33: Chapter 33 The Heavenly Prison Turmoil Begins

That night, Gu Han found Zhao De.

"Uncle Zhao, once there is any disturbance tonight, you must find a hidden place to hide."

"At midnight tonight, the entire capital will be in chaos, and the Celestial Prison will also be affected."

Gu Han pulled Zhao De into a secluded corner, urging him with a grave expression.

Zhao De nodded, his eyes full of gravity.

Having cooperated with Gu Han in interrogations successively, he had learned some intelligence.

"Brother Han, I understand what you mean."

He responded in a low voice, a trace of nervousness showing in his eyes.

Gu Han reassured Zhao De once more.

"Rest assured, Uncle Zhao."

"As long as you leave the Celestial Prison after midnight and find a secluded place to hide,"

"no one should pay attention to you."

Just then, a burst of hurried footsteps came from afar, breaking the silence of the Celestial Prison.

Gu Han and Zhao De exchanged a glance, both seeing the nervousness in each other's eyes.

Gu Han quickly hid in the shadows on the side, while Zhao De feigned calmness and returned to his post.

The footsteps grew closer and closer, and a group of people in black appeared in the corridor of the Celestial Prison like ghosts.

Their faces bore hideous smiles, and the weapons in their hands glimmered with a cold light.

"It hasn't reached midnight yet; did they start early?"

"Not good, the rebels and the people from the Blood God Cult have acted early!"

Gu Han was secretly shocked, quickly crept behind Zhao De, and gently tapped his shoulder.

Zhao De was startled, turned around to find it was Gu Han, and hurriedly lowered his voice.

"Brother Han, is it starting so soon?"

"It seems the rebels and the Blood God Cult couldn't wait."

"Uncle Zhao, hurry and find a place to hide, and don't come out until dawn."

"As for Brother Li and the others, I will find a way to make them hide too."

Gu Han said in a low voice, a trace of urgency in his eyes.

Zhao De nodded, turned, and ran towards the depths of the Celestial Prison to find a hiding spot.

Gu Han turned around, staring at the group of people in black with eyes like torches.

They had approached, and Gu Han could feel the Killing Intent emanating from them.

"Brothers, kill for me!"

"Slaughter this group of imperial court scum!"

One of the black-clad men said coldly, bloodthirsty light flickering in his eyes.

Hearing this, Gu Han secretly thought it was bad.

Immediately, he leaped and arrived at the place where the Jailers were resting.

At this moment, the Jailers were chatting.

"Brother Li, the rebels and the Blood God Cult have acted early."

"You guys quickly find a place to hide."

"Remember, saving your lives is the priority."

"Hide quickly!"

Gu Han shouted, rushed into the middle of the Jailers, a flash of blade light in his hand, striking directly at the black-clad men.

In one encounter, the black-clad man was decapitated.

Seeing this, the Jailers scattered to hide.

At this moment, the sounds of battle outside the Celestial Prison rang out.

"Brother Han, help!"

Brother Li and other Jailers returned, with pursuers closely following behind them.

Gu Han calmly observed the situation around him and quickly made a judgment.

"Brother Li, follow me."

"I will clear the way for you."

Immediately, Gu Han flipped and appeared in front of the Jailers.

"Follow me!"

As the words fell, Gu Han stepped forward with his blade.

The long blade in Gu Han's hand erupted with a blinding cold light, and the Nine Hells True Qi surged through his Meridians like a Dragon.

Wherever the blade passed, the weapons of the black-clad men broke like paper, and five pursuers were instantly severed at the waist.

"Go quickly!"

Gu Han turned and shouted at the Jailers.

The Jailer surnamed Li wanted to say something, but was interrupted by Gu Han.

"Brother Li, don't talk nonsense."

"Hurry up and hide."

"Whatever you want to say, say it after this matter is settled."

Hearing Gu Han's words, the Jailers ran forward.

Watching the Jailers' figures disappear, the pursuers also arrived.

Seeing this, Gu Han took a step and arrived in front of the pursuers.

The leading pursuer almost couldn't stop his pace and crashed into Gu Han.

Seeing this, Gu Han sneered.

With a slash, he reaped them.

At this time, the cells holding rebels and prisoners were opened one after another.

And the battle above the Celestial Prison also began, general against general.

After reaping this batch of pursuers, Gu Han found a corner to hide.

"Taking advantage of this opportunity, it's time to deal with a group of people."

"Ma Yong, Zhang Tian, these scum, it's time to send them to meet King Yama."

"Letting them live this long is a bit unfair to the audience."

Thinking of this, Gu Han began to search for the traces of Ma Yong and the others.

According to Zheng Ren's arrangement.

The Martial Suppression Captain was responsible for leading men to suppress the rebels and Blood God Cult members attacking the Celestial Prison.

And what Gu Han didn't know was that the rebels and the Blood God Cult were also looking for him.

Gu Han hid in the darkness, his body taut like a bow, profound light flickering in his deep eyes.

Suddenly, faint sounds came from the corner ahead.

Gu Han crouched down quickly like a leopard, holding his breath and focusing.

Through the faint night light, he clearly saw the figures of the newcomers.

Ma Yong and Zhang Tian were in the lead, followed by over a dozen rebels and Blood God Cult members, all holding long blades with ferocious expressions.

"That little brat Gu Han must be hiding nearby."

Ma Yong's voice was hoarse, with a scent of blood at the end of his words.

"Brothers, grab your weapons, catch him and tear him to pieces!"

Hearing this, Gu Han's anger flared up from the bottom of his heart.

"Damn it."

"This Ma Yong and Zhang Tian are actually among the rebels' insiders."

"Damn it!"

Gu Han cursed in a low voice, his saber carrying supreme power, and as the blade light flickered, he had already reached Ma Yong's front.

The blade cut through the air, striking directly at the throat.

Ma Yong, suddenly encountering the attack, hurriedly parried with his blade.

Unfortunately, his movements were not as fast as Gu Han's blade.

The moment Ma Yong parried, Gu Han's blade had already severed his head.

Then, Gu Han turned his blade and severed Zhang Tian at the waist.

Seeing this, the people from the rebels and the Blood God Cult scattered and fled.

At this time, Zheng Ren's voice came from the roof of the Celestial Prison.

"Commander Sun, stop them!"

"Do not let them enter the second level of the Celestial Prison."

Before Zheng Ren could finish his instructions, a palm print descended from the sky.

"Zheng Ren, you dare to have a Divided Soul while fighting me? Then die!"

Seeing this, Zheng Ren hurriedly circulated his energy, his fingers forming seals rapidly.

In an instant, a Demon Suppressing Seal rose into the air and collided with the palm print.

"Boom!"

The Spiritual Qi erupted from the collision, shaking the surroundings.

Even Gu Han inside the Celestial Prison felt a tremor.

The cell that had just been repaired three days ago was shaken down again.

And because Zheng Ren had a Divided Soul and blocked in a hurry, he was affected.

"Pfft!"

Zheng Ren spat out blood.

At this moment, he no longer had his usual demeanor.

His clothes were shattered in several places, and the hat on his head was askew.

"Blood Runner, it's been so many years, your cultivation is still as trashy as ever."

Although he was coughing up blood, Zheng Ren still did not forget to mock the person attacking him.

At this time, a figure slowly emerged in mid-air.

The Blood God Cult members fighting on the ground cheered wildly.

"The Third Elder is here!"

"Kill for me!"

"Scum, die!"

...

Various shouts rose and fell.

The blood-colored figure in mid-air slowly solidified, and it was actually a dwarf wearing a scarlet robe.

The Third Elder was less than five feet tall, but had a bulbous nose on his withered, thin face, looking just like a squashed tomato.

But when he raised his right hand with a sinister smile.

Seeing this, Zheng Ren immediately leaped to dodge.

He saw that the bluestone slabs under where Zheng Ren had just been standing had all exploded into powder.

"Zheng Ren! Zheng Ren."