"Get back here, now!!"
Old Zhou formed a hand seal with one hand and hurriedly brought out his magic treasure.
But he was still out of practice, and half a beat too slow.
Left with no choice, he rolled on the spot.
He dodged the blow with the most basic move, the "Lazy Donkey Roll."
"Intruders have broken in!?"
"What about the sword tower outside?"
"What's going on?"
"..."
For a time, panic filled the air.
To put it bluntly, disciples like them who worked in the prison were just errand runners.
Against powerful enemies, they had no ability to fight back at all.
"Old Zhou, get everyone to retreat to the A-Class Prison Zone."
Just then, Li Ping'an's voice suddenly rang in Old Zhou's ear.
A voice transmission directly into his ear.
The A-Class Prison Zone was the territory Li Ping'an oversaw.
Old Zhou froze for a moment, then hurriedly shouted, "Quick! Get to the A-Class zone!!"
Some followed Old Zhou toward A-Class, while others ran around like headless flies.
The enemies who charged in moved like phantoms, swiftly reaping the lives of the disciples guarding the prison.
Zhang Xu, a personal disciple of the Nine Profound Cave Master, watched the scene quietly without making a move.
Instead, he savored the smell of blood in the air.
The disciples in the prison could not react at all, becoming fish on their enemies' chopping block.
One disciple knocked aside a flying sword and was about to counterattack.
But his head went flying violently.
In less than the time it took to drink a cup of tea, the three prison zones, B, C, and D, had fallen under enemy control.
Zhang Xu smiled in satisfaction. Only the A-Class zone remained now.
Meanwhile, a squad of four was rapidly approaching the A-Class