Super System in the Early Tang Dynasty

High above Luoyang, a dark figure silently leaped over rooftops and walls, finally plunging down from the ancient city wall, which was several meters high, and into a cave in a dark and quiet forest not far outside the city.

The cave was cold and dark, with only the firelight flickering in the cold wind.

Along the way, many of the henchmen and guards were killed by Li Xingzhi with throwing knives before they even understood what was happening.

As Li Xingzhi ventured deeper into the dark cave, he gradually heard faint wails, cries, and screams, like the wails of ghosts from hell!

Hearing the cries, he subtly moved, shifting like a ghost—

"Huh? Did you see anything float by?" The first guard, hiding in the cave, suspiciously surveyed the surroundings and asked the second guard.

"Are you seeing things?!" Guard B said impatiently. He didn't believe anyone could possibly get into this deep cave!

Deep inside the cave, carved out by human hands, lies a vast, interconnected hollow space. Rows of wooden fences divide the space into individual compartments, where many ragged, bloodstained prisoners wail and groan in agony. The prisoners are of all ages, from the elderly to the young.

Inside a large, hollowed-out space, a giant furnace still emitted a chilling, scorching red light. Inside, pieces of hot iron were burning red-hot, emitting mournful howls and ghostly cries as if they were being burned, like vengeful spirits haunting and demanding lives!

Beside the stove, a large man in gray clothes lay on a small table, snoring softly, sleeping peacefully, oblivious to the mournful wails of the ghosts around him!

Suddenly, an eerie silence descended upon the vast void!

The prisoners, still awake and weeping, stared wide-eyed in horror! They seemed to have witnessed the most bizarre thing in the world—

The once empty earthen cave suddenly had a person appear without any sound or warning!

The gray-clad man lying on the table seemed to sense something was wrong and was about to raise his head to look.

Suddenly, he shuddered, his throat made a gurgling sound, and his tongue stretched out, dripping a few drops of blood—for some unknown reason, a small, gleaming silver knife was stuck right in his throat!

Li Xingzhi has already searched several caves but hasn't found the martial arts school members. If this continues, they'll probably be discovered soon.

He ignored the glaring crowd in the wooden cell and asked coldly, "Are there any members of the Qiu Jun Martial Arts School here?"

A silence fell over the cave. Li Xingzhi turned to leave.

"We...we are all from the martial arts school..." a somewhat weak voice replied.

Li Xingzhi turned his head and looked towards the direction from which the sound came. There lay a thin, weak young man covered in dark red blood.

"Are you a member of the martial arts school? What proof do you have?" Li Xingzhi looked at the thin, sickly young man with suspicion.

"I..." The young man hesitated for a moment, and his pale face flushed with an unusual red. Suddenly, the veins on his hands bulged, and his fingers, which had been hanging limply, straightened up one by one, with bluish-black tips, shaped like the claws of a raptor, and grabbed at the earthen wall next to him.

A clear whistling sound reverberated through the air—poof!

On the compacted earthen wall, a row of five shallow scratch marks appeared.

With a single claw strike, the young man's already pale face became even more bloodless, turning yellowish, indicating he was nearing the end of his life.

Seeing that things were going badly, Li Xingzhi moved his hand, and a jade pill appeared, pulsating slightly—

The young man felt a slight movement between his lips, as if something squeezed into his mouth. A slightly bitter and sweet taste swirled on his tongue, instantly turning into a warm current that flowed down his throat, nourishing his entire body and internal organs. Finally, it transformed into a clear spring that lingered in his chest.

He suddenly felt a wave of comfort throughout his body, his dry mouth produced saliva, and the soreness and weakness in his five fingers were relieved considerably!

"A miracle drug!" the young man thought to himself.

"Brave warrior, what brings you here?"

"Who is Zhang Daniu to you?"

"He's my third martial uncle." The young man's expression suddenly became excited. "How is Uncle Zhang?"

"He's perfectly fine! He's the one who asked me to rescue you this time!"

The young man looked at the boy, who was a few years younger than him, with surprise and suspicion, his expression shifting constantly. Then, remembering the boy's strange appearance, he felt slightly relieved. "This place is heavily guarded. How will you, my benefactor, rescue us?"

"Heavily guarded?" Li Xingzhi chuckled slightly. "Don't worry, I have my own way!"

"Are those people yours?" Li Xingzhi asked.

"It's just them..." The young man looked somber, his worry undisguised. "However, I don't know where the women in the martial arts school are being held."

"Wait here, I'll be right back!" To the astonishment of the young man, a dark shadow flashed by, and the boy standing in front had vanished without a trace.

Li Xingzhi continued deeper into the area, and suddenly, at a fork in the road, he heard a woman's whimpering. When he walked to the source of the sound, he saw a burly man in gray clothes with a lewd grin on his face, tearing at the clothes of a woman on the ground, preparing to assault her!

The woman on the ground was crying and screaming when suddenly, the man she hated most spit out a mouthful of blood mist and collapsed right in front of her.

The woman, oblivious to Li Xingzhi still standing nearby, screamed and bit into the chest of the gray-clad man lying dead on the ground, tearing off a large chunk of flesh...

Li Xingzhi was shocked to see the seemingly crazed woman before him! He wondered what kind of hatred could drive such a frail woman to do such a thing! Amidst his sorrow, he also felt an indescribable pain and anger.

Looking at the woman who was gradually calming down, Li Xingzhi, remembering that he still had important matters to attend to, asked, "Do you know where those captured women are being held?"

Only then did the crazed woman notice the young man standing in front of her.

"who are you?"

"Your savior! Now you need to take me to where the women are being held!"

"Are you here to rescue people?"

"Ok!"

……

Li Xingzhi followed the woman around several corners and arrived at a larger, empty cave where many women were imprisoned.

"Are there any people from Qiu Jun Martial Arts School here?" Li Xingzhi asked loudly.

"Are you here to see someone from the martial arts school?" The woman standing in front of Li Xingzhi had a conflicted expression on her face, a mixture of surprise and sorrow.

"Are you from the martial arts school?"

"I'm not!"

Li Xingzhi suddenly felt uneasy. "Could it be that it's not here? Then I'll go look in other places."

"Everyone is here! The martial arts school members couldn't bear the humiliation and all committed suicide. Only we sisters are still struggling here!" The entire earthen cave was filled with grief, indignation, and a deathly aura of despair.

At that moment, a man in the back cell suddenly said, "Every now and then, someone will pick out some little girls and pretty women from here. Maybe the person you're looking for is there."

"Where were they taken?"

"do not know……"

At this moment, a faint commotion could be heard coming from inside the cave. Li Xingzhi dared not delay any longer. He took out his dark dagger from his waist and cut all the iron chains. "If you want to leave, go ahead. I'll take care of all those people along the way—" Before he finished speaking, he had already disappeared.

Along the way, Li Xingzhi was like a killing god from hell, slaughtering all the guards and armored soldiers who blocked his way as if they were grass!

The young man, who was still waiting in the prison, suddenly had a bright look in his eyes as he saw a figure appear in front of him.

He was stunned to see that the once calm and peaceful young man had become a murderous god covered in blood and exuding murderous intent. He was startled back to his senses by the sound of metal being cut.

The young man looked at the boy in front of him, who held a dark, gleaming dagger. It was like the scythe of death slicing through the air; with just a touch, the chains snapped.

"Come with me!" Li Xingzhi said, looking at the trembling, weak group of people. He took out a bottle of pills from his hand and handed it to the young man, saying, "Give these to them."

The few people captured in the martial arts school followed behind Li Xingzhi, who was running forward. They watched Li Xingzhi as a god of death! The groups of men in black blocking his way were powerless to fight back and were harvested one by one like straws!

When they reached the cave entrance, the cave was already filled with ghostly wails. Apart from the group of fellow prisoners, no one else had survived...