11: Chapter 11 Unleashes a Powerful Move, Ten Years' Worth of Skill!

It was impossible not to hear the commotion in the Sky Prison. Chen Ran glanced at the panel before him.

"The time is about right."

[Daily Settlement]

[Located in Sky Prison, Evil Qi Erosion (Immune)]

[Survived for one day, Reward: One year of Cultivation Base]

[Accumulated Cultivation Base: 31 years]

Boom!

A heat current was born out of thin air and flowed into his Dantian.

Chen Ran clenched his fist, and the air exploded in his palm with a crisp crack.

"Kill!"

"Slaughter this dog of a jailer!"

"Grab the keys! Let everyone out!"

At the end of the corridor, several prisoners with fierce, fleshy faces brandished stolen weapons and charged over with cruel grins.

The leader was a burly bald man nicknamed "Black Wolf," who had been arrested for robbery and murder; his brute strength was astonishing.

Behind him followed "One-Eyed" Biao and "Mad Dog" Qiang, both notorious characters in the Cell Block D.

Although their martial arts had been crippled, after being cooped up in the Sky Prison for so long, their ferocity had actually surpassed what it once was.

Seeing Chen Ran alone now, they looked at him as if he were a lamb for the slaughter.

"Kid, when you're reincarnated in your next life, remember not to be a jailer!"

Black Wolf roared, and the broadsword in his hand whistled through the air as he hacked viciously toward Chen Ran's head.

The strike was heavy and powerful.

An ordinary person would likely have been split directly in half.

Inside Cell No. 7.

Jiang Mengli listened to the shouts and killing sounds outside, her brow furrowing slightly.

"They're making their Move so soon?"

"That little jailer is likely doomed."

Though she looked down on Chen Ran, she didn't want him to die at the hands of these dregs.

After all, while the kid's words were irritating, he was at least somewhat interesting.

What a pity.

Jiang Mengli sighed and closed her eyes, unable to bear listening for the screams that were sure to follow.

However.

The expected screams did not ring out.

In their place was a dull, explosive sound.

Bang!

In the corridor.

Chen Ran watched the several men rushing toward him; he stood his ground, not retreating a single step.

Just at the moment the broadsword was about to strike his body, his feet shifted slightly.

Cloud Water Step!

His figure drifted like mist, instantly appearing at Black Wolf's side.

Then, he raised his hand and threw a punch.

There were no fancy Moves.

It was just a simple punch.

But with the enhancement of thirty-one years of profound Internal Energy, the power of this punch was terrifyingly immense.

His fist slammed heavily into Black Wolf's chest.

Crack!

The sound of a sternum shattering was clearly audible.

Black Wolf's massive body was like a kite with its string cut, flying backward and slamming violently into the wall.

The wall trembled, and gravel rustled as it fell.

Black Wolf slid to the ground, a large section of his chest caved in, blood spraying wildly from his mouth mixed with fragments of internal organs.

His eyes were wide as he stared fixedly at Chen Ran, his gaze filled with utter disbelief.

"You..."

Before he could finish, his head slumped to the side, and his breath ceased.

An instant kill!

One-Eyed Biao and Mad Dog Qiang, who were following behind, slammed to a halt, their cruel grins freezing on their faces.

"This..."

The two looked at each other, both seeing the horror in the other's eyes.

Is this a freaking jailer?

"He's a tough one! Attack together!"

One-Eyed Biao shouted harshly, trying to bolster his own courage.

The two pounced on Chen Ran from the left and right in a pincer movement.

Chen Ran remained expressionless.

Since he had started, he would pull the weeds out by the roots.

He tapped his toes lightly against the floor.

Swoosh!

His entire being turned into an afterimage, instantly vanishing from his spot.

One-Eyed Biao only felt a blur before his eyes as he lost his target.

Immediately after, a gust of wind struck from behind his head.

"Not good!"

He subconsciously wanted to turn his head.

But it was already too late.

A palm pressed against the back of his skull.

Bang!

One-Eyed Biao's head slammed directly into the wall.

Red and white matter exploded outward, coating the wall.

At the same time.

Mad Dog Qiang's attack also arrived.

The dagger in his hand was vicious and cunning, stabbing straight for Chen Ran's kidney.

Without even looking, Chen Ran delivered a backhand knife-hand strike to his wrist.

Crack!

The wrist bone fractured.

The dagger fell to the floor.

Mad Dog Qiang let out a scream like a slaughtered pig.

"Ah—"

The scream had just begun when it came to an abrupt halt.

Chen Ran's palm had already seized his throat.

With a forceful squeeze.

Crack.

The throat bone shattered.

Mad Dog Qiang collapsed limply to the ground.

From Black Wolf's strike to the three men's deaths.

It took less than three breaths.

The corridor returned to a deathly silence.

Only a thick smell of blood permeated the air.

Chen Ran stood amidst the corpses, his expression calm, his breathing not even slightly disturbed.

He hadn't used the Cloud-Turning Palm.

That was the signature martial art of the Red Lotus Demonic Cult; if someone recognized it, the trouble would be endless.

To kill these crippled men, his profound Internal Energy and the speed of the Cloud Water Step were more than enough.

[Killed Rioting Prisoners (Black Wolf, One-Eyed Biao, Mad Dog Qiang)]

[Participation: High (Execution)]

[Obtained Reward: Ten years of Cultivation Base.]

Boom!

A heat current even more massive than before surged into his body.

Chen Ran's whole body jolted.

His already filled Meridians were now stretched to the point of faint aching.

The sudden influx of ten years of cultivation base was far too abrupt, and the skyrocketing power rampaged through his body.

Chen Ran had no choice but to focus his attention on calming the turbulent aura within him first.

Forty-one years of cultivation base pushed him directly into the top ranks of the Eighth-Grade Realm.

He was only a few steps away from completing Bone Forging and stepping into the Seventh-Grade.

"If it weren't for the fact that the Cultivation Technique I practice is too ordinary, I'm afraid it wouldn't be long before I could break the shackles and step into the next Realm."

Chen Ran let out a long breath, feeling the heart-palpitating power within his body.

...

Inside Cell No. 7.

Jiang Mengli suddenly snapped her eyes open.

The commotion outside... had vanished?

So fast?

Could it be that the little jailer had already been killed?

No.

If the jailer had been killed, those prisoners would surely be cheering and celebrating.

But now, there was a deathly silence outside.

Only a faint scent of blood wafted in.

"What happened?"

Jiang Mengli was filled with doubt and uncertainty.

Although her cultivation was sealed, her hearing remained.

Those dull thuds just now were clearly the sound of heavy objects striking flesh.

And... it was fast.

So fast that one couldn't even react.

"Could it be that an expert was passing by?"

Jiang Mengli speculated.

...

...

Just then.

A flurry of hurried footsteps came from the entrance of the Sky Prison.

Accompanied by the clashing of armor and weapons.

"Quick! Surround the Cell Block D!"

"Don't let even a single fly escape!"

It was Six Doors and the people from the Demon Suppression Division!

Chen Ran's ears twitched.

They arrived so quickly.

He glanced at the corpses on the ground, then at the tightly shut door of Cell No. 7.

He couldn't stay here any longer.

Although he was a jailer, the state of these corpses was too shocking; if someone with an agenda examined them, it would be difficult to avoid exposing his strength.

Chen Ran's figure flickered.

He pushed the Breath Concealment Technique to its limit.

His entire being seemed to melt into the darkness as he silently glided toward the shadows deep within the Sky Prison.