The SSSSSSSS-level Mad Dragon is released from prison!

"Brother, is he going to eat me too?"

Before Junyao could finish her innocent words, her whole body suddenly arched, like a cat whose tail had been stepped on.

"Crunch...squeak..."

A series of sharp, teeth-grinding sounds of bones dislocating emanated from her frail body.

Those black lines that were originally just running under her skin now burst forth from her body.

They were black Gu worms, as thin as hair, yet with a metallic sheen.

They wriggled wildly on her body, then regrouped, forming eerie, ever-changing purple totems.

"Ugh—"

A guttural roar escaped Junyao's throat.

In her dark purple pupils, the last trace of human innocence had completely faded, leaving only the most primal greed and hunger for flesh and blood.

"Brother Jiang!"

Shen Suxin's voice trembled with a sob, "It's the Gu King! It's attacking Jun Yao's heart meridian! It wants to possess her!"

"It sensed that its host was too weak and wanted to find a stronger one!"

The veins on the back of Xiao Ruoye's hand, which was gripping the medicine hoe, bulged. She could feel that the air in the entire underground palace was becoming thick and viscous, filled with danger.

"If we don't stop it soon," Shen Suxin cried, tears welling in her eyes, "Jun Yao will be drained first, and then this Gu King will turn the entire Jun family into its lair!"

Just then, something unexpected happened.

Junyao suddenly struggled, and a strength that did not belong to her burst forth from her thin body, allowing her to break free from Shen Suxin's embrace.

Her target is none other than herself.

It was Jiang Chen, standing in the center of the underground palace, his body still stained with the blood of the Jun family's offerings.

The rich, pure life force emanating from him was an irresistible feast for a Gu King that had been starving for over a decade.

"hiss--"

Jun Yao's figure was as fast as a ghost, her five fingers forming claws, and with a sharp whistling sound, she aimed straight for Jiang Chen's chest.

Her fingernails, illuminated by the phosphorescent light, took on an eerie dark purple hue and had grown more than an inch long.

"clang!"

The fingernails scratched across Jiang Chen's chest, producing a metallic clang and even sending sparks flying.

Jiang Chen's body, which had been tempered and refined by the "Formless Technique," now only had five faint white marks.

When her first attack failed, the savage look in Junyao's eyes intensified.

She opened her mouth and bit down on Jiang Chen's neck.

"It's so noisy."

Jiang Chen frowned, and finally moved.

He didn't even look at the sharp teeth biting at his neck; he simply reached out his left hand and pressed it against the back of Junyao's head.

Apply slight pressure with your five fingers.

Junyao's frantic forward momentum came to an abrupt halt, and he pressed her down, rendering her unable to move.

She struggled and screamed wildly in his hands, with a force powerful enough to tear a tiger apart.

But under Jiang Chen's control, they were like fledglings locked in iron clamps, their efforts futile.

Jiang Chen's gaze fell on the girl's purple pupils, which were now only filled with animalistic instincts.

A resolute glint flashed in his eyes.

There is no time.

Conventional suppression with true qi is ineffective against this natal Gu King, which has already merged with Jun Yao.

The only way to save her is through the most ruthless method.

He would give his own life to save hers.

Jiang Chen raised his right index finger and, under the gaze of those purple pupils, put it into his mouth.

Press the tip of your tongue against the tip of your finger.

He bit down hard.

"Hmm."

Jiang Chen grunted, his brow twitching.

A piercing pain.

He forced out a drop of blood.

That drop of blood wasn't red.

It was a rich, dark gold color, as if melted gold.

A drop of true dragon blood.

The power contained in this drop of blood is too explosive.

Let alone Jun Yao who is on the verge of death, even a healthy Grandmaster would only have one outcome if swallowed directly.

They were burned alive to ashes.

Jiang Chen looked at the girl's face, contorted with pain and madness, and slowly lowered his head.

Inside the underground palace, Xiao Ruoye and Shen Suxin were both stunned.

Their minds were blank.

Jiang Chen bent down amidst their utterly shocked gazes.

He kissed Junyao's cold lips, which were still screaming.

"boom!"

An indescribable heat forced its way from Jiang Chen's lips into Jun Yao's mouth.

That's not just blood.

It was a life source formed by using the essence of a true dragon as a guide, mixed with the purest pure yang true energy of the third level of his "Formless Technique".

Golden light and purple aura erupted at the point where the two met.

Junyao's body trembled violently.

Her terrified eyes widened in horror. She felt as if she had been thrown into the core of the sun, every inch of her flesh and blood, every cell, being burned and purified by that domineering power.

The Gu King emitted a piercing scream from inside her body.

It sensed the presence of its natural enemy.

That was absolute suppression from the very top of the bloodline.

It wanted to escape, to burrow back underground, to get away from this golden sun.

But it couldn't escape.

That golden, warm current had already surged into Jun Yao's limbs and bones, rampaging through her meridians and repairing the wounds it had gnawed at her.

Junyao's instincts also awakened at this moment.

After experiencing the initial pain and fear, her body, which had been parched for more than a decade, desperately craved this life force.

She stopped struggling.

It even began to actively, clumsily, and frantically suck the endless source of life from Jiang Chen's mouth.

Like a drowning person grasping at the last straw.

For the first time, her cold body felt warmth.

The light inside the underground palace grew brighter and brighter.

In Xiao Ruoye and Shen Suxin's eyes, Jiang Chen and Jun Yao seemed to have become two radiant beings.

Golden dragon patterns spread from their joined lips, gradually covering the eerie purple totems on Jun Yao's body.

The once arrogant Gu King was utterly defeated by the pure dragon's might.

Its sharp, thorn-like armor, capable of piercing metal and stone, was gradually worn down.

Its tyrannical will was shattered by the dragon's roar that resounded deep within its soul.

Finally, it let out a mournful cry of resentment.

It curled up into a ball, obediently retreating into the depths of Junyao's dantian, and fell into a deep sleep.

The light dissipated.

Junyao's body went limp, and she collapsed completely into Jiang Chen's arms.

The black worms on her body had long since disappeared, and her skin had returned to its pale and delicate state.

Those dark purple pupils regained a sliver of clarity, though they still held a hint of bewilderment and dependence.

Like a frightened kitten that has finally found a warm nest, she curled up in Jiang Chen's arms and murmured softly.

"Big brother..."

"On your body..."

"It's so warm..."

Jiang Chen released her, his face somewhat pale.

Forcing out the true dragon's essence blood consumed a great deal of his energy.

Just as he was about to take a breath, a series of rapid footsteps suddenly came from the entrance of the underground palace.

The sound was uniform and had a metallic quality, like a vast army.

"Thump! Thump! Thump!"

The heavy military boots pounded on the bluestone slabs, each step sending shivers down one's spine.

"Listen up, everyone!"

A powerful shout, full of energy, came from outside, carrying an undeniable authority.

"By order of the Nine Gates Admiral! Seal off Chun Ya Xuan!"

"No one is allowed to enter or leave! Anyone who disobeys will be killed without exception!"

Immediately following was a series of rapid "click" sounds as the bolt was pulled.

Dozens of blinding flashlight beams shone down from the wellhead, illuminating the entire underground palace as bright as day.

Xiao Ruoye's expression changed.

She recognized the voice.

The Commander of the Nine Gates of the Imperial Capital, the Chief of the Garrison, and one of the top five most powerful figures in the Dragon Kingdom's military.

Han Qianshan's death eventually alarmed the military.

Now they were trapped.