruoye with one hand while waving the other casually.

With each punch, a burst of golden flames exploded, sizzling as they burned the sinister red light.

He held someone in his arms and strolled leisurely through the dense killing formation, as if he were walking in his own backyard.

"Jiang Chen! How can you be alright?!"

Han Qianshan's eyes nearly popped out of their sockets in the fountain.

This is a deadly formation capable of annihilating a grandmaster!

Why can't even this kid's oily skin be scratched?

Jiang Chen paused, his gaze passing through the red light and landing on the massive white marble main beam in the center of the hall.

"Is this the core of the formation?"

Jiang Chen's lips twitched, revealing a row of gleaming white teeth.

"The workmanship is too rough, it's an eyesore."

The words fell.

The floor tiles beneath his feet suddenly shattered.

He was like a golden cannonball, hurtling straight into the main beam with a whooshing sound.

There's nothing fancy about it.

It is pure power.

Pure, extreme brute force.

"Open it!"

Jiang Chen let out a low shout, and his right fist, wrapped in a dazzling golden light, slammed heavily onto the white marble pillar.

"Crack—Boom!"

The main beam, as thick as two people could hug, snapped instantly under his fist, like a brittle sugarcane.

Followed by.

The entire Tianxiang Tower began to shake violently.

The originally dense red light network, like a neon light that had lost power, flickered twice before suddenly shattering into countless points of light.

"No--!"

Han Qianshan let out a desperate scream.

The formation was violently destroyed, and all the backlash rushed back into his body in an instant.

"Bang!"

It felt like someone had stuffed a hand grenade inside my body.

This arrogant grandmaster's body instantly swelled into a ball, then exploded into a cloud of blood mist, leaving not even a single bone fragment behind.

The ceiling began to collapse, and huge stones fell down.

"Walk."

Jiang Chen pulled Xiao Ruoye closer to his chest, then, using his toes to brace himself against the broken main beam, he leaped out of the collapsed gap like a large bird.

It was raining heavily outside.

The cold rain washed away the mess on the ground.

Jiang Chen landed steadily on the square outside Tianxiang Tower and put the person in his arms down.

Shen Suxin stood quietly in the rain, holding a black umbrella she had picked up from somewhere. When she saw the two of them come out, she silently moved the umbrella over Xiao Ruoye's head.

From the ruins, the survivors crawled out, covered in dust and dirt.

Xiao Wanshan was lucky; he only lost a leg and was lying in the mud, groaning in pain.

Seeing Jiang Chen and Xiao Ruoye standing unharmed, his eyes lit up. Ignoring his leg pain, he crawled over on his hands and feet.

"Wakaba! Wakaba, I'm so glad you're alright!"

Xiao Wanshan's face was filled with relief at surviving the ordeal, but his cloudy eyes gleamed with calculation.

"Mr. Jiang! Thank you so much for saving my life, Mr. Jiang! I am Ruoye's uncle, we are family, family!"

The Han family is finished; Han Qianshan is dead.

Jiang Chen now is a fearsome figure in the capital.

If they could establish this connection, the Xiao family would not only be resurrected, but would practically rise to the top!

Jiang Chen looked down at Xiao Wanshan, who was clinging to his trouser leg, his eyes as calm as a stagnant pool.

He pulled a token out of his pocket.

That was the jade token that Xiao Ruoye had dropped in the chaos, representing her status as a direct descendant of the Xiao family.

"A family?"

Jiang Chen played with the token, speaking softly.

"When you pushed her out to take the knife for you, did you ever think about the fact that you were family?"

Xiao Wanshan's smile froze, and cold sweat mingled with the rain as it streamed down his forehead.

"Misunderstanding...it's a misunderstanding! I wanted to save her..."

"Click."

A sharp crack interrupted his explanation.

Jiang Chen squeezed hard with two fingers.

The jade token, representing the supreme power of the Xiao family, turned into a fine powder at his fingertips.

He spread his hands.

The white powder mixed with the rainwater, turning into a grayish-white mud that trickled through his fingers and dripped onto Xiao Wanshan's face.

"Look carefully."

Jiang Chen's voice wasn't loud, but it pierced through the rain and clearly reached the ears of everyone present.

"Starting from this second."

"Xiao Ruoye, and your Xiao family, and this so-called wealthy family in the capital."

"It has absolutely nothing to do with us anymore."

Xiao Wanshan slumped to the ground, his face ashen.

It’s over.

It's completely over.

Xiao Ruoye looked at the pool of jade powder on the ground, her shoulders trembling violently.

Those family shackles that had weighed on her for over twenty years, those rules and responsibilities that made it hard for her to breathe.

Right at this moment.

This man crushed it in the most tyrannical and unreasonable way.

"Jiang Chen..."

She opened her mouth, her voice hoarse.

Jiang Chen didn't look at her, but turned around, took the umbrella from Shen Suxin, and put it into Xiao Ruoye's hand.

"Take it."

He shook his wet shirt and turned to walk into the depths of the rain.

"If anyone dares to use their status to intimidate you again, let them come find me."

My name is Jiang Chen.

"Jiang Chen, the one who committed murder."

Xiao Ruoye gripped the umbrella handle so tightly her knuckles turned white. Watching that figure disappear into the rainy night, she finally couldn't hold back anymore and squatted down on the ground, bursting into tears.

At the end of the street.

A black sedan sat quietly in the shadows.

The windshield wipers swung back and forth.

The car window rolled down a crack, revealing a pair of cold, sinister eyes.

Those were the Jun family's secret guards.

"Target confirmed, strength assessment...extremely dangerous."

The bodyguard whispered his report into his earpiece, his eyes fixed on the direction Jiang Chen had left.

"Activate Plan B."

"Inform the young master that the fish has been caught in the net."