Madness! Mad Dragon is out of prison!

The sudden turn of events caught even Ye Huang off guard.

"Oh no, an ambush!"

He was about to dodge when he found that his feet seemed to be welded to the ground.

Looking down, I saw that the seemingly ordinary bluestone ground actually had a stripe.

The entire temple had been transformed into a prison-like formation.

Moreover, the power of this formation is simply terrifying.

Specifically designed for cultivators, it suppresses their mental power to the extreme.

Even if they unleash the full power of the dragon spirit, it will be difficult to escape once they lose the initiative.

The runes seemed to come alive, instantly spreading all over his body from his feet.

Ye Huang felt all the power in his body being forcefully and deeply pressed back into his body.

It's like wearing a specially made set of shackles.

The others, however, did not receive the same treatment.

They were simply forced to lie on the ground, unable to move, by the oppressive force.

"Hahaha, you wretched thief, I've finally caught you!"

"We've waited fifteen years for this day!"

"Thank goodness, we finally succeeded."

"Do you know how many spirit stones we spent setting up this array for this moment? It's all money, money!"

Three different voices rang out.

Ye Huang and Han Rou were struck dumb, incredulous.

Because the voice was so familiar.

But the people they know feel so out of place.

Three figures emerged from behind the giant statue.

They were incredibly fast, appearing before the group in the blink of an eye.

The next moment, the three of them screamed in unison, their eyes wide open, even more frightened than Ye Huang and Han Rou.

"This...how is this possible?"

"Why is it you guys?"

Han Feilong was completely devastated.

Han Rou stared intently at him: "Dad, what exactly is going on here? I demand an explanation."

Xu Cuiping chuckled and said, "What a failure. I never thought that after pretending for more than 20 years, I would be exposed in this way."

Han Li gave Ye Huang a deep look and asked, "Why are you here?"

Ye Huang forced himself to remain calm and said, "Senior Han Rou came to me early this morning and said you guys have gone missing."

"We mobilized a large number of people to search the entire mountain."

"I never expected that the three of you would come to steal the treasure."

Han Li's expression changed, and he said, "Many people were looking for you? How did you get down here?"

Han Rou said, "It's a group of madmen from the Destruction God Cult who installed a rappelling device on the mountaintop."

Han Rou recounted how she came to be here.

Han Li nodded: "That sounds reasonable, I believe you."

Han Rou said, "Our actions are reasonable, but Grandpa, your actions seem a bit unreasonable, don't they?"

"Don't you intend to explain?"

"Our appearance has surprised you."

"Excuse me, what is this thief you're talking about?"

Han Li looked at everyone, then at his beloved granddaughter, and felt a headache coming on.

They never dreamed of such a situation.

The three exchanged bitter smiles, a hint of murderous intent flashing in their eyes, before shaking their heads in apparent distress.

Ye Huang said, "No need to ask, they are also members of the Church of Destruction."

"Moreover, he was the mastermind behind it all."

Han Li immediately became interested. He looked at Ye Huang with amusement and said, "As expected of the lad I value, he's clever."

"Tell me, how did you figure that out?"

Ye Huang said, "It's very simple. First, all of you have a demon god's symbol on your collars."

Han Rou looked over in surprise.

Today, Grandpa was wearing a long blue robe, giving him an air of otherworldly elegance.

Sure enough, there was a pattern embroidered on his collar.

At first glance, it looks like a flower.

If you look closely, you can see that the image of the demon is depicted with gold trim.

The same applies to parents.

As the saying goes, clothes make the man.

The father, who was originally honest and simple, suddenly exuded an aura of domineering power when he put on this black outfit.

Needless to say, the mother was also a great help.

Already possessing a certain charm, now with just a little dressing up, she looks like a completely different person.

She looks just like those heroic female knights-errant of ancient times.

This extreme contrast completely overturned Han Rou's preconceived notions about her family.

The impact on her at that moment was unimaginable.

"The message Gesang received was sent by you, right?"

"Is the purpose to get him to bring people in for sacrifice?"

"Where's Tianbian Gou? I can't find him."

Han Feilong said, "That's right, I sent the message. The purpose was to get him to bring more people down to offer sacrifices."

Han Rou trembled all over, finding it hard to believe that these words came from her honest and kind father.

My dad is usually gentle and kind; he wouldn't even dare to kill a chicken.

At this moment, however, he casually uttered such cruel words.

Ye Huang was somewhat puzzled: "Why? Shouldn't sacrifices be performed in specific places with unique rituals?"

Han Feilong smiled slightly: "Because from the moment you arrived at the foot of the cliff and stepped into the crevice, you have already been within the range of the sacrificial array."

"Any living being that dies inside will have its flesh and blood devoured, and its soul refined."

Han Rou broke down and screamed, "Grandpa, Mom and Dad, why did you do this?"

"Do you also believe that sacrifice can grant eternal life?"

When Gesang told her about it before, she didn't take it seriously.

What kind of madman would believe in such an absurd doctrine?

Unexpectedly, my relatives are all religious believers.

She was on the verge of a breakdown.

Han Li smiled wryly and said, "You've misunderstood. We're not doing this for ourselves, but for the people of the whole world."

"Because if no sacrifice is made, this great formation will awaken, and at that time, the number of people who die will not be just a few dozen or a few hundred."

"Even the entire Dragon Kingdom, and even the world, will be destroyed."

Ye Huang said, "Grandpa, you're exaggerating."

"Could it be that the so-called Demon God of Destruction could actually have crossed over from another world?"

Lu Jie and the others dared not speak, but nodded in deep agreement.

They don't believe in any demons, gods, or evil spirits at all.

What era are we living in? Why are we still indulging in feudal superstitions?

Xu Cuiping gritted her teeth and said, "It's all that thief's fault."

Ye Huang's heart skipped a beat: "A thief? What thief? What did he steal?"

"A supreme treasure, a supreme treasure that suppresses the cracks here."

Han Li was speaking.

The old man's eyes were also filled with hatred.

"If I catch him, I'll skin him alive and burn him alive."

Han Feilong said, "Why bother explaining so much to them? They wouldn't understand anyway."

"In short, coming here was a mistake."

"If we alert them now, the thief might never come back."

"This small sacrifice can only guarantee peace for a year at most."

Han Rou asked incredulously, "You mean, next year, you're going to lure people in again to kill them?"

Xu Cuiping said, "What you said may be harsh, but it is indeed the truth."

Han Rou exclaimed excitedly, "Mom, you've all gone mad!"

"There is no such thing as a Destruction God. It's all fake. Wake up."

Xu Cuiping sighed, "I wish this were all a dream even more than you do, but unfortunately it isn't."

"I thought our generation could end the nightmare and let you live an exciting and happy life from now on."

"Alas, the plan failed."

Ye Huang asked curiously, "You deliberately sent the message through Gesang, were you so sure the thief would come?"

Han Li said with certainty, "Fifteen years ago, he only stole a part of the fragment. As long as he's not dead, he will definitely come back."

"A few days ago, the formation reacted because he got close."

"Perhaps he's hiding nearby, waiting for his chance to strike."

Fifteen years ago?

Ye Huang fell into deep thought.