My whole clan is a master, I have become invincible by investing in my clan members

Jiang Yan's eyes lit up: "With this magic weapon, we can rescue Ji Xiuping without alerting anyone outside."

Jiang Ming smiled slightly and activated the jade pendant.

I saw the jade pendant flashing slightly.

Then, the surrounding air seemed to twist instantly, and an invisible barrier quietly expanded, covering the entire dungeon.

"Let's go."

After Jiang Ming finished speaking, he walked into the dungeon first.

Seeing this, Jiang Yan and Ji Ling'er immediately followed.

..........

Inside the dungeon.

The guards of the Heavenly Man Realm were sitting cross-legged in meditation, and five Yuanshen Realm cultivators were scattered around, with tense expressions, alertly guarding the movements around them.

However, at this moment, they all felt a strange fluctuation at the same time, as if the surrounding atmosphere was blocked by some force.

"what happened?"

A cultivator in the Yuanshen realm frowned. His perception was suddenly cut off, and he suddenly felt uneasy.

He whispered warily, "Our perception range has been blocked."

The Heaven Realm guard suddenly opened his eyes, his expression darkening: "Something's happening outside!"

After saying this, he immediately prepared to get up and investigate.

However, before he could move, a dangerous aura came towards him like a tide.

His pupils suddenly shrank, but before he could react, Jiang Ming and Jiang Yan appeared in front of him like ghosts.

"What--"

Before he could finish his words, the spear in Jiang Ming's hand was already approaching the throat of the Tianren realm guard like lightning.

The tip of the gun carried infinite murderous intent, locking onto his life and death.

At the same time, Jiang Yan swung out with a palm, accompanied by the surge of imperial flames, making the opponent's soul suddenly feel a strong threat, as if it would be burned to ashes in the next moment.

"Don't move!" Jiang Ming shouted coldly, his spear trembling slightly, flashing with cold light.

The guard at the Heavenly Man Realm was covered in cold sweat, his heart was beating rapidly, and he was frozen in place.

He instinctively knew that if he was not careful, he would surely die.

The imperial flame emanating from Jiang Yan's hand was like the fire of divine punishment, hanging above his soul and making him dare not act rashly.

"You..." The guard in the Heavenly Realm spoke in horror, wanting to say something.

But at this moment, Jiang Ming suddenly mobilized the power of Zhenwu Qijing and quickly blocked the opponent's Yuanli, making him completely unable to move.

The guards in the Heavenly Realm turned pale and didn't dare to move.

Behind him, the five Yuanshen realm cultivators reacted, but their speed was far slower than Jiang Ming and Jiang Yan.

The spear in Jiang Ming's hand was as fast as lightning, and the sharp spear light sealed their energy as accurately as autumn wind sweeping away fallen leaves.

Jiang Yan skillfully used the secret sealing technique to completely confine them in place!

In just a few moments, all six guards in the dungeon were subdued.

"Who are you...?"

A guard at the Spirit Realm spoke in a trembling voice, his voice shaking with fear.

Jiang Yan said calmly, "It doesn't matter who we are. What matters is that your lives tonight depend on whether you know the situation."

Jiang Ming's spear was still hanging in front of the throat of the Heavenly Realm guard, trembling slightly, with a suffocating sense of oppression.

He did not continue to exert pressure, but slightly suppressed his murderous intent, thinking in his heart: "Although these people are the Red Emperor's subordinates, the Red Flame Dynasty has nominally submitted to Cang Ling."

"If we kill people indiscriminately now, we will lose the prestige of the Cang Ling Dynasty. As long as the Red Emperor and Prince Shun fall, they will naturally be used by Cang Ling."

Jiang Yan was also thinking.

The situation in the Chiyan Dynasty has gradually gotten out of control. Excessive killing will only deepen the conflict. The most important thing at the moment is to stabilize the situation and find Ji Xiuping first.

At this moment, Ji Linger walked into the dungeon from behind.

The six guards were already panicked, and when they saw Ji Linger, they were even more shocked and confused.

"Eighth Princess! Your Highness?"

A Yuanshen cultivator exclaimed, his eyes full of confusion.

"Why are you with them?"

As the eighth princess of the Chiyan Dynasty, Ji Ling'er had already married Emperor Cang and became the third queen of the Cangling Dynasty.

He should be staying in the Cang Ling Imperial Capital now. How could he have broken into the dungeon of the Chi Yan Imperial Palace with these attackers?

"Wait, Cang Ling..."

"Could it be that these people are from Cang Ling?"

The other guard was shocked.

But then, new doubts came to my mind.

His Majesty never revealed to them any of his dealings with Cang Ling.

So they still couldn't understand why Cang Ling's people suddenly broke into the dungeon. Aren't they all in the same group?

At this moment, Jiang Yan and Jiang Ming had no interest in explaining too much.

Jiang Ming glanced coldly at the six subdued guards: "You'd better behave yourself and don't act rashly, otherwise you will bear the consequences."

The guards fell silent.

Although they were full of doubts, they had already realized that the water here was much deeper than they had imagined.

The situation is out of control and we can only wait and see how it develops.

Afterwards, Ji Linger took Jiang Yan and Jiang Ming deep into the dungeon.

The atmosphere around became increasingly depressing.

The three of them walked forward in silence.

The sound of footsteps echoed in the damp and dim cell, as if every step weighed heavily on everyone's heart.

Finally, they arrived at Ji Xiuping's cell.

Ji Ling'er reached out and pushed open the heavy iron door.

The room was dim, and the air was filled with the smell of dampness and decay.

In the corner, a thin figure was chained tightly to the wall.

Ji Xiuping's hair was messy, his clothes were tattered, and he was covered in dust.

His originally handsome face looked pale and haggard.

He hung his head, as if he had lost all life.

"Second brother!"

When Ji Ling'er saw this scene, her eyes instantly turned red and her heart was filled with uncontrollable grief.

Ji Xiuping heard the familiar call and slowly raised his head, his eyes full of confusion.

His vision was blurred in the gloom.

It was not until he saw the figure standing in front of him that his eyes gradually regained some focus.

"Eighth sister...is that you?"

"Am I...am I dreaming?"

Ji Xiuping's voice was hoarse and weak, as if he couldn't believe his eyes.

Ji Linger hurried forward and held Ji Xiuping's hand, tears almost uncontrollably streaming down her face. "This isn't a dream, second brother! I'm here to save you! You'll definitely make it out alive."

Ji Xiuping chuckled bitterly, his eyes hollow and tired. "I... was useless... I couldn't stop Father... from doing this... I couldn't protect you at all."

His words were full of self-blame and regret, as if the pressure in his heart had crushed him and he had lost all hope.

Seeing her brother in such pain, Ji Ling'er felt like her heart was being cut by a knife.

She held back her tears, untied the chains on Ji Xiuping's hands, and whispered comfortingly: "Don't worry, second brother."

"We are here. Father will never make the same mistake again."

Ji Xiuping smiled without comment.

Then he said, "Eighth sister, I really thought that I would never see you again in this life."

Ji Ling'er could no longer control her tears, and they silently rolled down her cheeks.

She held Ji Xiuping's hand tightly and said with a sob, "No, we will take you away from here."