"Uh...!" Chu Feng was utterly speechless.

My father's attitude changes as easily as turning the pages of a book; in such a short time, he's already treating them as property.

Although four of them self-destructed, there are still thirty-one S-rank monsters remaining.

For Chu Feng, who possesses the mask of divinity, there is no shortage of demons.

"From today onwards, you have a new identity and a new name!"

"Ashert, from now on you will be Shadow One."

"And you are arranged in order as Blood One, Blood Two, Blood Three, Corpse One, Corpse Two..."

Chu Feng gave them new names.

The names of the monsters are too hard to remember, there are more than thirty of them, it's troublesome and a waste of brain cells.

"Yes! Thank you, Master, for bestowing a name upon us!" they shouted in unison.

Several monsters self-destructed, but they didn't seem to think anything was wrong.

In contrast, fulfilling one's master's orders is the highest honor.

Chu Daoxuan was completely bewildered at this moment.

The son's methods were so bizarre; he controlled monsters, elevated them, and then turned each monster into a loyal dog.

He had never seen it before.

That's utterly unbelievable.

The matter was resolved perfectly, and Chu Daoxuan looked at Jiang Cheng.

Eight years have passed, and I'm finally back! A strange sense of emotion welled up in my eyes.

The prison guards began clearing out the surrounding monsters, but many still managed to escape.

However, they didn't give chase, since they were just some trash monsters.

It's no longer important.

"Enter the city!" Chu Daoxuan and Chu Feng headed towards Jiangcheng.

Behind them stood 100,000 prison guards.

In an instant, with great momentum, they advanced towards Jiangcheng.

At this time, Jiangcheng was still peaceful and tranquil, and they were completely unaware that the world had changed.

The gates of Jiangcheng were wide open, and Xia Yuanji did not close them when he left.

Only a few D-rank sergeants guarded the area.

As the Chu father and son entered the city, an aura of killing intent emanated from them.

The prison guards made no attempt to conceal their presence, following behind and entering the city in an orderly fashion.

"Does this count as me returning home in glory?" Chu Mo looked around at everything.

The soldiers who watched, the large number of civilians, and the envious eyes of the crowd.

The difference in treatment between when he was wanted a few days ago and when he was treated like this is like heaven and earth.

Jiangshan Residential Area.

Liu Ying paced back and forth in the room, looking very anxious, her little hands clenched tightly.

His brows furrowed with worry, his eyes frequently darted to the window, and he kept muttering a prayer.

She received the message today.

All of Jiangcheng's top experts gathered, led by Xia Yuanji, and several thousand experts went out of the city to besiege Chu Feng.

"I hope he's safe and sound!" Liu Ying prayed incessantly, her delicate body trembling.

"Give up! You have SSS-level talent, don't waste your energy on unnecessary things!"

The female faculty member spoke up to offer advice.

Over the past few days, the group has been trying to persuade her to understand that the two of them are from completely different worlds.

Liu Ying didn't speak, and didn't even look up at them.

She was well aware of what these people were thinking.

Everyone goes to great lengths to be good to her, entirely because they admire her talent.

They all hoped to be able to study at their college.

"You don't need to pray anymore. The Zheng family of Shencheng has sent five S-level experts to capture you. Even if your little boyfriend has great abilities, he won't be able to escape!"

In an instant, Liu Ying's face turned deathly pale.

This statement was like the last straw that broke the camel's back.

"No!"

Tears streamed down her face, and in an instant, she was crying her heart out, her face streaked with tears, utterly heartbroken.

"Sigh! You shouldn't have told her!" the female professor said helplessly.

“A short pain is worse than a long one. He’ll get over this. I’m doing this for his own good!” the male professor retorted.

A moment later, Liuying stopped crying. Her gaze turned to the window.

"The Zheng family of Shencheng! I will not let any of them get away with this."

Her heart was filled with a strange hatred.

"You've gone too far astray! You must understand, that's the Zheng family of the Divine City, the guardian deities of humanity. Even with your SSS-level talent, you can't..."

The male professor felt it necessary to tell her the seriousness of the situation, so she wouldn't get too involved.

However, at that moment, powerful auras appeared in Jiangcheng.

"What's going on?" The group quickly exchanged glances and looked through the glass toward the west of the city.

An endless line of soldiers clad in black armor entered the city.

The aura of A-rank soared into the sky, and the number of S-rank powerhouses, numbering in the thousands, rose straight into the clouds.

A wave of demigod-like pressure enveloped Jiangcheng.

In that instant, they felt an overwhelming sense of suffocation.

The overwhelming sense of oppression made them tremble with fear.

They were all academicians from the Divine City, and they were all worldly people.

However, at this moment, I only felt a chill run down my spine.

"Look at that battle flag in the middle!"

The Chu-character battle flag fluttered in the wind, displaying the team's designation.

"The town, the town's prison guards!"

......

The Chu Residence.

One hundred thousand prison guards surrounded dozens of streets in the surrounding area, making them completely impassable.

Inside the courtyard, Chu Daoxuan stood at the door, his hand trembling as he opened the door.

The room was extremely messy, with no furniture left, only the memorial tablet standing in the center.

"Susu, I'm back!" Chu Daoxuan's eyes were a little red.

Light an incense stick and stick it on top!

At this moment, he was like a warrior who had removed his armor, becoming just like an ordinary person, without the slightest hint of murderous intent.

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