Tian Ze Breaks Free (I)

"Honestly, every time I come here, I feel oppressed."

Under the Night Curtain, Flame Lingji spoke softly.

Corpse Driving Demon, standing beside her, had never been here before.

Not just anyone could be captured and brought to Blood Robe Fortress.

Nor could just anyone receive the special treatment of Bai Yifei, the Blood Garbed Marquis.

But some facts had to be acknowledged.

Thus, Corpse Driving Demon quietly agreed. "I feel the same way. It's like encountering some ferocious beast—like an ordinary person with no martial arts standing before a tiger. Even if the tiger doesn't move, you can still feel the pressure..."

Hundred Poisons King, on the other hand, said nothing.

But he was not silent because he disagreed.

Rather, his realm was too low.

More than half his strength lay in poisons and the art of concocting them.

Used properly, his poisons could kill Innate Martial Artists without issue.

But without poison—

His strength was about the same as that of an ordinary First-Rate Martial Artist.

Thus, just as humans felt fear when facing a tiger while mosquitoes feared nothing before one, beings with too great a gap in strength—or lacking much intelligence—could not sense the might of an apex predator at all.

In the current situation—

There was clearly no need to pretend to understand what he did not.

Hundred Poisons King also understood the absolute difference in realm between himself, a First-Rate Martial Artist, and Flame Lingji and Corpse Driving Demon, two Innate Martial Artists.

So he chose to remain silent.

He intended to hear what Ye Qingcang had to say.

Ye Qingcang had no interest in understanding Hundred Poisons King's thoughts, nor did he care about them, but he did not mind answering Flame Lingji and Corpse Driving Demon's doubts.

He nodded.

First, he expressed his