The SSSSSSSS-level Mad Dragon is released from prison!

Xiao Ruoye's hands were burning hot, and her palms were covered in blisters and wounds.

Shen Suxin's hands were cold, carrying a faint herbal fragrance, yet they were trembling slightly.

The moment their hands, one on the left and one on the right, touched Jiang Chen's palms.

"boom!"

An indescribable surge of violent heat rushed in from the point of contact between the three.

That's not true qi.

That was the most primal and purest dragon vein spiritual energy, pushed to its limit by the "Dragon-Trapping Lock" formation.

"Ugh—"

Xiao Ruoye let out a painful groan, feeling as if ten thousand red-hot steel needles had been inserted into her meridians.

The metal element surged wildly within her body, trying to resist this domineering external force, but was forced to retreat step by step.

Her body was her battlefield.

"puff!"

Shen Suxin even spat out a mouthful of blood, which was emerald green.

Herbal Poison Body is naturally compatible with all things, but this spiritual energy is too violent. To her, it's like pouring the life force of an entire forest into a small stream in an instant.

Her fragile veins ruptured on the spot.

Jiang Chen sat cross-legged in the center, bearing the pressure that was equal to or even greater than the sum of their efforts.

His body, which had been tempered and refined through countless trials, began to ooze fine beads of blood from its skin.

"Hold on!"

Jiang Chen's voice rang in their minds, carrying an unquestionable command.

"If you can't even handle this little bit of pain, what are you talking about defying fate!"

The "Formless Technique" within his body was activated to its maximum.

Their dantian was like a wildly spinning black hole, forcibly devouring and transforming the spiritual energy that was about to burst them apart.

He transferred some of the transformed, gentle energy into Xiao Ruoye and Shen Suxin's bodies, temporarily stabilizing their collapsing meridians.

"You're insane! You're a madman!"

Xiao Ruoye gritted her teeth, her lips bleeding, "If you're going to die, don't drag us down with you!"

"Shut up!"

Jiang Chen's rebuke was like a thunderclap, "If you want to live, listen to me!"

"Geng metal governs killing, but also solidity! Use your energy to defend, not to attack! Imagine your meridians as a scabbard, and this spiritual energy as the sword you are sharpening!"

Xiao Ruoye was startled.

She endured the excruciating pain and, following Jiang Chen's guidance, began to try to control the unruly Geng metal energy within her body.

Instead of recklessly hacking and slashing, it transformed into countless fine golden threads, wrapping around and reinforcing those meridians on the verge of collapse.

On the other hand, Shen Suxin's situation was even more dangerous.

Her body was withering away rapidly, and her long, black hair was turning gray at a visible speed.

She was burning her own life force to neutralize the raging spiritual energy and to heal Xiao Ruoye and herself.

"Su Xin! Take back your life force!" Jiang Chen roared. "Do you want to die?!"

"Brother Jiang... I..." Shen Suxin's voice was weak, but a relieved smile appeared on her face. "My life was superfluous to begin with... but being able to save you... was worth it..."

Just as the flame of her life was about to be extinguished.

A clear, slightly curious exclamation rang in the hearts of the three.

"Warm and fragrant..."

It's Junyao.

She lay on Jiang Chen's lap, still unconscious, but the spirit Gu body within her body had awakened under the nourishment of Jiang Chen's true dragon essence blood.

The tamed Gu King seemed somewhat unhappy as it sensed the rapid loss of life force from its host and companions.

An invisible mist, tinged with a faint purple hue, emanated from Jun Yao's body.

The mist was peculiar; instead of dissipating, it seemed to have a life of its own, penetrating into the brows of Jiang Chen, Xiao Ruoye, and Shen Suxin.

"This is……"

Xiao Ruoye felt her mind clear up instantly.

The intense pain in my meridians was still there, but the irritability and despair caused by the pain were instantly soothed by a cool force.

Her heart was at peace like never before.

She could even "see" the rapidly draining life force within Shen Suxin's body, and "feel" the "Formless Technique" churning within Jiang Chen's body like a furnace.

The three of them were connected by the purple spiritual mist.

Don't give up.

A thought simultaneously echoed in the minds of the three women.

It was Jiang Chen's voice.

"Metal is the bone, herbs are the veins, and spirit insects are the soul!"

"With the heart of the true dragon!"

"Loop, start!"

With Jiang Chen's command, he no longer simply converted spiritual energy.

Instead, he extracted the sharpest Geng metal energy from Xiao Ruoye's body, transforming it into a golden shield to protect the four of them.

It also drew out the purest herbal vitality from Shen Suxin's body, transforming it into a green stream that nourished their damaged meridians.

The spiritual Gu power within Jun Yao's body became the most mysterious adhesive, forcibly blending the four completely different powers together.

An energy cycle centered on Jiang Chen and consisting of four people was thus brutally constructed within this death alchemy furnace.

Outside the underground palace, above the Chunya Pavilion.

Jun Wanhe, standing atop the pavilion, gradually froze the maniacal laughter on his face.

He stared in horror at the courtyard below, which was shrouded in red light.

The heart-wrenching screams he had anticipated did not come.

The "Dragon-Trapping Lock," powerful enough to melt steel, not only failed to turn the person inside into ashes, but instead...

It's like it's continuously supplying energy to something!

"This...this is impossible!"

Jun Wanhe's voice was trembling.

In the instant he lost his focus, a strange phenomenon occurred!

A dazzling golden light pierced through the red light curtain and soared into the sky.

In the light, a domineering and majestic golden dragon phantom coiled and roared, its roar resounding throughout the entire capital.

Followed by.

A sharp, unparalleled sword light shot into the sky beside the golden dragon.

Within the sword light, there seemed to be a goddess clad in golden armor, wielding a sharp blade, looking down upon all living beings. That was the manifestation of the Geng metal energy!

Another beam of vibrant blue light, swirling around the golden dragon and the sword light, soared upwards.

Wherever the azure light passed, countless vines sprouted in the void, blooming into magnificent flowers. That was the manifestation of the power of a hundred herbs!

At last.

A strange, ever-changing purple mist enveloped the three beams of light.

Within the mist, it seemed as if billions of insects were hissing, creating a dreamlike world that concealed deadly dangers.

Golden Dragon!

Golden Armor!

Green vine!

Purple Gu!

Four extraordinary phenomena, representing ultimate power, intertwined, swirled, and resonated above the Jun family's residence.

The entire night sky of the capital was illuminated by this miraculous sight.

All the martial artists who witnessed this scene, regardless of their cultivation level, felt a chill that ran through their very souls.

They all knelt down in the direction of the Jun family.

"This is... a miracle!"

"May God bless our Great Xia!"

Countless people worship him.

Only Jun Wanhe.

He looked at the four strange phenomena, and at the golden dragon at the core, its ferocious face twisted beyond recognition.

"No……"

"No!!!"

"My Rising Dragon Spring! My Dragon-Trapping Lock! My Century-Old Foundation!"

He let out a beast-like roar.

He finally understood what Jiang Chen was doing.

This madman is using the alchemy furnace that his Jun family has prepared for a hundred years to refine himself!

The cuckoo has taken over the magpie's nest!

His family has become someone else's wedding dress!

"puff--"

A mouthful of blood gushed out from Jun Wanhe's mouth.

His eyes were bloodshot as he stared intently at the center of the light below.

He can't let Jiang Chen succeed!

Absolutely not!

……

Inside the underground palace.

Jiang Chen's body was like a piece of red-hot glass.

Beneath the skin, dark golden true energy surged like a river.

Deep within his dantian.

The nine "Immortal-Slaying Curses" that tightly bound his fate were trembling violently.

The two shackles representing the "Ice Phoenix Body" and the "Phantom Body" have long since crumbled.

At this moment, the other two shackles representing the "Geng Metal Body" and the "Hundred Herbs Poison Body" are also covered with cracks.

Beside them, the rune belonging to the "Spirit Gu Body" was being lit up at an alarming speed.

The fourth shackle!

Once Jiang Chen breaks through it, his strength will experience another qualitative leap!

His physical body will truly begin to transform into a "dragon"!

Just as this energy cycle was about to reach its peak.

Just as the fourth shackle was about to be completely broken.

"boom!!!"

A loud bang.

The red light curtain of "Trapping Dragon Lock" enveloped the entire Chun Ya Xuan and could not be shaken even by Zhou Weiguo's military firepower.

It was attacked from the outside, using the purest and most savage force.

One punch, and it exploded!

Red light and fragments flew everywhere.

A black figure, shrouded in overwhelming demonic energy, ignored the energy storm generated when the formation shattered and plummeted directly from mid-air.

His target was not Jiang Chen.

It wasn't those four extraordinary phenomena either.

He struck the wellhead of the underground palace with unparalleled precision, like a black meteorite.

"Who dares to touch anything belonging to the Jun family!"

The voice was young and arrogant, yet it carried a chilling coldness that penetrated to the bone.

"Who dares to touch my woman!"