Prison Flower

Prison Flower, who was standing before her, made no Move, merely observing her with a faint, enigmatic smile.

Seeing Prison Flower's prolonged inaction, Zhao Xinyi assumed she was wary of the Zhao family's influence, which significantly boosted her own confidence.

"Sweet-tongued little girls are my favorite," Prison Flower said.

"But if you call for help, I'm afraid I'll be very sad."

Perhaps intending to tease Zhao Xinyi, Prison Flower lightly stroked her lips with a finger, as if conveying some emotion.

At this moment, Zhao Xinyi could no longer remain calm; her palms were subtly chilling.

Her pupils trembled violently: "It seems all my subtle actions have already been seen through by the person before me!"

Even a clay figure has a temper, let alone Zhao Xinyi, a favored daughter of Heaven.

"Senior, I am Zhao Xinyi, the granddaughter of Zhao family's Third Elder! During our previous conversation, I already crushed a Spirit Stone for communication."

"I hope Senior will speak and act cautiously!"

The blatant threat was not hidden at all! Zhao Xinyi believed that this person in front of her did not dare to kill her. Although a Building Foundation Cultivator is strong, he is not invincible!

The Zhao family, on the surface, had over a dozen Building Foundation Cultivators!

They could be called a powerful Sect! If one had no backing and an unstable foundation, they absolutely could not be offended.

........

But what she received in return was still a burst of mocking laughter!

His tone was deep and magnetic, his hearty laughter revealing arrogance and conceit!

This was no longer the delicate woman from before! This was clearly a brutish man!

"Girl, I'm not interested in the forces behind you!"

As these words fell, Prison Flower's originally slender and graceful body fluctuated violently, and even the jade hairpin in her hair shattered!

Rapidly growing muscles quickly burst through his robes! His facial features gradually became sharp and ruthless.

He could be described as broad-shouldered and strong-backed, with killing intent boiling in his eyes, and a dark Dragon coiled on his right chest!

This Dragon was wreathed in black smoke, its eyes as crimson as blood!

"Prison Flower slaughters ten thousand, dyeing the sky with blood!"

A violent gravitational Aura spread out like a tide in all directions!

Zhao Xinyi stood frozen in place, too many questions in her heart, but it seemed no one would answer them for her.

Under absolute cultivation suppression, even if she only touched a fraction of the gravity, she would instantly turn into a pile of flesh and dissipate into the world.

"Bang!"

There was no pain, no sensation, as if nothing had happened.

"Old man Shang, I didn't expect you to actually come!"

Seeing the old man who suddenly appeared before her, Zhao Xinyi's eyes gradually reddened, and tears uncontrollably gushed out.

The suppression and grievances in her heart could no longer be restrained.

"Grandpa, you finally came! Your granddaughter was almost killed by this villain!"

This person was the Third Elder of the Zhao family!

Zhao Yan Shang.

Zhao Yan Shang's face was solemn, and he did not choose to comfort the psychologically distraught Zhao Xinyi.

There was an indescribable complexity in his cloudy eyes; he just silently looked at Zhao Xinyi, wanting to firmly remember her features.

The bitterness in his throat, the soreness in his eyes, and the grief in his heart constantly assaulted his mind.

But this was not the time for indecision; if they continued like this, they would all die!

Zhao Yan Shang turned and stood in front of Zhao Xinyi!

Leaving only an old, hunched back for her.

"Xinyi, run! Run as far as you can!"

"If I can survive, I will naturally come find you. If I cannot escape this calamity—"

"Then you must not return to the Zhao family. Hide outside until you join a Sect."

Before Zhao Xinyi could respond, a powerful force instantly teleported her away.

Even if she was foolish, she should have understood her situation. All kinds of emotions were like a sharp knife, frantically cutting into her heart.

A tearful figure ran forward like crazy; even if branches scratched her skin and rocks tripped her again and again, she never stopped....

"Knowing it's impossible, yet still doing it?"

Zhao Yan Shang wore a bitter smile, his expression very grim.

After a moment of silence, he murmured to himself, "Knowing it's impossible, yet stubbornly insisting on doing it."

Before Zhao Yan Shang's words had even fallen, Prison Flower's powerful Aura instantly swept through the surroundings!

"Then I will kill you first, and then go kill that girl."

The black Dragon on his chest seemed to respond to him, its deep roar echoing incessantly.

"If you can withstand three of my Moves, then I will turn and leave!"

Zhao Yan Shang's face was calm, without any fear, and his Middle Stage Foundation Establishment cultivation was no longer hidden!

"First Move, old man Shang, don't die now."

"True Martial. Demon Quelling!"

A loud Dragon roar soared into the sky! Then, it transformed into eerie black runes!

In a short while, Prison Flower's body was already covered with black runes!

He looked indescribably strange, the black smoke emanating from him exuding a heart-palpitating power.

An ancient, profound Aura, mixed with violent killing intent, instantly arrived before Zhao Yan Shang as if teleporting!

"Impenetrable!"

A sacred light shield protected his body, instantly blocking Prison Flower's attack!

Zhao Yan Shang gritted his teeth, pouring all his spiritual power into it.

"Crack!"

But in just a moment, the light shield actually shattered!

A deafening roar erupted, and overwhelming Dragon might swept wildly, threatening to devour everything it touched.

The terrifying energy aftermath instantly sent Zhao Yan Shang flying!

In the huge crater, smoke billowed, and the old man stood up disheveled, wiping the corner of his mouth.

His clothes were tattered, and he coughed from time to time; the disparity in strength was clear at a glance.

"After just one clash, my liver has been severely damaged. Such violent shockwave power is truly horrifying."

"Cough cough...."

As soon as Zhao Yan Shang took a step, blood gushed from the corner of his mouth.

The shockwave power within his body had not yet subsided, frantically destroying his Meridians and liver.

"Alas, it seems I'm doomed today."

As he spoke, a crimson Medicinal Pill was swallowed into his stomach.

A powerful vitality instantly healed his entire body! The quality of his spiritual power increased exponentially!

"Offer my blood, transform into Spirit to slay the enemy!"

Zhao Yan Shang's eyes were bloodshot, like a devil who had just emerged from Hell, and his Meridians gradually turned black.

And climbed towards his heart, his pale hair falling out strand by strand as if his life force was dwindling.

Prison Flower, in the distance, watched with folded arms, a slight smile curving his lips.

"To be able to withstand one of my Moves, you still have some tricks up your sleeve."

"Old man Shang is truly at his wit's end, daring to swallow a Blood Spirit Pill."

The Blood Spirit Pill, also known as a forbidden Medicinal Pill, can greatly enhance a Cultivator's combat power and restore their condition in a short period.

However, the drawbacks are too great, and often only desperate Cultivators choose to consume it.

Zhao Yan Shang's body glowed with a blood-red light, and he burst forth like a ghost, charging towards Prison Flower to kill him!

His Moves were vicious and without any bottom line, much like a dying lion, wildly slaughtering without restraint!

"Tearing Claw!"

Zhao Yan Shang's hands transformed into claws with spiritual power, aiming to gouge out the enemy's heart!

The blood-red phantom was accompanied by ghost wails and wolf howls, displaying a full Demonic Path demeanor.

What was unexpected was that Prison Flower merely blocked with a single arm! He had no other defensive measures!

"Arrogant!"

As he spoke, the power of his killing Move intensified, spiritual power covering the Tearing Claw like a sea!

"Crack!"

What was unexpected was that his attack could not advance an inch!

Under Zhao Yan Shang's stunned gaze, his killing Move was inexplicably stopped dead!

This completely shattered his perception, trampling his Dao Heart onto the ground.