Houtian, Internal Force, Jailbreak!

"This location...? Could it be the legendary Dantian Sea of Qi? And that mass of power within..."

In the death row cell, Zheng Qian sensed the mass of power that had appeared in his lower abdomen, muttering to himself with some confusion.

But in just a moment, he guessed what it was: Internal Force!!!

The extraordinary power that only appeared in martial arts novels, movies, and TV series in his previous life!

And now, Zheng Qian never expected that he would actually possess this legendary power!

But soon, his expression became somewhat solemn.

In the last simulation, he was thrown out of the world by the world's will precisely because he possessed Internal Force.

But now, he, who also possessed Internal Force, was still fine and well in the prison.

What did this signify?

It meant that the unknown otherworld he was currently in could accommodate him, which also meant that there must be others in this world who, like him, possessed Internal Force, and were likely even stronger than him.

If he were in another place, he wouldn't care. If they existed, they existed. What did it have to do with him?

But now he was in a death row cell and was planning to break out. If any of the guards outside also possessed Internal Force like him, then he would be in deep trouble...

After all, although his current realm had reached the early Houtian Realm, he didn't have any matching cultivation techniques or martial arts.

As a result, he could only unleash about fifty percent of his full power.

As for the Huo Family Fist and Flying Swallow Skill and the like that he knew, no matter how exquisite they were, they were ultimately just Body Tempering Realm martial arts, and were nothing in the face of Houtian Realm Internal Force.

"Alas... It's a pity, the time was too short, there was simply no time to obtain more Simulation Points, otherwise..."

Inside the death row cell, Zheng Qian, who had been lost in thought for a long time, sighed regretfully.

Then, with just a thought, his latest attributes appeared before his eyes:

[Myriad Worlds Simulator]

Host: Zheng Qian

Realm: Early Houtian Realm

Talents: Eating is a Blessing (White); Strength Multiplier (White);

Simulation Points: 0 (Recovery Speed: 3 days/1 point)

Storage Space: 1,000 cubic meters (+)

"Hmm? The recovery speed has actually increased by more than double?"

Looking at the self-recovery speed of [Simulation Points] on the panel, which had actually increased from 7 days/point to 3 days/point, Zheng Qian muttered to himself in surprise.

But then he shook his head helplessly.

Because whether it was seven days or three days, what difference would it make even if it became one day?

He had already broken through to the Houtian Realm, so the next simulation he entered would be a low-martial world.

And entering a low-martial world required at least 10 Simulation Points. Three days for one point meant a full month. He only had less than seven days before he was to be beheaded, how could he have time to wait slowly?

"It seems I can only take a gamble, so be it! Life and death are predestined! Wealth and honor are determined by fate! I'll risk it!"

After a long silence, a chilling ruthlessness appeared in Zheng Qian's eyes.

This was an expression that had never appeared on his face before.

The reason for this was that he had inherited the combat experience from the simulations twice in a row, and it had perfectly integrated with him.

But he himself had never formally fought, which naturally caused his temperament to be somewhat influenced by these combat experiences, making him ruthless, unfeeling, and decisive when faced with danger...

As if turning combat into an instinct.

Five days later, late at night, Zheng Qian, who had prepared everything, officially began his prison break.

The reason why it took so long was firstly to stabilize his realm, after all, he had just broken through when the simulation ended.

Secondly, it was to inquire about information from other inmates.

Those who were imprisoned with him were naturally all death row inmates, and all were awaiting execution in the autumn.

They could be considered 'brothers in life and death' who didn't seek to be born on the same day of the same month of the same year, but sought to die on the same day of the same month of the same year.

Therefore, these people didn't think much about Zheng Qian's indirect questioning, and said whatever they knew, treating it as a way to relieve boredom.

Of course, the only ones he could talk to were the two people in the death row cells on his left and right sides.

But both of them had extraordinary identities. One was a flower thief who roamed freely, calling himself Young Master Hundred Flowers, a half-step Innate Realm expert, but unfortunately, not only was his martial arts crippled, but even his tendons and hamstrings were severed, and he had completely become a cripple.

The other was the inmate who had reminded Zheng Qian not to struggle from the beginning, named Liu Haiping, a murderer who had killed his wife's entire family.

However, he was an ordinary person without martial arts. As for why he killed his wife's entire family, and how he did it? Zheng Qian asked curiously, but received no answer.

And from the two of them, he also learned a lot of useful information.

First of all, his current specific location was within Tongyang County, under the jurisdiction of Xishan Commandery, one of the five commanderies of the Xingyang Dynasty.

The death row cell where he was imprisoned was located underground on the left side of the County Yamen.

And the question he was most concerned about, the strength of the guards, was also answered.

The strongest person in all of Tongyang County is the County Commandant Song Mingyi, a powerhouse at the half-step Innate Realm. Young Master Hundred Flowers was captured by him and his men.

However, as the County Commandant, Song Mingyi's duty is to guard the county from foreign enemies. The security within the county, guarding the death row, and other matters are not his responsibility, but rather that of the constables of the County Yamen.

If Young Master Hundred Flowers hadn't been so arrogant and overbearing, actually setting his sights on the County Magistrate's daughter, the County Magistrate wouldn't have asked Song Mingyi to help capture him.

The strongest of the constables is Constable Liu Yidao, whose strength is at the late Houtian Realm. He has one mid-Houtian Realm subordinate, two early Houtian Realm subordinates, a dozen Body Tempering Realm subordinates, and thirty-odd ordinary people.

And the opponents Zheng Qian is about to face are the constables and jailers led by Constable Liu Yidao.

The good news is that he won't have to face Constable Liu Yidao himself. The bad news is that the three Houtian Realm martial artists under Liu Yidao will take turns guarding the death row.

As long as he breaks out of prison, he will inevitably encounter one of them.

With his strength, no matter who he encounters, he won't be able to defeat them.

Fortunately, his goal isn't to kill them, just to escape, which is much, much easier.

To that end, for the past five days, in addition to gathering information and stabilizing his realm, he has spent the rest of his time perfecting his Flying Goose Skill.

Whether it's because the Flying Goose Skill had already reached the limit of the Body Tempering Realm, or because he really is a genius, or because the threat of death is getting closer and closer, causing his adrenaline to surge...

It only took him four days to initially perfect how to use Internal Force to enhance the effect of the Flying Goose Skill.

He secretly tried it last night, and his speed increased by a full 50%!

Now, he has no time left, so whether he succeeds or not, he has to break out of prison tonight!

And now, the time has come.

"Crack, crack..."

Inside the dim death row, with a few faint sounds of metal breaking, the chains on Zheng Qian's hands and feet fell off one after another.

Then, he tiptoed to the prison door made of ironwood and reached for a small gap on the lock that he had already broken most of the way through.