Upon hearing the frantic report, the warden paused, slowly stood up, and asked, "Who did this?"
All the prisoners in the jail had their cultivation sealed, and every three days someone he arranged would check on them.
The last check did not reveal any problems.
This sudden riot should not be an accident. Was it caused by Jun Wuyai or Jun Lin?
"I...I don't know."
The disciple who came to report quickly shook his head.
He had no idea who was responsible; he was just there to report the incident. Once the warden arrived to quell the unrest, he would have the chance to escape.
"Um."
The warden didn't say much, just responded and left.
At this moment, on the ground floor of the Wudao Holy Land prison, no fewer than a hundred martial artists were gathered, led by the two old men, the Black and White Venerables.
That's right, the martial artists on the ground floor were also released by them.
Although these martial artists' cultivation levels are all below the Supreme Realm, they still have the right to choose freely.
Besides... if they want to break through, someone has to be cannon fodder, right?
Just as the Black and White Duo led a group of martial artists out of the prison, the warden suddenly appeared in front of them.
"go back."
The warden remained indifferent, revealing his peak seventh-level supreme cultivation, which caused everyone to back down.
But soon, they remembered that they also had a Seventh-Rank Supreme on their side!
And there were two of them!
Two against one, the advantage is in my hands!
Unlike those blindly confident individuals, the Black and White Venerables were extremely nervous at this moment.
They are indeed seventh-level supreme beings, but there are still differences between those at the same level.
Moreover, the two of them were only at the late stage of the seventh level of supreme beings, and they had been imprisoned for so long that their condition had not fully recovered.
A direct confrontation at the main gate, while unlikely to result in defeat, would not be an easy way to beat the warden either.
The two Venerables, one in black and one in white, exchanged a glance, both understanding each other's thoughts.
Avoid war!
If we fight the warden, wouldn't that just let those people behind us benefit?
Their goal is to escape the wicked holy land themselves, not to help others escape. How can they put the cart before the horse!
escape!
Just as the two were preparing to set off.
Junlin also rushed out of the prison and went straight to the warden, smiling slightly, "Why be so aggressive?"
The warden glanced at Junlin and asked, "Did you do this?"
"right."
Junlin nodded generously, directly acknowledging his good deed.
"They can't escape; you're harming them."
The warden's gaze remained fixed on Junlin, seemingly ignoring the Black and White Duo and the others entirely.
Seeing this, the Black and White Venerables thought it was a great opportunity and immediately set off, rushing out in an instant.
The warden did not react to this.
Instead, their gazes shifted to the hundreds of martial artists who had been abandoned by the Black and White Duo.
Among them are quite a few supreme beings.
But at this moment, these supreme beings were somewhat dumbfounded. The leader they had chosen to lead them to freedom had actually deserted and abandoned them.
Not only them, but even King's Landing had not anticipated this situation.
Aren't these two old men righteous cultivators?!
"Go back!"
The warden looked at the crowd, his tone growing even colder.
The group was already feeling depressed after being abandoned by the Black and White Lords. Upon hearing the warden's words, some of the more fearless individuals couldn't bear it any longer.
He immediately retorted angrily, "You think we'll just go back because you tell us to? Who do you think you are!"
The warden remained unfazed upon hearing this, but instead located the person who had uttered the words in the crowd and punished them.
The intense power of the Dark Laws dragged the man who had confronted the warden into the shadows, his fate unknown.
Seeing this scene.
Many people were terrified on the spot. Those martial artists whose cultivation hadn't even reached the half-step Supreme Realm had completely sobered up and silently retreated back to the prison.
As the saying goes, all those below the highest authority are but ants.
This is neither something they should get involved in, nor something they have the ability to get involved in. They should just go back and lie down.
In contrast, most Supreme Realm warriors did not choose to back down.
Once imprisoned, they had no hope of survival. Now that they have finally escaped, who would want to go back?
Rather than eking out a living in this prison until the end of my life, I'd rather seize this opportunity and fight to the death!
They are the supreme beings!
They also have their own pride!
In an instant, the crowd was agitated, and the supreme beings gathered here reached a consensus without any leader.
Charge out!
Faced with the Supreme Realm warriors swarming in all directions like a bee, the warden frowned slightly and snorted coldly, "Hmph! Trying to escape?"
He didn't intervene earlier because both Black and White Venerables were seventh-level Supremes, making them difficult to stop.
It can be handed over to those senior elders.
But the remaining Supreme beings are only at the sixth level of cultivation. What makes them think they can escape from under his nose?
The warden slightly opened his right hand, and a chain appeared in his hand, one end of which was connected to a scythe.
Whoosh!
With a flick of the warden's wrist, the scythe flew out and instantly arrived beside a first-stage Supreme Martial Artist who was on the run.
The warrior chosen by the warden immediately widened his eyes, not daring to be negligent in the slightest, and unleashed his full cultivation without reservation, causing terrifying power of law to surge.
Pfft!
The scythe sliced through the power of the laws as easily as cutting tofu, and also slashed through the body of this first-stage martial artist.
Even his soul was pulled by the chains and dragged back to the warden's side.
All of this was accomplished in the blink of an eye.
Looking at the soul being dragged back, Jun Lin's eye twitched. "What the hell, Warden of Soul Chains? Do you even have a lantern specifically for storing souls?"
"A lantern? A place to store souls?"
The warden frowned slightly, not quite understanding Junlin's words.
But now is not the time to worry about that; he needs to bring back the other escapees as well.
This thought came to mind.
The warden swung the chain in his hand, and in an instant, the chain split in two, then in four... In the blink of an eye, a total of thirty-two chains appeared around the warden.
bad!
Seeing this, Junlin knew things were going badly; he had underestimated the warden's power!
A seventh-level Supreme expert is terrifyingly powerful!
But it's harmless!
Junlin charged straight at the warden and shouted, "Gentlemen! March toward freedom! I'll cover your retreat. Remember, mere demonic scoundrels cannot break the backbone of righteous cultivators like us!"
The words fell.
To everyone's astonishment, a massive wave of crimson light suddenly erupted from Jun Lin's body, and thousands upon thousands of spirit swords emerged and exploded, hindering the chains' advance.
then.
King's Landing charged toward the warden, ending in a spectacular explosion!
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