Yao Jin watched expressionlessly.
He slowly pushed his wheelchair into the alley and saw two Heavy Armor Guards unconscious on the ground.
The Secret Prison's exit had been shattered as well.
Just as he had expected... the Light Fire rising above Red Lake had been the signal to rob the prison.
He had not even caught a glimpse of Su Ye.
This was no surprise. The Holy Son had been left far behind by Gu Nanfeng—not just in speed, but in planning and strategy as well.
"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh..."
Yao Jin felt the wind converging from every direction.
He pushed his wheelchair to the entrance of the Secret Prison and could not help mocking himself inwardly.
No wonder he had kept feeling that today's wind was especially noisy—noisy with the scent of blood.
Yao Jin did not enter the Secret Prison.
Since Gu Nanfeng had already broken in, the Heavy Armor Guards inside certainly could not stop him...
As for himself, he had even less of a chance.
Although Yao Jin's mental power ranked among the best of the younger generation, he knew his limits. No matter how capable he was, he was only a fourth-rank Transcendent. No matter how powerful his mental power was, it could not contend with a titled Transcendent, much less a top genius like Gu Nanfeng, who had attained that rank at such a young age.
If it came to fighting,
he could not even beat Su Ye, much less stop Gu Nanfeng.
But...
All he needed to do now was stop Gu Nanfeng.
For a long time, he had been the true master of this Secret Prison... Even after the Grand Elder stripped him of his post, no one understood its mechanisms and formation patterns better than he did. Yao Jin knew every inch