Chapter 1278: The Act of Liberation

are with you. 。After a period of negotiations, I have established a cooperative relationship with the Necromancer race. 。Tomorrow, we will be holding a celebration to commemorate our collaboration......Grand Mansion……

Fang Yu narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at Honglian, saying, "You go back to the main house to see the situation. I'll go to the Town Jail."

"...Hmm." Crimson's face was serious as she nodded in agreement.

"Your injuries should be almost healed, right" Fang Yu asked again.

"I feel pretty good now." Red Lotus replied.

"That's all, you go to the big house to check the situation. If anything happens, contact me with your divine sense at any time, and I will arrive immediately." Fang Yu said.

"Good." Honglian replied.

Fang Yu raised his right hand and opened a portal.

This portal leads to location number 101 in Beidu.

"Go in," Fang Yu said.

Red Lotus didn't say much, and stepped into the portal.

After the portal closed, Fang Yu looked at Su Changge and asked, "Where is the exact location of the Town Jail"

"In the Tianlang District to the west of Beidu," Su Changge said, taking out a map of Beidu from his storage bag and pointing to the specific location.

Fang Yu glanced at it and then raised his right hand, opening another teleportation portal.

"Wait a minute."

Fang Yu was about to step into the teleportation portal when Su Changge suddenly spoke.

"What's wrong" Fang Yu asked, frowning.

"Big boss, you're back like a king… Are you really going out wearing only those tattered shorts It's not very elegant, is it" Su Changge scanned Fang Yu from head to toe and said with a strange expression.

Su Changge didn't say anything, and Fang Yu actually forgot that he only had a tattered pair of shorts left on his body.

Ever since the battle with the Dragon Eater, things have been like this.

"Do you have any spare clothes" Fang Yu asked.

"Yes! And it suits your style very well!"

Saying that, Su Changge took out a set of clothes from his storage pouch.

This is a set of black and gold robes, which look luxurious and sharp. It is completely different from Fang Yu's usual simple robe style.

This outfit, I only wear it to large gatherings to attract those female cultivators. Su Changge said.

Fang Yu didn't pay attention to the appearance of the clothes, as long as they could be worn.

But after putting on this set of clothes, he found it strangely familiar.

"Boss, did you see That's right, I modified it based on the unified clothing of the Wang family back then," Su Changge laughed. "How domineering the Wang family was back then! As long as they wore this outfit when they went out, their rate of return would be several times higher."

Since meeting Fang Yu, Su Changge's heart felt a lot lighter. The despair and sense of powerlessness that had filled his mind for the past six months completely vanished.

He knew that with Fang Yu there… things would be different.

The alien races that occupy various regions will sooner or later be dealt with by Fang Yu!

The clothes fit well enough. After Fang Yu put them on, he walked towards the teleportation gate.

"Why don't you just stay behind I see you still have some wounds." Fang Yu said to Su Changge beside him.

"It's fine, Boss. With more people, there are more eyes watching our backs," Su Changge said. "Besides... I've practiced several extremely powerful body techniques in the past year. Even if I can't win, I can run away. I definitely won't hold you back."

Seeing Su Changge say so, Fang Yu also stopped talking and stepped into the teleportation portal.

Su Changge followed closely behind and stepped into the teleportation portal together.

……

Within the depths of the Jail of Punishment.

Screams and groans continued to rise and fall incessantly.

Today, more than thirty top cultivators couldn't hold on any longer and surrendered to the Tianhu Clan, accepting the blood curse.

Only fifty cultivators remained, still struggling to hold on.

In the deepest cell, Murong Jian curled up on the ground, his body trembling uncontrollably.

He was not only pale, but his skin was pure white, with no trace of blood.

His eyes stared blankly ahead, devoid of focus, even somewhat scattered.

This is a sign that life is coming to an end.

Murong Jian, he can't hold on any longer.

The copper band around his neck didn't just inflict physical pain, it caused immense psychological torment as well.

In this dark and gloomy cell, the air is filled with screams and wails.

As each cultivator struggled to survive, they were acutely aware that no one could save them.

The Northern martial arts world has already fallen, and no force is strong enough to oppose the Skyhawk Clan.

The cultivators imprisoned in the Zhenyu Prison managed to persevere solely through their inner dignity and anger.

However, after all, humans are still human beings. Both in body and spirit, there are limits.

Struggling on... but unable to see the glimmer of hope.

This feeling of despair can drive a person insane.

Yuan Sanquan stared at Murong Jian, who was curled up motionless before him. His breaths grew heavier and his eyes turned bloodshot.

Then, he turned his gaze to the cell opposite him.

Just half an hour ago, the cultivator who was imprisoned in the cell opposite Yuan Sanquan and Murong Jian... died.

This old monk's name was Fu Jiujian, hailing from Daxilin and the Donglin Sect. He possessed the strength of the Yin-Yang Realm.

His luck is extremely bad.

A month before the battle on Xiaodong Mountain, the Tianhu clan had already found the gate of Donglin Sect.

However, Fu Jiuqian was not in the sect at the time.

After Donglinzong resisted the demands of the Tianhuazong, it was destroyed.

Fu Jiuxian heard the tragic news and rushed back to the sect, only to find the ground littered with corpses and blood within.

After that, Fu Jiuqian completely went insane.

In the Battle of Xiaodongshan, he single-handedly killed over thirty elite members of the Tianhun Clan, displaying overwhelming strength and an imposing aura.

However, physical strength is finite after all.

In the end, under the relentless onslaught of the enemy, Fu Jiuqian was severely wounded and lost his ability to resist.

Because he killed over thirty members of the Heaven Falcon Clan, he was considered a major crime by the Heaven Falcon Clan, just like Yuan Sanquan and his disciples... Imprisoned in the deepest cell and subjected to the most extreme torture.

Unlike other screaming cultivators.

From the moment he was thrown into the cell, Fu Jiutian had not uttered a single sound.

He sat slumped against the cell wall, his eyes closed, not a word escaping his lips.

Until an hour ago, he suddenly spoke.

He strained every muscle, shouting: "I can't do it anymore! I accept the Blood Pact! I submit!"

His shout immediately summoned the Skyhawk creatures in charge of guarding.

They stepped forward, first mocking Fu Jiuqian, then stamping on his cheek with their feet.

Fu Jiqian remained motionless.

After that, the two members of the Tianhun clan, as customary, first unfastened the copper collar around Fu Jiuqian's neck, then prepared to impose the bloodline curse upon him.

At that moment, Fu Jiutian suddenly erupted, using the last of his strength to launch a full-force attack at the two Sky Falcon Clan creatures before him.

However, after being imprisoned for so long and tortured for nearly a month, Fu Jiuqian was at his wit's end.

His last reserves of strength managed to only inflict minor injuries upon the two sky falcon beings.

And Fu Jiuqian... was torn to shreds on the spot by two enraged celestial hawk beings!

The whole process was witnessed by Yuan Sanquan, who was opposite.

He and Fu Jiuzhen's past relationship was average, they could only be considered nodding acquaintances.

But after taking action, Fu Jiuqian was caught by the enraged Tianhuazong creatures. In the moments before his death, he had a moment of eye contact with Yuan Sanquan across from him.

Fu Jiuqian's face remained impassive, but his eyes seemed to narrow slightly, a hint of both amusement and relief in their depths.

Yuan Sanquan thought, at this time, Fu Jiqian probably wasn't deliberately looking at him.

Perhaps, Fu Jiuqian was just remembering the East Lin Zong from before, those living lives... Perhaps, he was simply feeling relieved because he no longer had to suffer.

However, it was this last glance that touched Yuan Sanquan.

In order to save Murong Jian's life, he was originally planning to accept the blood curse of the Tianhu tribe.

He took the lead, and Murong Jian had no reason to refuse.

But after coming into contact with Fu Jiuqian's last gaze... he changed his mind.

Once he accepts the Bloodline Curse, he and Murong Jian will from then on only be able to serve as lapdogs under the Tianhu Clan, losing their basic dignity.

To serve as dogs for these monsters who slaughtered their own kind, what meaning is there in such a life

>Especially Murong Jian is so young, with exceptional cultivation talent... He absolutely cannot be lost here.

For an hour after Zifu Jiuqian was torn to shreds, Yuan Sanquan kept thinking of countermeasures.

By now, he has finally come up with the most effective method.

Yuan Sanquan raised his eyes and looked at Murong Jian curled up on the ground in the distance, his eyes flickering.front of him was just an illusion!As soon as this thought flashed through his mind, the scene before Fang Yu's eyes instantly changed.A corpse still lay at their feet, but its clothing, features, and...