Fu Yu looked at Jiang Chen with nothing but fear in his eyes.
If this had happened more than a decade ago, someone like Fu Yu would have been an exalted existence before Jiang Chen.
But Jiang Chen's cultivation had advanced far too quickly over the past decade. He had already surpassed Fu Yu, the prodigy of the Underworld Sect.
Even Zhou Changchun was no longer Jiang Chen's match.
Jiang Chen released two more Ascension Realm experts from his treasure space and had them keep watch over the people from the Underworld Sect.
In truth, Jiang Chen secretly transmitted instructions to them: after he left with Fu Yu, they were to kill every person from the Underworld Sect.
The reason he did not kill the others in front of Fu Yu was to leave Fu Yu a sliver of hope—the hope of staying alive.
As soon as Jiang Chen, Long Xia, and the others left, the two Ascension Realm experts who remained began killing the Underworld Sect members before them.
No matter how desperately the Underworld Sect members begged for mercy, it was useless.
Soon, following Fu Yu's directions, Jiang Chen arrived at a secluded courtyard in Fengxing City.
Fu Yu had bought this small courtyard with mystic stones. It had been used to imprison Jiang Luo.
The few guards were all Void Refining Realm cultivators. Jiang Chen and the others subdued them directly, leaving them unable to move.
"Young Master Fu, what's going on?" one of the Void Refining Realm cultivators asked in confusion.
They had been hired by Fu Yu. Every year, Fu Yu gave them a sum of mystic stones, and their task was to keep watch over Jiang Luo, who was imprisoned here.
"I can barely protect myself now." Fu Yu's expression was extremely ugly.
"Jiang