"Sister Dong, Uncle Huo, are you alright?"
Jiang Feng thought of Han Dong and Uncle Huo.
"I’ll go check on Willow Alley, just don’t go near the prison."
Jiang Feng was still worried about Uncle Huo.
When the man in the black robe led the remnants of the Demon Sect rebels into the city, he descended from the mountain and silently entered the capital city.
Having lived in the Dragon Capital for several years, Jiang Feng was now very familiar with its terrain and geography. He avoided the crowd and took a detour to reach Willow Alley.
"Old Huo, what’s happening outside? The sounds are terrifying."
"Wife, hold on to , as long as I’m here, our family will be safe."
Aunt Huo, holding the child, curled up on the bed.
Uncle Huo swallowed a mouthful of yellow rice wine, put on the Prison Chief’s uniform, drew his close-fitted blade, and stood guard by the bed.
This afternoon, Bao Longwei ordered everyone in the prison to take a leave and go ho.
The prisoners were transferred to other prisons.
So death row inmates were left inside, ignored.
"Thank heavens, Uncle Huo’s family is alright."
Jiang Feng heard the sounds from Uncle Huo’s family and secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
"Howl!"
Although Willow Alley was so distance from Zhenbei Prison, with Jiang Feng’s current speed, it wasn’t far. He heard the howling of wolves.
The prison area was bathed in a blood-red glow.
Of the three Snowy Owls, only two remained, pecking at the golden net on the Six-ard Divine Emperor.
Jiang Feng climbed up to a pavilion.
He saw that the Six-ard Divine Emperor was covered in wounds.
Within the Imperial City, a massive white figure suddenly shot out.
It was that giant Snowy Owl.
Its wings swept across the sky, sending a fierce gust of wind howling down, as if capable of tearing open Zhenbei Prison, making the golden net on the Six-ard Divine Emperor appear torn.
"Whoosh whoosh whoosh!"
From all directions, figures dashed into the prison.
"I only wish to retrieve the sacred artifact of my sect. Once recovered, our sect will imdiately leave the lands of the Great Tang. I hope the Emperor of the Great Tang does not interfere in the grudges between our sect and the Yun Gui Sect."
The man in the black robe, riding on a black cloud, appeared at the northeast corner of Zhenbei Prison. Thousands of Chong Ghosts wailed, and countless black skulls, like abacus beads, flew into the prison.
Soon, the screams from inside the prison beca more piercing than ever.
"Demon, today my Yun Gui Sect will act on behalf of heaven!"
A white sword light whistled out from the prison.
It was the middle-aged man in white, known as the Snow Eagle Immortal Master. The Snowy Owls in the sky seed to be their spirit pets from the Yun Gui Sect, rely residing within the Imperial City.
"Bitch."
The man in the black robe sneered, and the Ten Directions Ghost Realm covered the top of Zhenbei Prison. The black cloud descended, plunging Zhenbei Prison into darkness.
From afar, only a layer of golden light and a blood-red halo could be faintly seen flickering in the darkness.
"I will grind you worthless scum to dust!"
"Six-ard Golden Body!"
"Release!"
The Six-ard Divine Emperor roared.
With the help of the Snowy Owls, he finally tore the golden net to shreds, his giant-like colossal body once again appearing in the eyes of the world.
Six arms stirred the heavens, three inserted into the Ten Directions Ghost Realm of the man in black, crushing one by one the Chong Ghosts, shattering black skulls into powder.
Three arms reached into the ground beneath Zhenbei Prison.
Entangled with streams of blood-red light.
"Disciples of the Divine Sect, kill these monsters for ."
The voice of the Second Prince ca through.
He appeared behind the Six-ard Divine Emperor, breaking into Zhenbei Prison, referring to himself as a disciple of the Divine Sect rather than using his identity as the Second Prince to lead an army in the attack.
"Evil and heretical forces, how dare you cause chaos in the Dragon Capital."
Xiao Zhan appeared in Jiang Feng’s sight.
He was as brave as ever, charging through obstacles, even in the Ten Directions Ghost Realm of the man in black, and could kill innate powerhouses of the Demon Sect barehanded.
He was the Great Tang War God, invincible, using only his iron fists to charge from outside the prison into its interior. In just several encounters, four or five masters of the Demon Sect, all with Innate Primordial Power, fell by his hand.
Jiang Feng watched in shock.
The Perfection Realm’s perception power allowed him to clearly discern Xiao Zhan’s prowess as being at the Celestial Profound Realm, a level below his own, yet that terrifying combat strength was akin to a powerhouse in the Ruyi Realm.
Especially with those iron fists, Jiang Feng felt as if Spiritual Power was fused within them, rendering Xiao Zhan an unbeatable presence in the Celestial Profound Realm.
No wonder Liu Jinhu had to keep fleeing from him.
"Xiao Zhan’s techniques seem unusual; could it be that the martial arts techniques he practices surpass even the Celestial Extre level?"
"Could there be techniques in the Academy that surpass the Celestial Extre?"
"Perhaps even a cultivation thod."
Jiang Feng pondered inwardly.
"Kill kill!"
At this mont, a mass of experts erged from within the Imperial City.
Kui Han and Han Tieshan were among them, all heading toward Zhenbei Prison, seemingly intending to uproot the leftover Demon Sect rebels within the prison.
"Wolf King, how long do you plan to hide?"
The voice of the man in the black robe ca through.
"Howl!"
A wolf’s howl echoed from inside the prison.
This howl seed to be summoning companions.
Standing on a pavilion in Willow Alley, Jiang Feng sensed powerful auras racing toward him from behind.
Turning around, he saw.
Eleven figures with wolf heads and human bodies, carrying blood-red flas, were charging swiftly from the direction of the South City Gate, smashing through the city gate, wielding giant axes or lances and iron rods, leaping two to three hundred ters, crushing one house after another underfoot, with one heading toward Willow Alley with a roar.
"Boom!"
He leaped, smashing a mudbrick courtyard to pieces, the blood-red flas on his body igniting the courtyard. With a few more leaps, he reached the end of Willow Alley.
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