Hurt my loved ones? I'm not guarding this country's borders anymore!

Shen Jinglong had barely finished speaking when he moved!

He neither dodged nor retreated; instead, he took a heavy step forward, facing the blood snakes!

"boom!"

A tremendous shockwave exploded outwards from his feet!

The blood snakes that rushed three meters in front of him stopped instantly, as if they had hit tempered glass.

"Bang bang bang bang bang!"

The next second, all the blood snakes exploded into a cloud of red mist, the stench of which was enough to make anyone faint.

The masked messenger even had the leisure to clap his hands.

"Slap, slap, slap."

The applause echoed eerily in the empty basement.

"Hehehe. Brilliant, truly brilliant!" The envoy tilted his head and said in a tone of watching a show, "As expected of the renowned Dragon Lord, this trivial trick is indeed no match for you."

Shen Jinglong didn't even bother to lift his eyelids, and directly pointed at the still-beating heart on the altar.

"I'm giving you three seconds to destroy it yourself. Or I'll tear you apart along with it!"

The messenger seemed to have heard the biggest joke in the world and burst into loud, sharp laughter.

"Destroy it? Hahahaha! Dragon Lord, have you lost your mind? You're utterly ridiculously naive!"

He suddenly raised his bone staff, pointed it at Shen Jinglong, and his voice became fanatical: "This is a gift from God! And you are nothing more than food offered to the gods!!"

Before he could finish speaking, Shen Jinglong's figure had already disappeared from the spot.

In the next instant, an iron fist carrying the force of wind and thunder slammed into the messenger's face!

"Go to hell!"

Shen Jinglong's punch was delivered without holding back in the slightest!

However, just as the fist was about to shatter the mask, the messenger's body twisted like a ghost, transforming into a phantom without any physical form.

"call!"

Shen Jinglong's fist passed through the shadow without any hindrance.

He frowned, and a chilling aura swept over him like a ghost from behind!

"Too slow...too slow, Lord Dragon Lord."

The messenger's sinister voice rang out almost against the back of his neck, and a withered claw shrouded in black mist viciously clawed at his back!

Shen Jinglong didn't even turn his head, and instead delivered a vicious elbow strike!

"Bang!"

With a muffled thud, both of them were simultaneously forced back three steps.

Shen Jinglong's sleeve was corroded with a large hole, and the skin on his arm was blackened and sizzling with white smoke, clearly indicating that it was highly poisonous!

"Ha, that's fucking interesting."

Shen Jinglong shook his hand, and with a surge of powerful energy within his body, the terrifying black spot vanished instantly at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The envoy on the other side was in much worse shape, clutching his chest and wincing in pain. Shen Jinglong's domineering and unparalleled energy had invaded his internal organs, making him feel as if he were on fire!

"Damn it... cough cough! Good. Such strong blood and energy!" The envoy stared intently at Shen Jinglong, his eyes greedy like a hungry wolf. "Too perfect! If the Sacred Heart could devour you, it would definitely! It would definitely evolve into its most perfect form!"

He raised his bone staff high, letting out an unintelligible roar, as if chanting some vicious curse.

"Buzz—"

The entire basement shook violently, and the heart in the center of the altar began to pound wildly!

"Thump! Thump! Thump! Thump!"

The heartbeat was heavy, like the beating of a drum! Crimson halos spread out from the heart, sweeping across the messenger's body.

The messenger's aura surged instantly! He grew to over two meters tall, and his black robe ripped open with a "rip" from his muscles, revealing grayish-white skin covered with eerie red runes.

"Did you see that? Huh?!" the messenger roared inhumanly. "This is the power bestowed upon me by the Holy Lord! Before this power, what kind of ancient martial arts are you talking about? What kind of war god are you talking about? They're all just garbage!"

He pounced forward suddenly, more than twice as fast as before, leaving a distorted afterimage throughout the entire basement!

Shen Jinglong lowered his waist and assumed a defensive stance.

"Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!"

The sounds of fists and feet clashing were as dense as a downpour pounding on a tin roof.

As long as that damned heart is still beating, the messenger's power seems inexhaustible. And every time Shen Jinglong prepares to deliver a fatal blow, that bastard will turn into a shadow and dodge.

"Useless! Useless! Hahahaha!" The messenger continued his rampage, laughing maniacally. "In this altar, I am a god! I am immortal! Give up, Dragon Lord! Obediently becoming a part of the Holy Lord is your greatest glory!"

Shen Jinglong was kicked in the shoulder and stumbled back two steps.

He patted the dust off his shoulder expressionlessly, his eyes turning completely cold.

He understood; the key was that disgusting man's heart.

He didn't want to waste any more time with this madman.

"Have you finished speaking?" Shen Jinglong suddenly asked coldly.

The envoy's attack paused, clearly caught off guard: "What?"

Shen Jinglong suddenly looked up, his eyes flashing with divine light, and he roared like thunder as he gathered his energy in his dantian!

"I said, shut the fuck up!"

The roar was like a thunderclap from a clear sky, completely drowning out the sound of the heartbeat, and making the rubble in the entire basement tremble!

The messenger's movements suddenly froze, and even the ghostly shadow was scattered by the roar of the dragon and the howl of the tiger!

It's this very moment!

A burst of golden energy erupted from Shen Jinglong's body, and faintly, it seemed as if the roar of a dragon resounded throughout the heavens and earth!

"Didn't you fucking like to hide?"

Shen Jinglong took a step forward, but his target was not the envoy at all!

He rushed toward the altar!

"No—! You fucking dare!!"

The envoy's expression changed drastically, and he rushed over like a madman to try to stop him.

"Stop! Stop right now! That's the Sacred Heart! You dare touch it and see what happens!"

Shen Jinglong let out a disdainful sneer: "Divine retribution? I am the heavens!"

He completely ignored the messenger rushing towards him from behind, and concentrated all his strength into his right palm, causing the air around his palm to emit a sharp, unbearable crackling sound!

"Smash it for me!"

Shen Jinglong unleashed a powerful palm strike from a distance!

A solid golden palm print shot out like a cannonball, slamming into the violently beating black heart!

"squeak--!"

Her heart let out a scream sharper and more piercing than a woman's, and then it exploded!

"Boom!"

Black, foul-smelling liquid splattered everywhere, and a huge shockwave swept out, causing the entire altar to collapse into a pile of ruins on the spot!

"Puwah—!"

The messenger, who was halfway there, was struck by lightning. He flew backward like a broken sack and crashed hard into the wall, creating a large dent!

He coughed up a mouthful of black, foul-smelling blood with a loud "whoosh".

With his heart destroyed, he lost half his life.

Shen Jinglong stood in the center of the ruins, a faint golden aura shielding him from all the filth.

"Where is your Holy Lord?" he looked down at the messenger slumped in the corner, his tone full of mockery. "Why doesn't he come out to save you?"

The messenger clutched his chest; half of his mask was shattered, revealing a face riddled with festering sores and convulsing in agony.

"Shen Jinglong...you...you beast...how cruel you are! You've ruined the Holy Lord's ten years of hard work."

He struggled to his feet, knowing he was definitely outmatched today.

The messenger bit his tongue hard, spitting out a mouthful of blood essence. His whole body turned into a thick cloud of black smoke, and he rushed madly toward the exit of the secret passage without regard for anything else!

This is the Blood Escape Technique, a life-or-death escape technique!

Just as Shen Jinglong was about to give chase, the entire basement began to shake violently, with boulders raining down from above. The altar was destroyed; the place was about to collapse!

He paused for only half a second.

In just half a second, the plume of black smoke had already disappeared into the depths of the dark passage.

The only sound in the air was the messenger's extremely venomous roar.

"Shen Jinglong! You just wait! This isn't over! Absolutely not over! Cangcheng is just an appetizer! We've prepared a huge gift for you in Jizhou! Just wait to go and collect the corpses of everyone in that city! Hahahaha!"

The maniacal laughter gradually faded away until it disappeared completely.

Shen Jinglong stood in the crumbling basement as a huge rock crashed down from above.

Without even looking, he casually waved his hand, and the hard boulder turned into dust in mid-air.

"Jeju?"