A sudden change.
Yang Jing was given quite a fright.
Watching the prisoner beside him visibly turn into a dazed idiot, Jiang Qiao's smile looked even more terrifying than a demon in Yang Jing's eyes, and he unconsciously slowed his steps.
"Useless."
Jiang Qiao glanced at him.
He used the Serpent Rule to stir up the negative magnetic field in the prisoner's heart, shaking his psychological defenses before using the Vermilion Bird Rule to strip away his mind and overwhelm his consciousness with useless streams of information.
The prisoner was quite powerful, having reached the third step of the Divinity Staircase.
But who was Jiang Qiao?
Back then, he had spent most of his time playing games of defeating the strong while weak and overcoming those above his station.
Now that he had ample strength,
and was a whole step stronger than his opponent,
with multiple rules working together, defeating him was as easy as raising a hand.
Whether Yang Jing
or the prisoner,
Jiang Qiao did not care much about either of them.
The only one who truly posed a threat to him was the man surnamed Gong.
That was not to say he had absolutely no way to deal with him.
He had methods.
For example, Divine Descent.
He simply did not want to use those methods for the time being.
At that moment,
the prisoner's consciousness collapsed.
Jiang Qiao could not say whether he would recover. Even if he could, he would have to be a complete idiot for quite some time, unable to continue the pursuit or spout nonsense.
"Impressive."
Seeing the prisoner turn stupid, the man surnamed Gong was not angry at all.
Instead, his eyes lit up!
He had followed unhurriedly from behind because he wanted to play cat and mouse, but he had