You Actually Recognize This Formation

"Well... okay, you've convinced me."

Han Hao wore an expression that said, "The shop is having a clearance sale, you've hit the jackpot," and said helplessly, "You set the date for the prison break, and I'll take care of all the other arrangements, but you must guarantee success; you can't fail."

Si Ming confidently replied, "Don't worry, there are several Nascent Spirit Transformation here."

Su Yingbo, Yan Jinghong, Ling Huanxi, and Si Ming himself—four experts at the Spirit Transformation level, equivalent to one-fifth of the number of strong individuals in France. Even if there were a dragon's den or a tiger's lair ahead, they could still snatch a dragon egg. At least in Faxian City, no force could withstand this power.

Han Hao advised, "You'd better conceal your identities. For example, put on makeup, wear a mask, and try not to use your signature moves. I'll prepare alibis for you. Although it means that anyone with eyes can guess who did it, as long as you're not caught in the act, they can't arrest you without enough evidence. On this point, the God of Law is on our side."

After Murong Qing's eyes lit up, and Si Ming with a hint of excitement, "It seems our Mutual Aid Society make their appearance has arrived."

"Yes, next up is club activity time."

Chapter 490 You actually recognize this formation

Bashidi Prison, the largest and most heavily guarded prison in France, was originally built to fortress standards and was specifically designed to imprison the most heinous criminals as well as prisoners of high status and significant importance.

The prison boasts a disciplined patrol team, a network of hidden surveillance points, and meticulous handover procedures. In modern times, it was among the first to cooperate with the Su State, installing surveillance cameras. According to statistics, a total of 4,444 cameras were installed in the prison, eliminating all blind spots. Even the most skilled infiltration experts would not be able to infiltrate undetected.

This seemingly impregnable No. 1 Prison was not immune to breaches, but that time it was due to an internal riot. A super criminal miraculously broke through to the Spirit Transformation while serving his sentence, thus becoming immune to the effects of the Dissolving Power Powder. As the saying goes, trouble arises from within; even the strongest fortress can be breached from within.

Of course, since then, France has amended its laws and implemented a more stringent and harsher system. In particular, criminals who might attract the Spirit Transformation cultivators attempting to break into the prison are executed immediately. Once a person is dead, there is no need to save them.

This first prison, which has never been breached from the outside, welcomed a group of uninvited guests today.

"Gradual cultivation is like rain nourishing the precious tree in the Buddhist temple; sudden enlightenment is like thunder striking a small boat on the sea!"

"The wind sweeps across ten thousand miles, smoke and dust swirl, the world's path is uncertain. In the end, the ancient road slumbers, the vast clouds and waves wash over the heavens."

Two figures, one in red and one in blue, descended from the sky. Without any intention of stealth, they openly released their auras to announce their presence. When Si Ming landed, he even used the Dragon-Elephant Stomp, which shook the earth and caused the walls of the Bashidi Prison to hum and scatter sand and gravel falling down.

Wearing Black Tortoise mask, Murong Qing said, "It feels a bit strange to recite righteous poems while doing bad things."

"What are you talking about? This is a righteous prison break," Si Ming, wearing a Qilin mask, corrected.

Although they had used these two identities when they were in Linked Mountains City, it wouldn't be difficult for someone to connect the clues and deduce their identities. However, given the speed of information transmission in this era, by the time the other party had gathered the intelligence, Si Ming would have already packed up and left France. Therefore, they were fearless and did not change to other identities.

The First Prison's reputation was well-deserved. As the two were talking, a sharp alarm blared throughout the prison, and a large group of fully armed prison guards rushed out, forming a neat military formation to block their way. More guards continued to emerge after them.

Si Ming was about to make a move when Murong Qing stopped him, saying, "Master and the others haven't arrived yet. Let's wait a bit longer, and then we'll attack together once everyone is here."

Makeup takes time, and preparing such a disguise is not an easy task.

"No need to be too cautious. To deal with these background characters who aren't even extras, just unleash your full power and charge in. They can't stop us."

A man who looked like the warden stepped forward and asked in an authoritative tone, "Who are you two? This is Bashidi Prison, not a theater for your plays."

Si Ming suddenly realized, "I didn't originally have that idea, but after hearing what you said, I think this place is very suitable as a theater. Not only is the stage spacious, but there's also a large audience that's watching intently and eager to interact with the stage. Is there a better place than this?"

Murong Qing chimed in, "So, what kind of play do you want to perform? A rescue at the execution ground?"

"No, it's havoc in Heaven!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Si Ming swung his sword and slashed swiftly. At this moment, he was not holding the Wheel-Turning King Sword, but the Collapse Sword that he had taken from Lin Qingtong. The sword was huge, with the widest part at the bottom being half a meter. Once it was wielded, the strong wind howled like waves, and its overwhelming power was no less than that of heavy weapons such as maces.

Seeing such a fierce attack, the warden's expression changed, and he quickly retreated. Four burly men wielding large steel shields stepped forward to form a shield wall, blocking Si Ming's line of sight.

Boom!

It was as if they had been hit head-on by a fully armored war elephant. Their steel shields shattered, their hand bones broke, and all four strong men were sent flying. But Si Ming's momentum was not hindered at all, and his speed was not even reduced much. He continued to chase the warden.

"Quick! Stop him!"

A large group of prison guards brandished weapons and attacked Si Ming, some even launching long-range sneak attacks from a distance. Blade energy, sword Sword Qi, arrows, and hidden weapons... all flew out, as if trying to engulf Si Ming.

However, just as if to illustrate the meaning of the idiom "to throw an egg against a rock," all the attacks that hit Si Ming were shattered, leaving not even a shallow mark. Everyone who tried to stop Si Ming's advance was repelled by the fierce divine power. Everyone felt as if they had crashed into a steel chariot, their own flesh and blood as fragile as a soap bubble.

If you looked down from the air at this moment, you would see a bright red figure rushing into the crowd, as if a chisel had cleaved the crowd to both sides, recreating the scene of the parting of the sea. This was only because Si Ming had intentionally changed the force, mainly using soft force; otherwise, these people would not have been bounced away, but would have been shaken to death.

Seeing that his men were completely unable to stop this humanoid beast, the warden was filled with regret. He had thought that these two people had not yet reached the Spirit Transformation and that his men would be able to take them down, which was why he dared to stand at the front. If he had known that the masked man with red bumps all over his head was so fierce, he would have definitely stayed in the back and shouted through the loudspeaker, and would never have stepped forward.

Looking back now, I realize that since they dared to stand openly at the main entrance of the Bashidi Prison, they must have something to rely on, rather than coming to their deaths. How could I not have understood such a simple truth?

With one retreat and one advance, the distance between them shortened rapidly. The violent airflow caused by the Collapse Sword had already whipped up the warden's clothes and touched his trembling nose.

"Die!"

A domineering sword force erupted, threatening to crush the warden into mincemeat, when a fist wearing a special alloy glove suddenly appeared, clashing head-on with the heavy blade.

A shockwave immediately spread out, blowing away all the nearby prison guards. The ground below collapsed three inches, nearby glass windows shattered, and dense cracks appeared on the city wall.

"Qi Tailai the Heavenly Secret Divine Fist?"

Si Ming looked at the man who had blocked his One Sword. He was tall and strong, with a square face and sharp features. His solid muscles stretched his loose-fitting clothes, making him look square and angular, giving people the feeling that he would not turn back even if he hit a wall.

"As the Second Prince predicted, someone really did try to break you out of prison. You have some nerve, daring to defy the law. Who sent you, the Third Prince or Su Yingbo?"

Si Ming burst into laughter. "Hahaha, we, the Heaven-Defying Society, despise the laws of Heavenly Dao, and don't even put the Heavenly Emperor in our eyes. Who can command us? National laws? What are those? All laws and regulations are like air in the eyes of the Heaven-Defying Society. We will absorb what is beneficial to us, and exhale what is useless."

With a flick of his left palm, a Mighty Vajra Palm strike flew towards him. Qi Tailai snorted and, without backing down, clenched his fist and thrust it straight at Qi Tailai. The collision of fist and palm created a terrifying surge of energy.

This time, Si Ming used both the Vajra Demon-Subduing Power and the Asura Divine Power, gaining the upper hand and forcing Qi Tailai back several steps.

"Ha, the Heavenly Secret Divine Fist is nothing special."

Qi Tailai's expression turned serious. He said, "No wonder you dared to attempt a prison break. You're certainly skilled. It seems impossible to capture you alive, but you've underestimated France's No. 1 Prison."

With a wave of his hand, gaping holes appeared in the inner city wall of the Bashidi Prison, revealing thick cannon barrels that gleamed with a menacing light.