Upon seeing the huge character ‘Shang’, Jun Changxiao connected this—could this guy be the Great Shang Empire’s ancestor?

Later, hearing prisoners mention the Great Shang bloodline, his heart confirmed it, so when the opponent attacked, he pulled out the token Shang Youhen gave him.

As expected.

The seventh floor’s main criminal was precisely the Great Shang Empire’s founder, precisely the ancestor the disciple had once planned to spend money redeeming to eliminate the Dark Great Demon King!

Must say.

Indeed quite strong.

The very top tier among lower-tier Void-Breaking Realm.

But asking him to eliminate the evil spirit comparable to mid-tier Void-Breaking Realm was probably somewhat unrealistic.

Shang Youhen also had no choice but to gamble once.

Gambled correctly.

Under guard escort escaped Tianyuan Continent. Though failing to redeem his ancestor, in the starry sky encountered his life’s greatest benefactor.

His name was Gou Sheng!

“Sect Master Jun!”

The Shang family ancestor gratefully said again, “Many thanks for eradicating the scourge for my continent, sparing it from catastrophic annihilation!”

The token recorded in detail Tianyuan Continent being ravaged by the Dark Great Demon King. He now understood the complete truth.

Jun Changxiao said, “Shang Youhen is this seat’s disciple. Helping is naturally proper.”

This sanctimonious statement drew a round of disdain from the system.

True, eliminating the Dark Great Demon King, the host didn’t charge money, but making people join the sect, collecting ten million spirit stones—still have the face to spout off?

“Sect Master Jun at such a young age possesses such strength. My worthless descendant joining your sect could be considered his great fortune across three lifetimes.” The Shang family ancestor said.

This wasn’t mere courtesy, because from fighting evenly just now, he’d already gained recognition.

“Predecessor.”

Jun Changxiao then said earnestly, “I came to hell to rescue you.”

The Shang family ancestor’s expression immediately froze, then his expression grew solemn, “Sect Master Jun, the Nine-Layer Hell has the mortal universe’s strongest defensive system. Once entered, it’s impossible to leave again.”

Having been imprisoned a long time, he had deep understanding of the fortress defensive system. Unless spending money to redeem, one could gain brief freedom—jailbreak success probability was zero.

“Believe me.”

Jun Changxiao said earnestly, “It can be done!”

“This…”

The Shang family ancestor fell into brief silence, transmitting, “What does Sect Master Jun need me to do?”

Jun Changxiao’s expression grew serious, “I want to unite all prisoners and main criminals of the Nine-Layer Hell. When the time comes, I ask Shang predecessor to fully cooperate.”

He not only wanted to rescue the Nine Great Martial Emperors but also wanted to destroy this prison that plagiarized his creative concept, making it completely cease to exist.

Since coming!

To play, play big!

Besides, Star Fortress had no authorization from the upper realm—what kind of onion did it think it was, daring to determine crimes for mortal universe beings!

“Sect Master Jun!”

The Shang family ancestor seemed to understand his thinking, hurriedly saying, “The Nine-Layer Hell’s defensive system is extremely strong. Even uniting prisoners from all levels would be hard-pressed to break through.”

Not inflating others’ ambitions while deflating his own prestige—mainly understanding the fortress too well. Moreover, if jailbreak failed, would only bring greater charges.

“Shang predecessor needn’t worry about this.”

Jun Changxiao said earnestly, “Just mobilize the seventh floor hell prisoners to follow orders. Leave the rest to me.”

“…”

The Shang family ancestor fell into silence.

Jailbreak risks were truly too great—naturally difficult to decide without deep contemplation.

“Shang predecessor.”

Jun Changxiao said, “We cultivators—our fate is not heaven-determined.”

“What right does Star Fortress have to determine our crimes, what right to imprison us in jail!”

The Shang family ancestor understood this reasoning too, but in a world where martial might reigns supreme, others having absolute strength equaled grasping truth—this was extremely cruel reality!

“My fate is mine, not heaven’s!”

Jun Changxiao stood up, raising his head in fury, “Guilty or not guilty—they don’t get to decide!”

“Whoosh whoosh!”

His aura refusing to submit to heaven or earth was unprecedentedly intense!

The Shang family ancestor froze.

Vaguely, he seemed to see his younger self in Jun Changxiao—walking out from a border town, in turbulent times relying on his own strength and brothers’ assistance, ultimately fighting to create the Great Shang Empire.

Past memories flashed bit by bit through his consciousness sea.

The Shang family ancestor’s blood seemed to instantly ignite, purely because of that phrase—my fate is mine, not heaven’s.

People not going through a rebellious phase waste their youth.

Once upon a time, he too relied on fervent blood to single-handedly build the Shang family imperial dynasty, didn’t he?

Later, absorbed in cultivation, his mindset gradually became peaceful, but today, he was awakened by Jun Changxiao to the rebellious energy sealed long ago in his blood.

The Shang family ancestor clenched his fists, seeming to return to his young and vigorous self, “If Sect Master Jun wants to cause great havoc, I’ll stake these old bones to accompany you in risking it all!”

Imprisoned in this sunless, skyless prison.

Had enough!

This young man eliminated the Dark Great Demon King—why not follow him and gamble with life!

“Good!”

Jun Changxiao raised his head, “Cause great havoc in hell!”

System: “…”

My host, after putting on the Great Sage Set, his whole person became even more arrogant than before. Probably won’t rest until poking a huge hole in the sky!

…

Deep in the seventh floor hell stood several wooden stakes with three bedraggled prisoners bound to them.

That’s right.

They were three Martial Emperors from Xingyun Continent.

One called Jing Emperor, one called Luan Emperor, one called Shen Emperor.

All three emperors’ titles derived from their surnames. Because their entrance was too tragic, the author didn’t even bother mentioning names.

Alas.

Xingyun Continent’s supreme existences reduced to such circumstances—truly lamentable.

“Shang predecessor.”

Jun Changxiao cupped his fists, “I still need to go to the eighth floor hell. I’ll leave them in your care.”

The Shang family ancestor nodded, but before he entered the teleportation array, said, “Sect Master Jun, the main criminals imprisoned on the eighth and ninth floors have already reached mid-tier Void-Breaking Realm. You must face them carefully.”

“Mid-tier?”

Jun Changxiao shrugged, “Looks like I need to get serious.”

“Whoosh—”

Stepping to merge with the array, he then disappeared.

“My fate is mine, not heaven’s…” The Shang family ancestor recited once in his heart, a smile appearing on his aged face, “Haven’t felt this fired up in a long time.”

…

Tianyuan Continent.

Star Fortress’s warship hung in the firmament. The patrol envoy who’d once blocked the road said quite surprised, “The Dark Great Demon King was actually eliminated.”

His purpose in coming this time was to follow orders resolving the evil spirit harming the masses. Turned out the latter had already cooled off—truly somewhat unexpected.

“Whoosh!”

The patrol envoy stood at the ship’s bow, powerful aura emanating from his body, locking onto a martial artist currently rebuilding city walls in the ruined city, using domineering methods to forcibly extract memories from the consciousness sea.

Shortly.

Frowning, he said, “It’s that guy!”

The patrol envoy employed a martial technique capable of stealing others’ memories, from which he saw Jun Changxiao whom he’d once encountered in Star Fortress’s outer area.

“Resolving the Dark Great Demon King comparable to mid-tier Void-Breaking Realm, this person’s strength is extraordinary.” The patrol envoy said somewhat puzzled, “But why would he go to Star Fortress?”

“Forget it.”

“Better first report the situation here to the fortress.”

The patrol envoy drove the warship away from Tianyuan Continent. On the return journey, he sent back news of the Dark Great Demon King’s elimination through some special technique, and moreover, conveniently transmitted a portrait sketching Jun Changxiao’s appearance and characteristics.