Prison Dragon Stronghold!
Most people only knew that Prison Dragon Stronghold ran rampant through the Great Ying Dynasty, Chu Kingdom, and Wei Country, targeting major martial sects for robbery. They even dared rob supreme sects and the imperial families.
As for where Prison Dragon Stronghold's lair was, few knew, because even if they captured its people, they could not search their souls.
Thus, although the major sects and imperial families had hated Prison Dragon Stronghold for many years, there was nothing they could do.
They did not even dare kill those they captured. Once a member of Prison Dragon Stronghold was killed, the stronghold would retaliate like mad.
At this moment, inside Prison Dragon Stronghold's Hall of Brotherhood, every place besides several large chairs was packed with people.
The stronghold chief, Wu Qiulong, swept his gaze over them, his expression growing increasingly grim.
Prison Dragon Stronghold had originally possessed only ten dragonhead seats, yet four now stood empty.
Wu Daohong had died in Tongzhou of the Great Ying Dynasty. Two other dragonheads had suddenly had their soul tablets crack several days ago. The last was his youngest son, who had gone to Great Gan Kingdom with the two dead dragonheads and had yet to send any word back.
"Still no contact with Zhaoyan?" Wu Qiulong asked darkly.
The several dragonheads below all shook their heads.
Wu Zhaoyan had originally gone to Great Gan Kingdom with two dragonheads to fight a decisive battle against Zhou Hu of Flying Cloud Stronghold. The two dragonheads' soul tablets had cracked, but Wu Zhaoyan's soul tablet remained intact. This meant that Wu Zhaoyan was not yet dead.
Wu Qiulong spoke again. "Have you found out what happened at Jade Wave Lake? Why did the two dragonheads fall?"
The several dragonheads shook their heads again. "We