King of Hundred Victories Saber

Shi Feiyang stood to the side, his expression seemingly shrouded in a layer of frost, heavy enough to make one gasp for air.

His gaze was as deep as an abyss, interwoven with worry and determination.

At this moment, he knew all too well that the situation was critical, the lives of the heroes were hanging by a thread about to snap. He contemplated silently, if he were alone, with his profound power, utilizing the highest level of the ”Bright Jade Technique”—the ”Limitless Asura,” the seemingly impregnable iron-barred cage before him was nothing more than decaying wood.

All it would take is to circulate his divine skill, and a dense and warm jade-colored light would envelop him, a light that seemed solid, containing an unmatched, world-shattering Inner Strength, sure to shatter this cage into countless fragments.

However, he could not act rashly. The space within the cage was limited, and should he unleash this wild force in such a cramped place, like a runaway horse, it would be uncontrollable, potentially injuring the brothers and sisters by his side.

Thinking of this, Shi Feiyang clenched his fist tightly, veins popping on his arm like writhing little snakes, his heart tormented with struggle and balance, his eyes revealing deep helplessness, akin to a trapped beast in a quagmire, possessing power but nowhere to unleash it.

The Central Army Commander Kang Fusheng, Commander of the Imperial Guard Xiang Yushan, and Assistant Chief of the Imperial Guard Lv Yuan, the three top experts of the capital, stood outside the cage, their faces brimming with smug smiles.

Those smiles were twisted and hideous, as if belonging to evil spirits from Hell.

Their laughter was sharp and piercing, like night owls crying in a silent graveyard, echoing through the dark and eerie Celestial Prison, making one’s hair stand on end. Kang Fusheng laughed so hard he rocked back and forth, the fat on his face quivering intensely, reminiscent of a greedy fat pig.

He pointed at the heroes inside the cage, laughing hysterically, ”Hahaha, this is great. We’ve finally captured all these reckless bandits of the Heroic Sakura Association! No matter how capable they are, today they’re nothing but turtles trapped in a jar in our hands!”

Xiang Yushan slightly raised the corners of his mouth in a cold smile, echoing, ”Hmph, these Jianghu scoundrels dare oppose the Imperial Court? It’s sheer overconfidence and utter stupidity. Today is their death sentence; they will pay a painful price for their arrogance!”

Lv Yuan, arms crossed, his eyes glinting like a cold serpent, said triumphantly, ”Having achieved such a great success, His Holiness will undoubtedly reward us heavily, with glory and wealth just around the corner!”

The three took turns speaking, their arrogance making it seem as though fame and fortune were already in their grasp, dangling before their eyes.

Lie Quan’s anger blazed inside him like a fierce fire, growing ever more intense, threatening to engulf his entire being.

His eyes were blood-red, like burning fireballs, staring intensely at the iron bars of the cage, wishing with his gaze alone to sear a gaping hole through them.

Suddenly, he roared mightily, a sound like a great bell that shook the surrounding air.

He raised the ”Heaven and Earth Saber” high, wielding the weight of a thousand jun, brandishing all his anger as he swung fiercely at the iron bars.

The blade sliced through the air, emitting a ”whoosh” as if attempting to cut through all worldly constraints and obstacles in one strike.

However, the bars were as thick as a bowl, extremely hard, forged of steel, indestructible. With a loud ”clang,” it resounded like a great bell, echoing in the Celestial Prison, sparks flying and resembling fireworks bursting yet bearing endless despair.

Lie Quan felt a sharp pain in his arm, as if struck by a heavy hammer, his grip splitting, with crimson blood trickling down the saber’s hilt, staining the cold ground, blossoming like a flower of blood.

Yet his spirit of defiance forbade retreat; he gritted his teeth, his facial muscles twisted with effort, raising the saber once more to strike, his eyes filled with stubbornness.

Kang Fusheng stood outside the cage, a cruel smile on his face, reminiscent of winter frost, exuding bone-chilling coldness, making one shiver uncontrollably. He slightly raised his hand, it seemed like Death’s scythe wavering in the air. His eyes flashed resolve, as if the emissary from Hell had proclaimed the sentence of death, uttering a few cold words, ”Flood the Celestial Prison, drown these reckless fools!”

His voice was low and icy, reverberating in the dark and damp Celestial Prison, carrying an indomitable authority.

Outside the Celestial Prison, the soldiers, like well-trained killing machines, swiftly sprang into action. They skillfully operated the mechanism, followed by ”creak, creak” sounds, like demons grinding their teeth in the dark, causing a tingling sensation on the scalp.

Then, the sluice at the top of the Celestial Prison slowly opened, a torrent of water gushed down like a roaring beast, with an overwhelming force, surging toward the trapped heroes of the Heroic Sakura.

The water rose rapidly, akin to a swelling mountain flood, quickly reaching the ankles of everyone present.

The icy water carried with it a penetrating chill, like countless icy needles, swiftly seeping into everyone’s garments, causing them to shiver.

Shi Feiyang furrowed his brows tightly, his brows seemingly caught in the grip of an invisible hand, forming a deep ”川” shape.

His eyes were like cold stars in the winter night, resolute and unwavering despite the dire situation.

He quickly scanned his surroundings, his gaze sharp and urgent, not missing any corner, seeking a glimmer of hope, a way to lead everyone out of danger in this desperate situation.