Star Trace Gate

Initially, Little Bad King was reluctant to follow Zhao Haochen to the prison. For him, the less involved he was in the incident, the less likely he would be exposed. Therefore, staying out of the situation and being unaware of the inside story was the most ideal state.

But the commotion in the prison was far more intense than expected, and it was even more unclear what the storyteller had done. Considering that he might have to help the storyteller clean up his mess later, he thought that if he went over to take a look, he might be able to get some useful clues and information so that he could deal with the emergency more calmly later.

"Let's go, let's go to the Heavenly Prison together." After Zhao Haochen called out, he and Ren Ye left the tea room together.

Yesterday and today, Ren Ye stayed at the Zhao family longer than usual, but this was not surprising, because it was Mr. Zhao who took the initiative to invite him to stay for tea, rather than him forcing himself to stay.

Over the past two days, the relationship between the two had become much closer. Zhao Haochen even subtly pointed out that he knew Ren Ye had the Three Thousand Secret Treasures within him, and he also knew why his father asked him to read the classics for an hour every day: it was nothing more than "opening his abdomen to comprehend the various Dao rhymes of the Three Thousand Secret Treasures."

Therefore, he also showed a lot of sympathy for Ren, as well as guilt for being unable to change the current situation.

He even tactfully expressed his views on the Three Thousand Secret Treasures and gave Ren some advice and communication, but his words were restrained and not too blunt.

Ren Ye had long anticipated that Zhao Haochen would know the secret between him and his father. Since it was this Mr. Zhao who picked him up and dropped him off every day, it would be sheer nonsense to say he knew nothing about it.

He just felt that Mr. Zhao, who was kind-hearted by nature, was too enthusiastic towards others and talked a lot, much like an old woman with a long tongue.

The two of them walked out of the east courtyard together, and saw dozens of black-energy masters rising into the air and flying straight towards the sky prison.

Under normal circumstances, ordinary cultivators in this illusory village were not allowed to fly freely and had to walk wherever they went. However, given the urgency of the situation and the constant roar of the battle within the prison, an exception could naturally be made.

"go!"

After Zhao Haochen greeted Ren Ye, he surged with powerful spiritual energy and took off into the air.

Ren followed closely, rushing to the Heavenly Prison with him with trepidation.

As the two of them flew by at high speed, the sounds of the battle from the prison gradually faded, no longer as earth-shaking as they had just been. Strangely enough, the southern part of the village was now a crimson red. Thunder rumbled across the sky, and the aura of divine power was chaotic, surging like a storm. There was even a faint sense of the power of the Dao rising to its full potential...

It was obvious that a great war was going on there, and the number of people involved was huge and their levels were extremely high.

"brush!"

Ren Ye suddenly turned his head to look towards the southern sky, where he saw an endless crimson light intertwined with the darkness of eternal night, a scene of extraordinary grandeur. However, when he tried to perceive it, he found that the entire southern sky seemed to be shrouded in a hazy celestial mist, making it impossible to glimpse the specifics. He could only sense various incomparably vague Dharma images rising to the sky, towering above.

Is that place obscured by the Heavenly Dao? Forbidden from viewing?!

I... why do I feel like there's a surge of luck in the South Sky?! But this feeling doesn't feel real, as if... that luck is just a product of the Heavenly Dao?

What exactly happened there? Could it be that... the storyteller had fought his way south from the Heavenly Prison? But that didn't make sense. Even if they had, it wouldn't have made him feel like he was being obscured by the Heavenly Dao.

Ahead, Zhao Haochen, walking against the wind, saw Ren Ye hesitate, so he took the initiative to speak: "Don't worry about Nantian. Those are the Yin family members who have reached the end of Xuwang Village, forced a conquest route, and are fighting the powerful 'intruders' outside the village."

"what?!"

Ren was also stunned for a moment: "Such a big commotion?"

"They were able to forcibly confine countless masters of my Xuhuang Village in such a desolate place... Just how powerful can those intruders be?!" Zhao Haochen replied with a gloomy face. "They are a group of bandits. They have destroyed all the rules and order here, and they even claim to be the symbol of righteousness in the world... Haha, how despicable."

Ren didn't respond. He simply watched the earth-shattering scene unfolding in the south with lingering fear, thinking to himself, "Look at this. The Yin family is forcing their way through... Facing such a powerful intruder alone, perhaps in the end, not many will survive... No wonder everyone here says that while leaving home is fraught with danger, it's 'relatively' safe; while forcing a way through would inevitably lead to a desperate situation. No one would do such a thing unless they had absolutely no other choice."

Indeed, the Yin family was helpless, not without a choice. They could have pleaded with the four great families, passed the assessment competition, and obtained a place to leave their hometown, then wait for the road to leave to open and then leave in batches.

But psychologically, they couldn't swallow this humiliation. When the Yin family was oppressed by the Li family, the other three families didn't show up, nor did they help mediate. And after Yin Hong lost the alchemy duel, he also lost all his women, leading to their collective suicide in front of the Li family's palace...

This outcome undoubtedly brought utter disgrace upon the Yin family and disgrace upon the entire clan. They simply couldn't face continuing to live in this illusory village, leaving their descendants to be criticized. Therefore, they decided to relocate the entire clan, leaving no one behind.

They would not seek help from the four major families, and they would not even harbor hatred towards them. They just wanted to clear the way with the whole family fighting and leave as straight as possible.

From this point of view, the people of the Yin family are passionate and have the character and characteristics to rise from chaos and extremes. This is also the reason why their family spirit can be passed down.

Forge the sword with pride, dye the southern sky red with blood, gather all the ups and downs of the past, and then fight a bloody path for the next generation, stand back at that starting point, set out again, and walk again in this chaotic world.

Most of the Yin family's elders over 300 years old were above the long night sky, burning themselves to death and moving forward with the posture of Taoism.

Ren also came back to his senses when Zhao Haochen called him. He no longer tried to sense the various strange phenomena in the southern sky. He just tried his best to mobilize the power of the star source and rushed to the sky prison.

Although they flew at full speed, they realized before they arrived at the Heavenly Prison that the strange fighting scene there had disappeared, and only the lingering aura of divine magic was slowly dissipating.

it's over? !

Zhao Haochen was anxious and sped up again. Soon he flew into the front yard of the Sky Prison.

His clothes fluttered to the ground as he eagerly sensed the situation around him. Then he was stunned for a long time, extremely shocked.

Ren followed closely behind and also sensed the situation in the sky prison in the dark. His face suddenly turned pale and he was very confused.

The entire front yard of the Heavenly Prison had collapsed in the battle, the houses were reduced to fragments and powder, and the ground sank in several places, forming deep pits or collapsed entrances to the Death Prison.

There were at least a dozen corpses all around, emitting a strong, bloody odor of varying scents...

The Little Bad King sensed all this, his mind going blank. He screamed inwardly, "Storyteller, what the hell have you done?! Didn't we agree to escape as soon as we were free? Are you treating this place like a slaughterhouse, killing people left and right?!"

"You... aren't you trying to trick me?!"

"Wala, things are really going to change this time, something big is going to happen!"

"...!"

In Ren Ye's plan, the storyteller would kill people during his escape, but at most, he would use a sneak attack to forcibly kill two people. But now... he had actually killed more than a dozen people in the prison, and caused such a big commotion that everyone knew about it.

If this matter gets out, what will become of the four major families? And what will become of the prestige of the ancestral hall?!

This is the fucking equivalent of killing a bald donkey in front of the Great Dragon. It is extremely bad in nature, and the whole village will know about it before tomorrow morning... And often in cases of such extremely bad nature, there is only one iron rule - the case must be solved.

Ren could already imagine the extremely angry faces of the four major families when they held clan meetings.

Damn it, you are a cultural worker after all, how can you act like a reckless man and do things without considering the consequences? Even Lao Liu wouldn't do this! Idiot teammates, idiot teammates who can be put in a museum!

In front, Young Master Zhao, with a very gloomy expression, looked up at Qian Mei, who had just arrived, and asked anxiously, "Did someone escape from prison?! Did you recapture them?"

"Inmate No. 7...79, for some unknown reason, secretly broke through the seal and regained his spiritual power!" Qian Mei, severely injured and weak, replied with blood all over his abdomen. "He used a strange, mysterious illusion to deceive the twelve guards on duty, then sneaked into the center room and destroyed the statue of the great psychic master."

"Once we noticed him, we engaged him in a fierce battle... Although he wasn't at his peak, he was still incredibly powerful. Towards the end of our bloody battle, he suddenly sensed the chaotic aura of war erupting from the southern sky, and that area was shrouded in a strange mist. Then, using a teleportation technique that could shrink the earth to an inch, he escaped into the southern sky, and his presence completely vanished...!"

Young Master Zhao said in disbelief, "You thirty-two jailers, plus the formation spirit, and the masters from the other two prisons, actually allowed him to escape from here?!"

Qian Mei covered her abdomen and gritted her teeth, "It's me... I failed in my duty!"

"You will receive the most fair punishment from the ancestral hall!" Zhao Haochen showed an extremely angry expression and replied coldly.

"Boom boom boom...!"

Above the sky, powerful auras approached the Heavenly Prison. Hundreds of masters from the four families of Zhao, Qian, Sun and Li crossed the silent night and descended into the Heavenly Prison together.

Ren also looked up and saw a familiar figure. Behind that person were dozens of black energy masters. They were dressed in gorgeous clothes, looked elegant and refined, and were slightly fat.

He recognized him at a glance. This was the head of the Sun family who presided over the dispute between Li Yin yesterday. When he saw him before, he had shown a very kind smile.

Wan La, the head of the Sun family, one of the four great families, and the ruler of the Dharma Hall were all present. Given this situation... if the storyteller was caught again, he might not just be subjected to a simple death sacrifice; he'd probably be chopped into eight pieces, even like a small earthworm.

But what does this have to do with me? I am a righteous jailer. I have no sympathy for evil. I have never seen a storyteller before... The little bad king is already thinking about how to divide the responsibility and pass the buck.

……

Outside Xuwang Village, in a wilderness overgrown with weeds.

Li Xiaopang was bound by the soul thread, his eyes showing a timid look. His expression was both flattering and wise as he pleaded, "Senior, I have to say, your demeanor during the prison break was comparable to that of a banished immortal from the Nine Heavens. I truly admire you from the bottom of my heart...!"

No matter how stupid he was, he would not be unaware of the other party's identity at this moment, nor would he be unaware of his own situation.

The black-robed man in front of him was not a colleague in the Sky Prison at all, but a death row prisoner who had escaped from prison and killed more than a dozen jailers while fleeing.

If the theft of the guide talisman still had some room for maneuver, then helping the death row inmate escape and kill someone completely opened up the main storyline of "reincarnation." Even if the entire Li family pleaded for mercy, it would definitely be death, without a single exception.

Tonight, he not only appeared at the main crime scene, but also helped the escaped death row inmate and escaped together.

The prison escaped death row prisoner helped him return the dragon pillar; and when the other party was escaping, he also provided very important environmental information.