“Tsk tsk, this man is the fad White-Robed General, one of the almighty Ancient Battlefield’s Three Kings Yet now, he is imprisoned here like a hound.”
Outside the prison, a tornted soul mocked him. He was even toying with a mask in his hands — a mask that belonged to the White-Robed General.
However, it was now fiddling in the hands of a tornted soul.
Inside the prison, the White-Robed General remained silent. His long black hair fell over his shoulders and covered half of his face, making it hard to make out his true looks.
His energy was extrely weak as the innate ferocious qi within his body was constantly drained out. This process was not torturous, but it felt like an eternity. Sooner or later, his consciousness would be slowly sapped too.
It was just like a human who was sucked dry of his or her blood.
These innate ferocious qi were like his blood.
The White-Robed General was half-human and half-tornted-soul. Hence, to extract innate ferocious qi from his body was by no ans an easy thing to accomplish.
If it were any usual tornted soul, the ferocious qi inside them could be obtained by killing them, but things were different for him. The innate ferocious qi had already fused with his flesh as one, so killing him would not yield his innate ferocious qi at all.
One could only use this blood-sucking-like thod to draw out the innate ferocious qi inside him.
“Heh, judging by his look, I reckon he won’t last much longer. The great Daoist Sha is truly marvelous. Props to him for figuring out such a way to suck out his innate ferocious qi.” One of the tornted souls chuckled and said.
“Hey, so of the adventurers that I’ve killed in the past ntioned you. They said that you’re an army general from ancient tis. It must feel really good to have commanded a million-strength army. Why don’t you tell us so of your glorious tales?”
A tornted soul asked mockingly.
Despite these tornted souls poking fun at him, the White-Robed General did not respond to them. Instead, he remained half-knelt on the floor like a sculpture.
The tornted souls were already accustod to this. Many days have passed since he was captured here, and all this while he had been silent.
They were teasing their prisoner because they were bored. It felt especially fun for them when their target was the fad and prestigious White-Robed General of the Ancient Battlefield.
So people feel an inexplicable excitent to see a prestigious character fall from the height of their fa. It was especially convenient when they could humiliate their target whenever they pleased and not worry about him seeking vengeance on them.
Even for tornted souls, such an intolerable behavior was still hard to get rid of.
Creak…
Just then, the chains started to make so sounds.
The White-Robed General suddenly lifted his head and stared out of the dungeon. Under his black hair, there was suddenly a bizarre look in his eyes.
“Eh, he’s moving today.”
The tornted souls glanced into the prison at the White-Robed General in amazent.
Suddenly, footsteps were heard.
Two figures were slowly walking into the dungeon, and with these two’s arrival, the dark prison was suddenly plunged into pin-drop silence.
All the tornted souls stared at the two people, dumbfounded.
After all, this was the dungeon of the Blood Fury Palace, which belonged to one of the Ancient Battlefield’s Three Kings, the Blood Fury Sage Ruler.
How the heck did these two make it down there?!
“Ah, this darkness is really uncomfortable.”
Chu Kuangren snapped his finger once.
Several fla runes gathered and lit up the whole place.
“Who are you?!”
“Say it. How did you get down here?!”
The tornted souls all around the place quickly beca vigilant.
However, Chu Kuangren did not pay them any heed at all. He lifted his arm and produced several dozens of runic swords. In less than a minute, these dozen or more tornted souls were massacred until none of them was left.
“Senior, you look pretty desolate.”
Chu Kuangren walked to the front of the prison and left a snarky remark.
The White-Robed General smiled when he heard that. “I must say, I never thought you’d find this place so quickly. It seems that in the past few years, your growth has far exceeded my expectations. Right, where’s Blood Fury Sage Ruler?”
“Oh, he’s dead.”
Chu Kuangren said nonchalantly before he broke the prison open with his bare hands. He snapped loose the few chains that were restraining the White-Robed General.
Then, he looked toward the iron spikes on his back and exclaid, “There shouldn’t be an issue if I just pluck these thingies out directly, right?”
“No problem.”
Chu Kuangren imdiately used his mind power to pull out those iron spikes. Those spikes that were hinged onto his backbone earlier were dislodged just like that, making the White-Robed General wince and his lips twitch.
“You can still feel pain, Senior?”
“I may be a half-dead being, but I’m not completely dead yet.”
“Alright, then.”
It did not matter to Chu Kuangren anyway, and he kept that bottle which was filled to the brim with innate ferocious qi directly into his Yin and Yang Ring.
The White-Robed General stepped out of the prison feebly, picking up his mask from the ground and then put it back on.
anwhile, Chu Kuangren had finally taken a good look at his face. His appearance was quite gentle and elegant, nothing like a great general who conquered many barren dunes.
“Let’s go.”
Chu Kuangren nudged and brought him out of the dungeon.
Just a few monts after they left the place.
A large group of people returned to the place.
Among this group of people was one of the Ancient Battlefield’s Three Kings, Giant Tornted Sage Ruler.
The person that was leading the group was a teen in black armor. There was a delighted expression on his ferocious qi-filled face.
“We’ve finally collected enough innate ferocious qi. With this, I can now improve my Innate Ferocious Foundation to its maximum level. Once I’ve ascended into a Sage, my foundation level would be at least fifth-tier and above. I would be the Innate Ferocious Sage who’s most skillful in battle!” the black-armored teen, Daoist Sha, muttered.
“Hang on. Sothing’s not right.”
Suddenly, Giant Tornted Sage Ruler noted sothing amiss.
There were always nurous tornted souls here patrolling, but today, this place seed unusually quiet. “Where is everyone? Besides, why isn’t Blood Fury Sage Ruler out here to greet us yet? Quick, let’s go inside and have a look.”
Giant Tornted Sage Ruler hurried everyone into the palace.
Along their way, they did not co across a single tornted soul, and every corner of the palace was covered with traces of battle. An intense brawl had clearly happened here earlier.
Who was here?
Who had the capability of resisting the Blood Fury Sage Ruler to this extent?!
“Oh no!”
Sothing seed to have crossed the black-armored teen’s mind at that mont. With an abrupt change in expression, he rushed into a deeper part of the palace. He ca to the place where he had set up the altar only to find the place empty.
His face looked incensed, and his breathing pacified. He was so furious that his eyeballs almost popped out and he nearly coughed blood. “Find it!! Find my Innate Ferocious Altar!!”
Giant Tornted Sage Ruler and the rest of the crew hurried towards there.
“It’s not just the Innate Ferocious Altar. The White-Robed General has disappeared too. I don’t see Blood Fury Sage Ruler anywhere, so I think chances are slim that he’s still alive. As far as I know, none of the tornted souls in the Ancient Battlefield have such capabilities. Who the hell did this?!” Giant Tornted Sage Ruler questioned furiously.
“I don’t care who this person is. Since he has the audacity of touching my Innate Ferocious Altar, I’m going to break his body into a million pieces!!” The black-armored teen declared as he gritted hard on his teeth.
That Innate Ferocious Altar had taken him three years of effort to build. It contained innate ferocious qi that he had painstakingly gathered throughout these three years. It was a key to improving his foundation level and helping him beco a Sage!
Yet, soone had now taken it away!
This affected his foundation level and his Sagehood, so he could not bear this!
Three whole years!
Three god d*mn years!
He did not have three more years to prepare anymore. The race to Emperorship had beco tighter than ever. If he were to falter one step behind his competitors, he may never see the light of day in this race ever again!
“Now that Xiao Jingchen has beco a Sage, I cannot delay my progress any longer. I must hasten my route to becoming a Sage. I can’t lose the Innate Ferocious Altar. Send the word out that I want the whole Ancient Battlefield placed on lockdown! Find my altar!”
“Yes.”
With that order out, the entire Ancient Battlefield’s tornted souls who had gained their spiritual egos gathered in mass. They concentrated all their efforts on finding where Chu Kuangren and his little gang were.
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