King of Hundred Victories Saber

At the moment of life and death, Shi Feiyang sidestepped and dodged, the Sword Qi scraping past him, leaving a long slit on his clothes.

As the main mirror shattered, a deep claw mark flashed like lightning from the sky, instantly tearing apart the illusion within the mirror.

At the moment the mirror surface shattered, a scene hit the audience like a heavy hammer—Lu Fen City, the Governor of the Eastern Depot, was secretly negotiating with a Japanese Envoy. The two sat facing each other, their expressions full of intrigue, their eyes filled with undisclosed conspiracy, plotting an earth-shattering event that could overturn the Jianghu and shock the world. The appearance of this scene further complicated the situation, making it even more mysterious. The involvement of the forces behind was far beyond everyone’s previous imagination, like an invisible yet indestructible net encompassing them from all directions.

Everyone felt a chill rush from the soles of their feet straight up to their heavenly spirit, as if a pair of eyes hidden in the darkness were coldly watching them, and they seemed to be deeply trapped in a vortex of a vast conspiracy, unable to escape.

Having just escaped from the Mirror Palace filled with fear and bizarre illusions, carrying a persistent and urgent desire for the truth, they dared not pause for even a moment, tirelessly pursuing clues until they arrived at Suzhou Prefecture’s haunted prison.

This haunted prison was like a giant beast lurking in the darkness, exuding a terrifying aura.

As soon as they stepped into this eerie place, a strong and pungent intent to kill, accompanied by a bone-chilling cold, rushed in like a raging tide, instantly making their hair stand on end, stepping into a cursed, danger-laden dark world.

Upon entering the interior of the haunted prison, the dim light seemed like thick ink, permeating every inch of space, making it even more sinister and terrifying. The walls were covered with moss, and water dripped down, making crisp yet frightening sounds in the deathly silence.

The ground was wet, exuding a stench of decay, as if every step could sink into an endless dark swamp.

In this ink-like darkness, the walls were densely embedded with two hundred Thunder Fire Bombs.

These Thunder Fire Bombs were like dormant beasts about to awaken, exuding a chilling aura, ready to be triggered by an unknown force at any moment, unleashing an explosion powerful enough to destroy heaven and earth.

Upon closer inspection, the surface of the Thunder Fire Bombs seemed to retain some mysterious and ominous symbols, which flickered faintly in the dim light.

The symbols twisted and coiled, as if representing ancient evil forces, quietly whispering ancient evil curses, each symbol seemingly a pair of eyes hidden in the darkness, coldly watching everyone, adding more mystery and horror.

”What... what is this place?” Xie Wen, the ”Flying Eagle Detective,” said, his voice trembling, his usual composure gone, his eyes full of fear.

His body trembled slightly, and his fists clenched subconsciously, trying to give himself some strength.

Little Scholar Shi Xiong was even paler, his lips trembling, his voice almost crying: ”Grand Squad Leader, I’m scared...”

Before the words were finished, he darted forward and jumped onto Shi Feiyang’s back, tightly hugging Shi Feiyang’s neck, his legs clamped firmly around Shi Feiyang’s waist, cold sweat pouring off him, as if clutching the last straw for survival.

Witnessing this scene, Shi Feiyang’s heart tightened sharply, his heart seemingly gripped by an invisible, strong hand.

He knew the situation had reached a critical point, where even a moment of hesitation was unaffordable.

Immediately, he activated the Bright Jade Technique, his Inner Strength surged like a raging river, endlessly flowing crazily through his meridians.

He then unleashed a move of the Tathagata Divine Palm called ”Buddha’s Holy Lamp.”

Instantly, his body seemed surrounded by a faint golden light, akin to a sacred light from the heavens, carrying supreme majesty and compassion, dispelling the surrounding darkness and evil.

At the same time, his palm emitted a layer of soft yet fierce light, becoming increasingly dazzling under the formidable boost of the Bright Jade Technique, like the blazing sun lighting up the dark, gloomy haunted prison.

Where the light reached, the air seemed purified, the oppressive and suffocating atmosphere gradually dispersed, replaced by a calm and peaceful aura.

Powerful palm wind roared out, like a hurricane carrying the force to destroy heaven, with towering momentum, charging fiercely towards the Thunder Fire Bombs.

Where the palm wind passed, air was torn, making sharp whistling sounds.

The palm wind precisely extinguished the fuses of the Thunder Fire Bombs instantly, and at that moment, it seemed time stopped.

With the fuses extinguished, an imminent catastrophic crisis was finally successfully resolved. Shi Feiyang’s palm turned the tide, saving not only himself but everyone present, pulling them back from the brink of death.

After the crisis was resolved, Shi Feiyang forced himself to endure extreme exhaustion both physically and mentally, his legs heavy as if filled with lead, slowly walking to the prison guard’s corpse.

He squatted down, brows furrowed, and began to inspect carefully.

Every time he moved the corpse, he could feel the death-like aura rushing towards him.

When moving one of the corpses, he found a Blood Book of a distress call from the former officers of the Qi Family Army.