The following morning.
Before dawn, the group had already quietly set off, and led by Zhu's father and mother, they made their way to the outer perimeter of the prison where Zhu Zhuyun was being held.
This prison was built in the northern suburbs of Star Luo City, surrounded by steep cliffs, with only one narrow passage for entry and exit.
It is said to be easy to defend and difficult to attack.
However... the sheer strength of the guards here took everyone by surprise.
Every few meters along the wall, there is a watchtower with fully armed guards standing on it, and patrol teams move back and forth along the base of the wall.
At each of the four corners of the wall stood an arrow tower, with siege crossbows mounted on them, the crossbow bolts gleaming with a stark white iron light.
"Why are so many high-level Soul Master stationed in such a small prison? How many people are imprisoned inside?" Huo Wu frowned, her tone unfriendly.
She stood behind a rock, her gaze passing over the wall and landing on the patrolling guards.
Although these people were dressed in the uniforms of ordinary soldiers, judging from the faint fluctuations of Soul Power emanating from them, they were at least second or third ring Soul Master.
Using Soul Master as ordinary guards is a bit too much.
"A lot."
Father Zhu sighed, "Initially, this heavenly prison wasn't nearly this large, but ever since Dai Mubai the throne..."
"Under Tang San's instigation, he began to implement a harsh and tyrannical regime, severely punishing even minor offenses, and imprisoning many innocent people in order to meet quotas."
"And every so often, Tang San would come here to personally carry out the trials, acting as the fearsome executioner..."
"That's why there are so many troops stationed here, almost the size of a small Soul Master legion."
Soon, Ah Yin, who had the sharpest mental strength and perception among the group, also informed everyone of the information she had discovered.
"There is one Titled Douluo, three Soul Douluo, and more than ten Soul Saint here, as well as quite a few other low-level Soul Master."
Upon hearing Ah Yin's words, a bitter expression appeared on Zhu's parents' faces.
Otherwise, they would have already tried to rescue them.
With one Titled Douluo and three Soul Douluo, such a lineup would be impossible for even the most elite legion of the Star Luo Empire, let alone the Zhu Family.
"There really is Titled Douluo?" Upon hearing this, a hint of joy flashed in Huo Wu's eyes.
"In that case, I'll handle this title. You and your uncle and aunt go in to rescue them, and I'll test its worth."
Huo Wu's lips curled up slightly, her eyes gleaming with fighting spirit.
Hearing the battle maniac's words, Shui Bing'er shook her head helplessly.
"In that case, let Yue'er and I handle the remaining three Soul Douluo and the other dozen or so Soul Saint."
Shui Yue'er peeked out from behind her sister, nodded vigorously, and smiled radiantly.
Hearing Huo Wu and Shui Bing'er confidently take on all the opponents, everyone else present remained calm, except for Zhu's father and mother, who looked worried.
In their eyes, these two girls were nothing more than Soul Douluo level cultivators.
One of them, with the cultivation level of Soul Douluo, was going to challenge Titled Douluo, while the other was even more outrageous, preparing to join forces with the other to deal with more than a dozen high-level Soul Master.
Zhu's father's gaze involuntarily fell on the group of young people, and he swallowed the words that were about to come out.
Since you've chosen to believe, then believe to the end.
"Then I'll leave it to you. After you've lured everyone away, I'll take my uncle and aunt in to rescue them," Feng Xiaotian replied.
"Senior Ah Yin, we'll be troubling you to travel with us for the rest of the trip. If anything goes wrong, please provide assistance as soon as possible."
Feng Xiaotian nodded slightly to Ah Yin.
Ah Yin nodded slightly, her blood-red eyes filled with seriousness, and said softly, "Leave it to me."
After arranging everything, Huo Wu and Shui Bing'er left first, heading towards their respective chosen opponents.
With a flash of flame beneath Huo Wu feet, Huo Wu transformed into a streak of red light and sped toward the main gate of the Heavenly Prison.
Shui Bing'er and Shui Yue'er circled around from the other side, their icy blue light flowing between them as they flanked the enemy.
The three figures quickly disappeared into the morning mist.
Immediately, Feng Xiaotian Feng Xiaotian's gaze shifted to Ah Yin. He trusted this beautiful woman who had suddenly appeared out of nowhere and possessed the cultivation of Titled Douluo.
As for the reason? Lin Mo said that Feng Xiaotian and the others could trust Ah Yin.
She was always quiet and reserved when following behind Ye Lingling, rarely speaking on her own initiative.
However, the aura emanating from her was extremely similar to that of Ye Lingling, Feng Xiaotian couldn't mistake her for someone else.
A powerful healing-type Titled Douluo.
Soon, to the anticipation of Feng Xiaotian and the others, towering flames and swirling snowflakes simultaneously descended on both sides of the prison.
Without the slightest hesitation, Shui Bing'er and Shui Yue'er activated their Martial Soul Fusion Skill the moment they arrived at their positions.
Ice and Snow Drifting; Ice Phoenix!
A dazzling blue-white beam of light shot up from the two of them and disappeared straight into the clouds.
Wu Yun rolled in, and a strong wind blew.
Snowflakes fell from the clouds, swirling and dancing in the air, each one as sharp as a knife.
A gigantic Ice Phoenix materialized from the pillar of light, its entire body crystal clear and radiating a chilling aura.
The surrounding area was completely transformed into a frozen wasteland. Among the Soul Master who sensed the danger and rushed over, those with cultivation levels below Soul Saint were instantly Ice Seal, turning into ice sculptures and standing in place, their movements frozen at the moment of their charge.
The Ice Phoenix let out a long cry and its Dual Wingbeat flapped violently.
Centered on it, the ice layer rapidly spread outwards, enveloping most of the prison in a silvery-white world.
The few Soul Saint and three Soul Douluo who managed to get close also found it extremely difficult to move forward in this frigid environment where the Ultimate Ice.
Meanwhile, on the other side...
Huo Wu also encountered the strongest person in the area, the Titled Douluo who was stationed here.
This Titled Douluo was burly and had white hair and beard, but his eyes shone brightly, and he held a dark Clear Sky Hammer in his hand.
He stood on the wall of the main gate of the prison, his eyes fixed on the red figure rushing towards him.
Huo Wu stopped about ten meters away from him, landing steadily on the top of an arrow tower.
The morning breeze stirred her fiery red hair, sending a few strands brushing against her cheeks.
"I do not kill nameless nobodies under my hammer. I am the Seventh Elder of the Clear Sky Sect, titled Blazing Sun!"
The seventh elder of the Clear Sky Sect, Blazing Sun Douluo, stared intently at the red figure that had approached him, his mind racing with alarm bells.
He naturally Frisk the huge commotion caused by Shui Bing'er's actions. Even from this distance, he could feel the terrifying cold contained in the sky-covering Blizzard.
However, compared to that situation, his situation here was likely to be more troublesome, as he actually felt threatened by this girl who looked to be no more than twenty years old.
" Body Sect, Huo Wu." Huo Wu stood atop the arrow tower, looking down at Blazing Sun Douluo.
She examined the dark hammer in the hands of the Blazing Sun Douluo and the nine Soul Ring encircling the hammerhead, and couldn't help but click her tongue in admiration.
"As expected of Titled Douluo, I hope you won't disappoint me."
The Blazing Sun Douluo's nine Soul Ring —two yellow, two purple, and five black—are a standard configuration for Titled Douluo.
As Huo Wu finished speaking, the eight Soul Ring beneath her feet lit up one after another.
Two yellow, two purple, three black, and one red.
As the Martial Soul possessed the body and the Soul Ring flashed alternately, flames suddenly shot into the sky.
Orange-red flames erupted from Huo Wu's body, coalescing behind her into a humanoid phantom identical to her, radiating a scorching aura.
Fire Shadow, possessed.
Along with the Fire Shadow, a silver-white humanoid phantom appeared. The moment this phantom merged into Huo Wu's body, the Blazing Sun Douluo opposite her could no longer remain seated.
Because Huo Wu's aura surged at this moment, her momentum even Transcendence that of this Titled Douluo.
Without hesitation, Blazing Sun Douluo roared, and the black light of his Clear Sky Hammer intensified, causing the seventh Soul Ring in his hand to suddenly light up.
The Tool Soul Avatar, the Clear Sky True Body.
The Clear Sky Hammer swelled several times its original size at that moment, and dark golden demonic runes appeared on its surface.
He raised the hammer and swung it at Huo Wu.
Seeing this, Huo Wu did not hesitate at all, and her Eighth Soul Ring suddenly lit up.
The crimson light of the Eighth Soul Ring been around for 100,000 years, erupted to its peak at this moment, dyeing the surrounding sky a blood red.
A torrent of Huo Yu rained down from the sky.
Countless fireballs fell from the sky, like shooting stars.
Then, just as Huo Wu and Shui Bing'er had almost drawn away all the guards of the Heavenly Prison, Feng Xiaotian and his group had successfully infiltrated the prison.
Led by Zhu's father, who had been here once before, they began to rapidly approach the depths of the prison.
The prison was dark and damp, filled with a foul odor that was a mixture of mold and blood.
Feng Xiaotian and his group led the way, followed closely by Zhu's parents, while Ah Yin brought up the rear.
Zhu's father led the way, turning several corners, going down a flight of stairs, and then passing through a long corridor.
The deeper you go, the more prisoners you find, and the more densely packed the cells become.
Zhu's mother followed behind Zhu's father, her hands tightly gripping the hem of her clothes, her palms sweaty.
Her lips were trembling slightly, whether from nervousness or heartache, it was hard to tell.
Finally, at the very end of the corridor, Zhu's father stopped.
He pointed to the heavy iron gate ahead, his voice choked with emotion.
" Zhu Yun... is inside."
Unable to contain herself any longer, Zhu's mother rushed forward, grabbed the iron gate bars with both hands, and peered inside.
The cell was small, about ten square meters, with some dry grass in the corner serving as a bed.
A thin figure was huddled on a pile of hay, with his back to the door.
Her clothes were tattered and worn, her hair was disheveled and messy, and she was extremely thin.
" Zhu Yun!"
Zhu's mother cried out, her voice trembling with sobs.
The figure trembled slightly, then slowly turned around, revealing a pale and haggard face to everyone.
Zhu Zhuyun.
She had lost a lot of weight; her cheeks were sunken, her eyes were deep-set, and her lips were chapped.
Upon seeing her mother, Zhu Zhuyun paused for a moment, then suddenly scrambled up from the haystack and staggered toward the door.
She wore heavy shackles on her hands, which rattled with every step she took.
"Mom... why are you here... hurry, it's dangerous here..." Zhu Zhuyun grabbed the iron fence, her voice hoarse.
Before he could finish speaking, Feng Xiaotian had already taken a step forward.
His right hand transformed into a wolf claw, with cyan wind blades condensing at its tip. With a single slash, the giant lock snapped in two.
The iron gate was pushed open, and Zhu's mother hugged Zhu Zhuyun tightly, tears streaming down her face.
"Mom, how did you get in..." Zhu Zhuyun's voice was still somewhat dazed.
"Your sister is still alive. She brought people back to rescue you..." Zhu's father said from the side, " Zhu Zhuqing is back."
Zhu Zhuyun froze, looked up, and then saw the crowd standing behind her mother.
Just then, a series of hurried footsteps suddenly came from the end of the corridor.
Feng Xiaotian frowned and stepped in front of the crowd.
"Go first," he said in a deep voice. "I'll cover the rear."
Ah Yin stepped forward, her blood-red eyes gazing towards the end of the corridor, where nine Soul Ring rose from beneath her feet.
Zhu's mother supported Zhu Zhuyun, while Zhu's father protected her from behind, and they quickly retreated in the direction they had come from.
Zhu Zhuyun glanced at Feng Xiaotian, who nodded in Feng Xiaotian.
"Hurry, there are people waiting outside."
At the end of the corridor, more than a dozen guards rushed over, led by a burly Soul Saint who held a large sword in his hand.
"Someone's breaking into the prison! Stop them!" the Soul Saint shouted, and seven Soul Ring lit up beneath his feet.
Ah Yin raised her hand, and a Blue Silver Emperor with blood-red markings emerged from her palm, its tendrils growing wildly until it completely blocked the entire corridor in the blink of an eye.
The guards crashed into the vines, bounced off, and fell.
Feng Xiaotian glanced at Ah Yin, Ah Yin nodded.
The two turned around at the same time and sped off in the direction they had come from.
Not long ago.
Star Luo City, Star Luo Imperial Palace.
Lin Mo led his group to the imperial court without incident. After looking around at the surroundings, Lin Mo clicked his tongue in admiration.
The main hall of the imperial court was extremely spacious, with several thick golden pillars standing on both sides, each carved with a lifelike White Tiger pattern.
Directly in front is a tall dragon throne, with a White Tiger carved on the back, baring its fangs and claws, exuding an imposing aura.
He had visited the Heaven Dou Empire's court a few times, and compared to the Heaven Dou Empire's court, the Star Luo Empire's court was more geared towards warfare.
Even after so much time has passed, there's still a faint smell of blood here, which means quite a few people must have died here.
These people hadn't been dead long; the blood still smelled fresh.
He subconsciously glanced towards the corner of the main hall, where some dark brown marks remained in the cracks of the Plate.
To Lin Mo's great surprise, as he looked around, he unexpectedly encountered a familiar face in the Star Luo Empire.
The person was dressed in a long black dress, with a thin veil covering their face, revealing only their eyes.
She stood at the edge of the crowd with her head down, as if deep in thought.
Hu Liena, known as the Heavenly Fox, is one of the Spirit Hall Golden Generation.
Following Lin Mo's gaze to look not far away, Qian Renxue and the others naturally saw Hu Liena, who was looking down, seemingly lost in thought.
Although Hu Liena had disguised herself, she was still easily recognized by Lin Mo and his group.
Lin Mo and the others were all stronger than her, and even though Hu Liena had a disguise through her Soul Skill, she couldn't avoid revealing her weaknesses.
Hu Liena was Frisk of Lin Mo and the others' gaze. Her purpose in infiltrating the court was the same as Lin Mo's: to gather information.
In her view, since Qian Renxue had used the Spirit Hall's mole planted in the court, she would surely appear in the court next.
She just needs to wait here and wait; it shouldn't be long before she can gather the information the teacher wants.
What the teacher wanted to know was simply the specific movements of Qian Renxue and Lin Mo in the Star Luo Empire.
As long as we wait here, they will show up sooner or later.
However, besides these, Hu Liena also had some small selfish motives.
Just as Bibi Dong had thought, Hu Liena never gave up on the idea of finding the Blood Asura.
As time went by, that figure in her heart was like a sprouting seed. It did not disappear; instead, its image grew stronger and its Ingrain became deeper.
She went to many places and asked many people, but she still couldn't find any trace of that person.
That man seemed to have vanished into thin air.
In Hu Liena's view, since no trace of Blood Asura could be found in either the Spirit Hall Empire or the Angel Empire...
After eliminating all impossibilities, what remains, however incredible, is the only answer.
There is a very high probability that Blood Asura is a member of the Star Luo Empire.
Moreover, there are quite a few reclusive sects within the Star Luo Empire, and I've recently heard that some have chosen to emerge into the world. Perhaps Blood Asura is one of them.
Before long, the person Lin Mo was waiting for finally arrived.
The side door of the main hall was pushed open, and a group of people filed in.
Leading the group was a young man dressed in a dragon robe and wearing a crown; he was none other than Dai Mubai, the current emperor of the Star Luo Empire.
What Lin Mo didn't expect was that Tang San, the Imperial Preceptor, arrived even later than Dai Mubai, the Emperor.
Dai Mubai had already sat down in front of the dragon throne when Tang San arrived late.
He wore a dark red robe, and his body was filled with such a dense aura of blood that it seemed to solidify into a tangible substance.
The moment Tang San appeared, the hall fell silent for a brief moment.
The ministers who had been whispering to each other immediately shut their mouths, lowered their heads, and dared not even breathe.
Furthermore, Dai Mubai seemed extremely wary of and subservient to Tang San.
Dai Mubai stood up, bowed slightly, and greeted Tang San with a clear expression of flattery.
Tang San simply nodded casually, then walked to a chair to the right of the dragon throne and sat down.
That chair was placed alongside the dragon throne, and was even half an inch higher than the dragon throne.
Besides Tang San Tang San, there were several other people following him.
These people followed Tang San into the main hall, each exuding a chilling aura.
All four of them were Titled Douluo, and even Tang San himself seemed to have broken through to the level of Eight-Ring Soul Douluo.
Looking at them, Lin Mo had already roughly determined their identities.
Besides Clear Sky Douluo Tang Hao, and Tang Chen, the King of Slaughter, whom he had met before, the man among the other two who resembled Tang Hao in appearance should be Tang San's uncle, Tang Xiao, the Howling Sky Douluo Tang Xiao, who is also the current sect master of the Clear Sky Sect.
Tang Xiao was tall and strong with a resolute face, bearing a resemblance to Tang Hao, though he possessed a more composed demeanor.
The middle-aged man with sword-like eyebrows and bright eyes next to them seemed to be at level ninety-six in cultivation. This person was very likely the sect leader of the Star Crown Sect that Zhu's father had mentioned earlier.
He wore a star-blue robe with a jade belt around his waist. His aura was restrained, but his eyes shone brightly.
Behind him followed two elderly men, emanating Soul Power fluctuations at the level of Soul Douluo.
Lin Mo was more interested in Tang Chen's current state.
After a quick glance, Lin Mo was certain that Tang Chen was in an even worse state than when Lin Mo first met him in the Slaughter City.
Tang Chen's eyes were now cloudy, his face was ashen, his lips were purple, and he was completely dazed, following Tang San and the others like a puppet on strings.
Lin Mo shook his head inwardly.
It seems the Blood-Red Nine-Headed Bat King has further corrupted him.
However, none of that mattered to Lin Mo. His main purpose in coming here was to see Tang Chen. If he could see Tang Chen, everything would go smoothly.
Lin Mo did not rush to take action, but instead observed the situation in the court with great interest.
After Tang San sat down in the chair, he glanced around the hall.
The ministers whose gaze fell upon him all lowered their heads, not daring to meet his eyes.
It was obvious that, apart from these outsiders, the ministers and generals in the court were extremely wary of Tang San Tang San, and didn't even dare to look him in the eye.
They were afraid of Flash Fire.
Tang San showed a very satisfied expression in response to everyone's reaction.
Just as Lin Mo had guessed, Tang San was the uncrowned king of the Star Luo Empire, and even the person presiding over the court assembly was not Dai Mubai, but Tang San.
Dai Mubai sat on the dragon throne, his face flushed and his eyes glazed over, looking as if he hadn't woken up from a hangover.
He tried to say something several times, but Tang San stopped him each time by raising his hand.
As time went by, Lin Mo also figured out what Tang San was really up to.
After skipping over some pointless pleasantries, Tang San stood up from his chair.
When Tang San stood up, the ministers immediately shut their mouths, and the hall fell silent.
Those eyes, reddened by bloodshed and carnage, scanned the room and began to announce with great excitement:
"Everyone, this is the sect leader of the Star Crown Sect. From now on, they will be joining the Star Luo Empire..."
Tang San pointed to the middle-aged man with sword-like eyebrows and bright eyes, his tone full of...
The sect leader of the Star Crown Sect stood up and nodded slightly to the crowd as a greeting.
Tang San continued, his voice growing louder:
"With the strong support of the Clear Sky Sect and the Star Crown Sect, my Star Luo Empire will surely unify the continent, crush the Angel Empire, and wipe out the Martial Spirit Hall Empire!"
Before Tang San Tang San continue speaking, his eyes suddenly sharpened, his gaze abruptly fixing on a person, his pupils instantly contracting, and his blood-red eyes widening.
His expression shifted from excitement to disbelief, and then instantly transformed into unprecedented rage!
Throughout the entire hall, everyone felt the terrifying killing intent that suddenly erupted from Tang San.
Tang San stared intently at the young man in white, his eyes bloodshot, his breathing labored, and he let out an unprecedented roar:
" Lin Mo!"
" Lin Mo!!"
" Lin Mo!!!"