Madness! Mad Dragon is out of prison!

Ye Huang hid behind the rock, seemingly becoming part of the stone.

The wind howled around him, but he didn't budge an inch.

It seemed as if there was a strange force field around me, isolating me from all external influences.

His gaze was cold as he looked into the depths of the mist.

"Lord Gesang, the weather is so bad, the risk of rock climbing is far too great."

"Are you absolutely sure this is a distress message from Lord Tanabe Kagami?"

A Chinese person with a clear and resonant accent spoke.

"You idiot, how dare you question me?"

Lord Gesang was furious: "Wang Sang, just do what I tell you to do, why are you talking so much nonsense?"

"Remember, your master ordered you to cooperate with me completely. Disobey, and you will die."

Wang Sang corrected, "It's 'head of the family,' not 'master.' Why are you people of Sakuragi Island so feudal?"

Gesang sneered, "Then do you dare disobey the patriarch's orders?"

Wang Sang frowned: "Mr. Gesang is joking. My loyalty to the head of the family is as clear as day."

Gesang sneered, "That's settled then, because he's your master, and you dare not disobey him."

"We people from Sakuragi Island are not hypocritical. A dog is a dog, there's nothing to be ashamed of."

Wang Sang was speechless for a moment.

This time, the family made a decision that went against their ancestors' wishes and cooperated with Sakuragi.

As the strongest member of the Wang family, he was sent by Wang Longtian to assist Sakuragijima.

Although I knew from the beginning that Sakuragijima was arrogant and difficult to serve.

But I didn't expect it to be so annoying.

His words and actions showed him absolutely no respect.

Instead, they treated him like a dog!

If it weren't for the cooperation, Wang Sang would have loved to slap this guy twice.

The weather forecast said there would be thunderstorms today, and he actually came to Eagle Beak Rock to look for someone.

This is absolutely outrageous, it's outrageous to the extreme.

The Wang family disciples, carrying their equipment, were trembling with fear, cursing under their breath.

The group of more than a dozen people quickly reached the summit.

They began assembling the machinery and installing the winch.

Ye Huang did not disturb them.

As expected, Tanibe Gou did not die.

It's quite intriguing that this person took so long to send out a distress message.

Could it be that he really found treasure down there?

Ye Huang is now starting to believe the rumors circulating in the streets.

Those bastards must have left something behind when they left.

Or perhaps they discovered a treasure left behind by the ancestors of the Dragon Kingdom and wanted to obtain it.

Regardless of the specific rumors, they all suggest that there is a secret beneath the cliff.

The equipment was quickly set up.

Several long ropes hung down from the top of the cliff.

"The landing point is about eighty meters away. You three, go down and scout ahead."

Lord Gesang pointed to the three people from Sakuragi Island.

Wang Sang secretly rejoiced.

Fortunately, I didn't let myself fall down.

The three Sakuragijima people cheered and, without the slightest hesitation, put on the zipline and jumped down.

Wang Sang felt a chill run down her spine.

These people are absolutely insane.

He didn't even dare to approach the edge of the cliff.

Ah!

A scream came from the howling wind.

Everyone was taken aback.

They really died quickly and decisively.

Gesang remained calm and casually pointed to another person: "Yours, go!"

This person knew his companion had been in an accident, but remained calm and strode forward.

Their expressions were tragic, like those of a suicide squad.

Ye Huang frowned slightly.

These Japanese soldiers were willing to pay the price of their lives to go down and find out what was going on.

What exactly is it about that cliff about 80 meters high that is attracting them?

At this moment, his curiosity reached its peak.

Soon, good news came from below: someone had successfully found a place to stay.

"Everyone get ready, we're going down to explore."

Gesang was overjoyed.

Wang Sang was shocked: "I'm not going, I'm afraid of heights."

Gesang scoffed, "What a piece of trash."

"Afraid of heights? I have a solution."

Wang Sang gritted his teeth and said, "Even if the patriarch gives the order himself, don't even think about me going down."

Gesang smiled grimly: "We, the warriors of Fusang, love helping others the most."

"Damn it, those little devils, they dared to launch a sneak attack...!"

Wang Sang cried out in surprise and fell to the ground.

"Tie him up and put him down."

Lord Gesang coldly gave the order.

Two Sakuragi Samurai immediately stepped forward, tied Wang Sang to a rope, and threw him off the cliff.

"Sir, for safety's sake, I'm willing to stay up there."

A samurai volunteered.

"In such a thunderstorm, who would come to this desolate place? We urgently need manpower down here; there's no need for this."

Gesang coldly rejected his subordinate's suggestion.

Several people slid down the zipline in batches.

Soon, the mountaintop was deserted.

Ye Huang stepped out, leaped off the cliff.

While suspended in mid-air, he moved like a bird, grabbed one of the ropes, and slid down.

The other end of the rope was clearly fixed somewhere below, and was taut.

The yellow leaves fell silently, as if they had no weight.

Soon, a ray of light appeared in the mist.

A crack appeared before my eyes.

It looked as if someone had used a blade to make a horizontal cut across the entire mountainside.

Like scars surrounding a mountain peak.

It is more than ten meters deep and three meters high.

Some trees grow on it, and you can't see the platform behind it unless you get close.

Several ropes were fixed to several large trees.

Gesang and the others seemed to have vanished into thin air, leaving no trace.

Ye Huang felt inexplicably irritable.

This place gave him a very bad feeling.

Mental perception was severely suppressed.

A faint murmur lingered in his ears, disturbing his mind.

The sounds of laughter and merriment are like the whispers of the devil, luring people into the abyss.

The last time he felt this way was when he had just fused with the Dragon Spirit.

Some of the dragon spirit's instinctive emotions were aroused.

Manic and violent.

Bloodlust!

Desire for destruction and annihilation filled my mind.

Ye Huang covered his head with both hands, trying to expel the chaotic information.

But the more I resisted, the more chaotic my mind felt.

Suddenly, a torrent of negative emotions surged forth.

His eyes instantly turned blood red.

Like a sleeping beast suddenly awakening, filled with a thirst for bloodshed.

Awoo!

He let out a low, dragon-like roar and staggered forward.

This frantic, purely instinctive running lasted for an unknown period of time.

Finally, Ye Huang felt the interference in his mind completely disappear.

But I found myself in an unfamiliar place.

Enveloped in thick fog, he completely lost his sense of direction.

This mountain range stretches for hundreds of kilometers.

It runs along the Yangtze River, spanning several cities.

As for the crack, no one knows exactly how long it is.

Ye Huang took out his phone, only to find that there was no signal.

Lightning flashed and thunder roared, plunging the sky into darkness.

Even someone as strong as Ye Huang was completely at a loss at this moment.

He relied on his senses and followed the crack.

A sense of familiarity welled up in my mind.

The memory of falling when I was five years old seems to be surfacing in my mind.

No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't remember.

Ah!

Come again?

Unbeknownst to him, Ye Huang sensed a mysterious fluctuation once again.

It felt like a heavy hammer was pounding on his head.

Ye Huang took a few steps back, and the discomfort immediately disappeared.

His expression changed, and he stepped forward again.

Sure enough, the strange feeling returned.

After several attempts, Ye Huang was certain that this mysterious fluctuation seemed to have a limit.

As long as you don't cross the line, you'll be fine.

Once the boundary is crossed, a brainwave attack is immediately triggered.

Is that so?

Excitement gleamed in Ye Huang's eyes.

This mysterious fluctuation was neither resonating with itself nor calling out to itself.

Instead, it's driving itself away!

Why?