The Black Lotus Reborn: The Entire Sect Kneels and Begs for My Forgiveness

Chapter 405 Her Achilles' Heel (Part 2)

She knew all too well that this Crimson Flame Princess acted recklessly because of her status, and that Long San and Long Si were now in her hands, and their situation was likely to be dire.

Long Jia looked cautious, leaned slightly closer to Ye Yunong, lowered his voice, and his tone was full of worry.

"Boss, things aren't looking good. That Crown Princess may seem weak, but she actually has unfathomable power behind her."

And then there's the Third Prince. This time, she brought a massive entourage, packed with Nascent Soul stage experts, and I've even heard that there's a super strong expert at the Mahayana stage in charge.

We must be extremely careful during this rescue; the slightest mistake could mean the end for us all.

After being captured, Long Jia appeared obedient and submissive on the surface, but in reality, his eyes were never idle, secretly getting a rough idea of ​​the other party's strength.

Ye Yunong listened to Long Jia's report with a cold expression and nodded slightly.

"Dragon Armor, you've improved quite a bit."

She knew in her heart that the matter had reached an extremely critical juncture, and she had to plan carefully. If she was not careful, not only would she fail to rescue the people, but her own side would also be in dire straits.

Moreover, there's the Heavenly Dragon Dynasty ahead...

Right now, the most urgent task is to rescue Long San and Long Si.

Fortunately, Long Yi and Long Er had a telepathic connection with Long San and Long Si, which was like a lamp lit for them in the darkness.

Under the cover of darkness, the group moved stealthily through the vast military camp like ghosts.

The military camp was heavily guarded, with patrols of soldiers coming one after another, and the slightest carelessness could expose their whereabouts.

However, relying on Ye Yunong's chaotic energy, the group skillfully evaded the patrol team time and time again.

Fifteen minutes later, they finally found Long San and Long Si behind a hidden tent.

But when Ye Yunong saw Long San and Long Si, her heart clenched and her pupils darkened.

The two little ones were curled up in a small ball, their tiny bodies trembling slightly in the darkness.

Ye Yunong knew their temperament all too well. They were stubborn and fearless. Even if the sky were to fall, they would still be cheerful and carefree. She had never seen them so disheveled before.

At this moment, the two little ones, bound by the fire snake chains, had no color in their faces, as if covered with a layer of frost, and their once bright eyes were now dull and lifeless.

Their bodies were covered in mottled bloodstains, and the wounds were shocking to behold. The fire serpent was flicking its tongue, greedily devouring their flesh. Wisps of smoke rose from the wounds, and a nauseating smell of burning filled the air.

"Dragon Three, Dragon Four."

Ye Yunong and Long Jia hurriedly stepped forward and carefully picked up the two little ones.

Dragon Armor stared solemnly at the constantly twisting fire serpent chains.

"What a vicious method, this is the Fire Serpent Chains."

He paused, his voice tinged with apprehension, and then recounted in detail the terrifying nature of the chains to Ye Yunong.

These fire serpent chains are made from the soul of a thousand-year-old fire serpent. Once locked in, the fire serpent will feed on the flesh and blood of the locked person until they are tortured to death, which is extremely cruel.

“Princess Crimson Flame! And Emperor Crimson Flame, they are truly a father and daughter with hearts of snakes and scorpions.”

Ye Yunong held Long San and Long Si's icy hands tightly, her eyes uncontrollably reddening slightly, her voice filled with anger and heartache.

These four little ones are the treasures she obtained during her most difficult, isolated, and helpless times.

Although they are not human, their profound spirituality always dispels her gloom and brings her endless laughter when she is filled with sorrow, becoming the warmest comfort in her heart.

But now, the scene before her eyes was like a sharp blade, piercing straight into her heart.

Ye Yunong sighed softly, her sigh filled with helplessness and sorrow.

Just then, a flash of light appeared on Long San and Long Si's bodies. It was their last bit of demonic power struggling helplessly, but in the end, they could not withstand the erosion of the fire serpent chains and turned into two charred pieces of paper, which floated down lightly.

"The female boss..."

Looking at Ye Yunong, whose head was bowed and whose body was trembling slightly, Long Jia felt a pang of sadness in his heart.

He opened his mouth, but didn't know how to comfort her, so he could only mumble a call.

"I want them to pay for their crimes in blood."

Ye Yunong suddenly raised her head, her eyes deep and cold, burning with a fierce fire of revenge.

She slowly stood up, every movement carrying a resolute air, her appearance like a volcano about to erupt, suppressing endless rage.

"Boss, don't act rashly."

Seeing this, Long Jia hurriedly stepped forward, his face full of worry, and whispered a reminder.

"We have far too few men. Charging forward like this would be like throwing an egg against a rock."

"Why don't we return to the Heavenly Dragon Dynasty first, discuss this further, and then find a way to avenge Long San and Long Si? What do you think?"

He spoke very softly, afraid of further provoking Ye Yunong's anger.

"Don't worry, I've already made plans."

A cold smile appeared on Ye Yunong's lips, a smile that was chilling.

"Leaving now would be too easy on Princess Crimson Flame and her gang."

No matter the cost, she was determined to present the other party with a "grand gift," making them deeply regret their actions.

Ye Yunong said no more, turned around and strode out of the military camp.

She stood tall and straight, the moonlight elongating her shadow, both lonely and powerful.

The first light of dawn gently fell upon the tent. As usual, Prince Mieji was sitting cross-legged in meditation, his aura calm and steady, as if he were one with the tranquility of the early morning.

Suddenly, he shuddered, a strange chill rising up his spine, as if a pair of cold eyes were staring intently at him.

He suddenly opened his eyes.

Upon seeing this, he froze instantly, his eyes filled with disbelief—his master stood quietly before him.

"Master!"

Prince Mieji exclaimed in surprise, his voice a mixture of joy and doubt.

The crown prince was overjoyed; his previously calm eyes instantly shone like stars, and his joy was palpable.

He instinctively reached out to bow to Ye Yunong, his movements hurried yet filled with reverence.

He couldn't help but marvel inwardly. As expected of his master, his ability to appear and disappear without a trace was truly admirable.

It should be noted that there are several experts at the Mahayana Realm stationed in the military camp this time, and the surrounding area is heavily guarded, with patrolling guards coming and going like a tide.

Yet my master was able to appear here silently without alerting anyone; his strength is absolutely unfathomable.

The prince became increasingly certain that the master he had chosen was absolutely worthwhile.

"Your Highness, there is no need for such formalities."

Just as the Crown Prince was about to perform his salute, Ye Yunong remained calm. She waved her hand and spoke in a composed tone.