Ten-Person Squad

"Old Wu, I'll be taking my leave first. Chong Ying, let's go."

Zhang Chen naturally had to make up for lost time. A title-bestowal process lasting more than three days was no longer seen by the many jailer envoys as a matter of Zhang Chen's potential; they believed something had gone wrong with his body during the bestowal process.

After all, quite a few people knew that Zhang Chen had a ghost within him.

Moreover, within the Spirit Mountain Range, even Old Wu was unable to use his abilities, so Zhang Chen could only make his own way back.

"Zhang Chen, did you really stay in there for three days and three nights? And you... have a strange smell." Chong Ying asked at Zhang Chen's side. The black grime clinging to his body stank to high heaven.

"Something unusual happened. I was unconscious in there for a few days. Otherwise, I could've come out quickly. It smells bad, right? I'll find a place to wash up."

On the way back to the prison realm, Zhang Chen found a small patch of vegetation with a pool of water. He had the blushing Chong Ying wait in the woods while he washed away all the black filth covering his skin.

"Zhang Chen, what I intended to do for you has unexpectedly been done first by someone else."

Evil Mouth Elder's voice came while Zhang Chen was washing himself in the pool.

"The abilities within your body are far too mixed. I originally planned to remove or merge some unnecessary abilities after you awakened, but I never expected a single bottle of liquid from that expert to have such an effect. If I'm not mistaken, the person you saw there should have been a legendary jailer envoy whose rank had reached that of