82: Chapter 82 The killing begins!

In front, the Prison City gate appeared before Jiang Xuan’s eyes, a giant skull, over ten meters high.

The entire Prison City was covered by a massive Formation, allowing entry but no exit. To leave Prison City, a special method was required: collecting ten Killing Intent tokens within the city!

Jiang Xuan looked back at his surroundings, a smile on his face, then plunged into the skull gate.

Not long after, the three Blood Demon Sect members appeared outside the city. They stopped, no longer advancing, their brows deeply furrowed.

“What do we do now?” one of them asked.

“Hmph! Prison City allows entry but no exit. Now that Jiang Xuan has gone in, he can forget about coming out!”

“But to be safe, we’ll wait for him outside the city for a month. Once the time is up, we’ll return to report. If he hasn’t come out in a month, Jiang Xuan will likely be dead inside.”

With that, the three retreated into a nearby dense forest, waiting in the shadows.

At Supreme Beginning Holy Land, Myriad Dao Peak, Wu Tian and Lin Wuyuan were playing chess in a bamboo grove.

“Are you really so at ease letting him go to Prison City alone? It’s a very chaotic place,” Lin Wuyuan said to Wu Tian as he pulled back his sleeve and placed a piece.

“Perhaps others wouldn’t be at ease, but Jiang Xuan? Haha, though that kid is young, he’s extremely ruthless in his actions, and his Killing Intent is heavier than anyone’s.”

“Besides, have you ever seen him suffer a loss? It’s those people in Prison City who should be worried,” Wu Tian chuckled, placing immense trust in Jiang Xuan.

“Then why did you secretly leave one of your own imprints on him?” Lin Wuyuan teased.

Wu Tian’s hand, holding a chess piece, stiffened, his face full of embarrassment.

Lin Wuyuan glanced at him, smiled, then his expression turned cold. “Everyone in the Holy Land who secretly leaked Jiang Xuan’s information has been found. What do you plan to do?”

“Clack!”

Wu Tian placed his chess piece. “Kill!”

Inside Prison City, a thick, bloody smell assaulted him, and the air was filled with dense Killing Intent. Jiang Xuan only inhaled once, and his heart immediately felt agitated.

He secretly circulated the chaos stone tablet, dispelling the agitation in his heart.

Jiang Xuan scanned his surroundings. Messy corpses and skeletons were casually discarded on both sides of the street. Passersby didn’t even glance at them, as if they were accustomed to it.

Behind everyone, a bloody Killing Intent emerged, varying in size.

“Ugh… Ah!!!” A shrill scream came. Jiang Xuan looked over, only to see a Young Master-dressed youth in the distance being cut down with a knife.

“My… my father is the Sect Master of Fengxiao Sect, you can’t kill me!” the youth cried, clutching his continuously bleeding chest wound, his face filled with terror.

Upon hearing this, the surrounding people’s expressions darkened. Talking about background in Prison City? Fool.

“Pfft!” His only answer was the opponent’s sharp blade. The youth clutched his neck, his eyes wide open, and slowly fell into a pool of blood.

A burly, bare-chested man with a bushy beard walked over, took the Storage Ring from the youth’s hand, kicked the corpse, and left with a loud laugh.

Seeing that there was no more excitement, the crowd dispersed. Jiang Xuan saw everything, shook his head, and said, “Idiot!”

Then, he walked towards an inn ahead.

Upon entering the inn, pairs of eyes filled with Killing Intent looked towards Jiang Xuan.

“Heh heh, another Pretty Boy. Judging by his attire, he’s probably a Disciple from a major power,” whispers echoed through the inn.

They were quite disdainful of Jiang Xuan. In Prison City, no matter how high your status outside, once inside the city, everything relies on strength!

“Heh heh, this one’s mine. None of you dare to fight me for him, or I’ll chop him up!”

Jiang Xuan glanced at the person who said he would chop him up. He was in the Middle Stage of Spirit Connection, the highest cultivation in this inn.

“Kid, what are you looking at! Believe it or not…” Before he could finish, the man suddenly widened his eyes, pointed at Jiang Xuan, bled from his seven orifices, and instantly collapsed to the ground.

“What?!” Everyone present suddenly stood up from their seats, looking at the corpse on the ground, their expressions greatly changed. What kind of method was this, so eerie?

Several people looked at Jiang Xuan in horror. This was not a lamb, this was a fierce tiger!

In an instant, the entire crowd rushed out of the inn. It was too terrifying; a mere glance meant death. Who would dare to stay there?

Jiang Xuan withdrew his gaze, his dark eyes returning to calm. This Demon Race’s Soul-Devouring Great Art was quite convenient for dealing with some small fries.

He looked back at the faint Killing Intent emerging behind him, lost in thought. The more people he killed, the more intense the Killing Intent behind him became?

Just then, an angry figure rushed out from the inn’s kitchen. Before she even got close, Jiang Xuan smelled perfume.

“Hey, hey, hey, all of you come back! You haven’t paid for my drinks, you’re making me furious!”

Jiang Xuan looked at the person in front of him, slightly stunned. He saw a beautiful woman with a golden hairpin, fair skin, and a full figure, angrily shouting outwards.

Seeing no one respond, the beautiful woman clutched her handkerchief, her Phoenix eyes glaring at Jiang Xuan. She kicked the corpse on the ground aside, came before Jiang Xuan, and with a slightly charming voice, demanded,

“What’s wrong with you? You scared all my customers away! Tell me, what should you do?!”

Jiang Xuan looked at the young woman in front of him, his expression unreadable. He took out a Top-Grade Spirit Stone from his Storage Ring and placed it on the table.

The proprietress’s eyes instantly gleamed with gold, and her soft body instantly slumped onto the seat. “Oh, Young Master is truly generous! You can do whatever you want with my shop.”

With that, she took the Spirit Stone from the table into her hand.

Jiang Xuan smiled faintly, “Proprietress, I want to ask you something.”

The beautiful young woman caressed the Spirit Stone in her hand with adoration, her eyes like silken threads as she looked at Jiang Xuan.

“Young Master, please ask. I will tell you everything I know.”

Jiang Xuan stared into her beautiful eyes, enunciating each word, “I want the list and addresses of the thirty notorious villains on the Prison City’slist.”

The proprietress’s expression flashed with a hint of surprise, then returned to calm. She covered her mouth and chuckled, “Heh heh, Young Master is joking. I am just an inn proprietress.”

“The notorious villains on Prison City’slist are all fierce and evil. I avoid them as much as possible, so how would I have their information?”

Jiang Xuan waved his hand, and “clatter, clatter” — Top-Grade Spirit Stones fell onto the table, and the surrounding Spiritual Qi began to thicken.

The proprietress flashed to the door and closed it. Then she quickly came back to the table, her eyes shining.

Not long after, Jiang Xuan emerged from the inn, holding a list, and left contentedly.

The proprietress walked out of the inn, watching Jiang Xuan’s retreating back. She had completely shed her previous flirtatious demeanor. She glanced at the Spirit Stones on the table, the greed in her eyes long gone.

“Heh heh, interesting. He just arrived in Prison City and is already asking about the powerful figures on the villain list. It’s been a long time since I’ve seen such a bold young man.”

“Are you truly strong, or are you just a hothead like those other fools?”

The proprietress’s red lips parted slightly, and her faint voice echoed within the inn.

Beneath the Drunken Immortal Pavilion, in a dark space, the stench of corpses and blood permeated the entire underground area. Piles of white bones, all female judging by their shape, were stacked like mountains.

In front, a man with an effeminate face looked greedy. He licked his lips as he looked at the seven or eight unconscious female Cultivators lying on the ground.

“Heh heh, it’s still best to be carefree in Prison City. You can do whatever you want. So many Cauldrons, enough for me to absorb for a while.”

Just as he was about to step forward, a Sword Intent suddenly attacked him!

“Courting death!”

The effeminate man was furious. Someone dared to act wildly on his territory. He released his Law Manifestation power, intending to block it.

“Pfft!” However, his cultivation, which he was so proud of, was like paper, instantly piercing through his head! He fell straight to the ground.

“Thump, thump, thump.” Jiang Xuan emerged from the shadows, glanced at the corpse on the ground, his expression indifferent. “The eighteenth!”

These past few days, Jiang Xuan had, according to the list in his hand, successively killed all the villains ranked from thirtieth to twelfth, and absorbed the Killing Intent behind them.

The Killing Intent of eighteen notorious villains on the list had gathered behind Jiang Xuan, reaching four to five meters high. He felt that his Slaughter Sword Intent was almost forming, just missing that last bit of feeling.

And in the outside world, the entire Prison City was in an uproar because of his actions!