Sun Chengfeng rolled his eyes and left after bowing deeply at Yun Yang.
Watching Sun Chengfeng's silhouette disappear at the entrance of the courtyard, Yun Yang was silent. Through his deific consciousness, Sun Chengfeng had left the door, picked up Lan Wuxin's token, packed his medical box, and left for the city gate.
"If we meet again in the future, I'll definitely return the favor. I won't ask you to acknowledge me as your ancestor for nothing," Yun Yang said quietly in his heart.
Yun Yang did not have a good impression of everyone in the Empire of Ziyou during his trip to the Empire of Ziyou this time; he wanted to kill them all. However, Sun Chengfeng was the only exception.
A pure healer, he was worthy of respect. Yun Yang had no choice but to make use of such a person by chance. Of course, Yun Yang would not be indifferent.
As the saying went, a prophecy came true. When both of them met again in the future, they would no longer be the same person, but Yun Yang would always remember the vow he had made today. He had given Sun Chengfeng many benefits and had sincerely called him Old Forefather many times. He had nothing to say when he was not capable, but when he was capable and had resources, he would naturally give benefits!
Then, Yun Yang followed Lan Wuxin, who was impatient from waiting but dared not show it on his face.
Along the way, Yun Yang could clearly feel that the atmosphere in Zilong City had undergone a drastic change from two days ago.
Previously, it had been jittery and panicky, but the people's daily lives were still the same. Although it was affected, it was not too severe. Now, there were almost no pedestrians on the streets as far as the eye could see.
Squads of armored soldiers could be seen shuttling back and forth. Countless experts armed with sabers and swords were patrolling slowly at every corner or even on the streets.
Waves of powerful deific consciousness rippled in the air.
It was as if there were no blind spots in the sky or on the ground.
Not to mention Supreme Cloud who had lost his manifestation powers, even Ling Xiaozui and Jun Moyan would not be able to enter Zilong City without being noticed!
A faint murderous aura had completely enveloped the entire Zilong City!
At this moment, Zilong City was like a huge barrel of dynamite. All it needed was a spark to ignite and cause a massive explosion!
Yun Yang's robes fluttered as he walked on the road while Lan Wuxin whipped his horse and galloped beside him.
Under the Old Forefather Yun Yang's restrained speed, Lan Wuxin's steed could barely keep up even if it sped at full speed. If it were not for him leading the way, Yun Yang would have long disappeared.
On both sides were bodyguard experts. They were divided into two teams and advanced rapidly!
In front of him was his destination, the Heavenly Prison of the Ministry of Justice.
Yun Yang could only feel the blood in his heart surging and boiling, unable to be suppressed. There was even a faint murderous intent gathering in his eyes!
Old Dugu!
I'm coming!
I'm here to save you and let you live a peaceful life. I'll be filial to you and let you enjoy the happiness of a family in your old age!
What Seventh Brother Blood Lord didn't have time to do, I'll do it for him. I'll do everything!
You have me for everything!
In front.
The chief official of the Ministry of Justice came out to greet them, but his face was pale.
Lan Wuxin whipped his horse over and dismounted. He staggered and almost fell. "How is it?"
The chief official of the Ministry of Justice looked pale. "That lord is still here. No one has come near. "
Lan Wuxin sighed as well and said, "Alright."
Walking to Yun Yang, he said with a pained expression, "Old Forefather, there's something unexpected that I didn't tell you before …"
Yun Yang frowned. "What accident? Why didn't you just say it? "
"It's actually one of the omissions you mentioned earlier. The Unrivaled Swordsman, Jun Moyan, is here." Lan Wuxin said with a pained expression, "Since the assassin damaged himself and became a living dead, Jun Moyan has suddenly arrived and has been guarding outside the prison, not allowing anyone to come near."
Yun Yang's gaze flickered. "Jun Moyan? He's actually defending the assassin here? Where does he stand? Has he forgotten about his homeland?! "
Elder Yun had just received all the help from his homeland and was filled with nostalgia for his homeland. He was also the oldest fellow in the family, so it was only right for him to say such a thing. However, Yun Yang's true thoughts were in a whirlwind of emotions.
He did not expect the variable, Jun Moyan, to be here. Would his existence alter his rescue plan and extend it to an unpredictable direction?
Jun Moyan was now the biggest accident, a variable that was completely out of his control. How could Yun Yang not be alarmed?
His rescue mission to Ziyou this time had been full of twists and turns. There were countless accidents and variables everywhere. Although Jun Moyan was a huge variable, Yun Yang was not overly alarmed. After all, he still had the Medallion of Gratitude with him. Could he use it when necessary? Perhaps, he could gain Jun Moyan's assistance and increase his chances of success?
What Yun Yang was most worried about was whether the Four Seasons Tower's master, Mr. Nian, would suddenly appear and target the only surviving member of the Nine Supremes. Was it not within reason for the Four Seasons Tower's master to personally hold the line?
Yun Yang's head was throbbing right now.
Seeing that Chancellor Lan had arrived with another person, the people who were waiting in front naturally opened up a path for them. The Board of Justice's doors that had not been opened for years opened wide and everyone entered one after another.
As all of them surged in, a strand of fierce sword qi suddenly surged out from within, and it came from all directions, causing all of them to feel that ghastly coldness.
As far as the eye could see, the source of the sword qi came from a small courtyard.
On the surface, it seemed that there were only five rooms in this small courtyard. However, there was another world below. There was an underground secret chamber, which was originally the expedient and secret torture place of the Ministry of Justice. Every important criminal had to be interrogated here first. After the verdict was passed, it was decided whether or not to send them to prison.
Now, the Board of Justice's men could not enter this small yard.
Not only the Board of Justice, everyone in the Empire of Ziyou, including His Majesty the emperor, could not enter either.
Other than the unconscious assassin who had been lying on the bed, there was another person here. It was this person who had turned this space into Ziyou's forbidden zone.
Jun Moyan!
One man and one sword, intimidating Ziyou!
A guard took a step forward and walked in front of the tightly shut courtyard door. He raised his voice and said, "Senior Jun, a godly doctor has arrived to treat the assassin inside. Please open the door and let the godly doctor in. If you delay, you will only delay the assassin's life."
Just as his words echoed, the sword intent in the air changed abruptly; the murderous intent intensified.
Everyone present who had a long sword by their waist clanged loudly without exception. It was the sudden change in the sword intent, triggering a reaction from all the swords in the world.
A cold voice spoke faintly, "Divine physician? What divine physician? Even the head of the Physician Genius Family, known as the unrivaled divine physician in the world, can't cure my brother. Who else in this world can surpass his medical skill? Or do you all have some conspiracy up your sleeves again? Do you really think that Jun Moyan won't dare kill you? "
Before the people outside could speak, the voice said coldly, "Fine, even if there's a conspiracy, it's just a sneaky trick. So what? I'd like to see who you've invited and what capabilities he has! He dares to claim that he can cure my old friend! "
Following these words, the tightly shut black door that was about two hundred feet away from the crowd suddenly opened slowly. This courtyard, this Ziyou forbidden zone, was finally revealed before the eyes of the public.
As far as the eye could see, there were five pitch-black houses on the other side. Even the trees inside, the tiles on the houses, the windows, and the steps were all black.
In his field of vision, it was like a huge black hole!
However, there was a patch of white amidst the darkness, blinding and blinding.
Right in the middle of the courtyard, in front of the door of the house in the middle, a man dressed in white sat cross-legged.
Other than a head of black hair that fluttered in the wind, his clothes were pure white.
In front of him was a table, and he was sitting behind it.
The table was black!
There was a sword rack on it, also black.
On this sword rack, a long sword was placed horizontally, glinting with a cold, indifferent gleam.
At first glance, this sword looked very ordinary; it was no different from the common and inferior swords sold in ordinary weapon manuals. It was just that the scabbard of this sword was red, and the blade of the sword was snow-white, so bright that it was unusual.
Although the sword was placed there casually, it seemed to be able to emit a kind of hazy glow automatically, blocking the dust in the air.
As for the man in white, he just sat there calmly behind the table. Not only was his sword spotless, but he was also spotless.
A gust of wind blew, his white robe and black hair billowed, but he remained motionless.
Although he knew that thousands of experts had gathered in front of him, he did not even lift his head; there was not even the slightest change in his gaze.
He did not even look at the people in front of him, his eyes only focused on the sword before him as he said faintly, "If you have the confidence to cure my friend, come in. However, you must remember that if you can't cure the patient, the healer will have to pay with his life! The Physician Genius Family has come with benevolent intentions. I can give you a way out, but others can't. Don't ask for trouble and only add to your regrets! "
An assistant minister from the Board of Justice beside Lan Wuxin said loudly, "Senior Jun, please don't forget that you're also from the Empire of Ziyou! Now that the country is in danger, everyone should be contributing to their country. This assassin is our enemy! You've done this … "
Jun Moyan, who was seated, did not move. He only looked up, his gaze cold.
A ray of sword light flashed.
The official who was shouting suddenly fell to the ground with a thud. There was a tiny hole on his forehead.
Blood spurted out of the wound like strands of hair, but he had already lost his life. He had breathed his last, and his soul had gone to the netherworld.
A man had been killed with just a glance.
The hearts of everyone present shook, and they felt a chill run down their spines.
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