Volume 1, Chapter 66: Escape from the Body Bag

The alarms of the underground hospital blared deafeningly, and the flashing red warning lights bathed the entire corridor in a bloody hue.

Li Yang, along with a few of Scarface’s brothers, desperately threaded their way through the gloomy and humid passages, the sound of gunfire and the shouts of the guards growing ever closer behind them.

Indeed, there was no path here, only grass reaching up to Lin Ye’s ankles. The grass sank wherever Lin Ye stepped, meaning the footprints stood out clearly. With strides spanning more than two meters, it was impossible for someone to walk like that; they could only have run inside.

The two young men sat on the ground, neither speaking, simply savoring the silence and each other’s good company. After finally having time to talk to one another, both felt much better.

As Zhang Ning passed by them, they noticed trailing closely behind her was Yuan Xi, who was similar in height to Zhang Ning but possessed an immensely youthful face.

Junichiro Matsuda, Shin Muto, Musashi Miyamoto, and Naru Okamura—truly a lineup worthy of being called the strongest in the Japanese team.

He took the map and glanced at it, his scalp tingling slightly. Country after country was marked with red scars on the map, numbering over a dozen in total, and Samhan was among them.

The atmosphere in the room was heavy, thick with tension. The servants did not even dare to draw a full breath, terrified of getting caught in the crossfire.

Every single presence around stared with wide eyes, utterly unable to believe that Barbarossa was capable of such behavior.

It was probably around ten o'clock in the morning. Lin Ye looked forward; situated roughly halfway up the mountain looking down toward the foot, he could see far into the distance as well as the bustling scene at the base of the mountain, which was the city of Shuian.

Shi Heling muttered a couple of words, a hint of grievance still lingering in her eyes. She was a completely different person compared to her previous aloof self.

However, the prison guard knew very well which cell Chen Feng was supposed to be led to, as it had all been arranged in advance.

Yet they all needed to control their warhorses, and with a large number of bandits mixed into the ranks, their instinct upon scattering was still to follow their leader and familiar companions.

Meow Meow let out a reply, then turned back to look at its master, its eyes filled with the murderous intent of a beast.

The various Meow Meow scattered across the field flickered into motion, locking onto the Sandslash and charging directly toward it.

A dark shadow lunged into his field of vision, and Daigoro’s eyes widened, remaining frozen as if frightened out of his wits.

Fair is fair, Hariyama did master techniques that even Ace envied, such as Belly Drum, which instantly maximizes attack power, Detect, which anticipates the opponent’s attacks, and Dynamic Punch, which can confuse the opponent with a single blow.

Furthermore, as per Mingyao’s request, it was specified that "it must be within Mingyao’s own capabilities, and Mingyao may also refuse should she be unwilling."

To Lin Luoxia’s surprise, she had also broken through to the Nascent Soul stage—something even Chen Tianlang had not anticipated.

The second layer of the Dragon’s Lair was similarly picturesque in scenery, except that it featured far fewer dragon-like creatures and instead was populated by beings with two "horns" growing on their foreheads.

Before the storm arrived, it was very quiet here. At this moment, the urban area was also quiet. It seemed as though there wasn't even a shred of wind. However, having experienced natural disasters, Liuli knew that this disaster was definitely no ordinary event, and might even be more terrifying than the one she had encountered back in Jiangnan.

Although Qin Huairu cared deeply about that room, she knew she must never let it show.

Without a trace of hesitation, the terrifying explosive power close to that of a Great Martial Master, combined with the assistance of the Heavenly Demon Battle Armor, allowed Lin Chen to leap dozens of feet into the air.

Then, with a thought, a sharp longsword appeared in his hand. He stepped forward, the blade flashing with a glint of golden light, and thrust fiercely toward Xu Feng.

Hearing this, Mokeer fell silent, because what Bai Xingyu said was entirely correct, and her own father had once suffered severe injuries, leaving him with only ten years of remaining lifespan.