Jun Changxiao was angry.
Because the main criminal of the sixth layer of Hell was humiliating the word “handsome,” and as an absolute leading figure among the handsome crowd, insulting that word was insulting himself!
Abuse!
He must abuse him!
Jun Changxiao hadn’t wantonly released his emotions in a long time. This surprised the System, which sighed: “When a narcissistic person meets an even more narcissistic person, it’s destined to be a fierce battle!”
This outcome—the Wine Devil had already guessed it.
“Boom!”
Suddenly, a deafening boom rang out. One could see Jun Changxiao who had flown over flying back, then retreating wildly for dozens of steps before finally stabilizing himself.
The prisoners below the stone platform who had been divided into several formations had now gathered together.
Their palms behind them rested on the backs of their companions in front, continuously channeling spiritual energy into them, until those positioned at the front combined forces to condense a solid defensive barrier.
“The defense is very strong.” The System said.
“……”
Jun Changxiao’s face became ugly, and he forcibly suppressed the blood that had been churned up by the backlash and was roiling.
The number of prisoners in the sixth layer of Hell wasn’t too many—just two or three thousand—but their overall strength was much higher than the first layer of Hell. Especially that row standing in front of the barrier—at least thirty Martial Saint Great Perfection cultivators!
This kind of high-realm lineup that was extremely rare even in Xingyun Continent and on plane battlefields had now appeared in the Starry Sky Fortress prison, truly giving one the feeling that Martial Saints walked everywhere and Martial Emperors were as common as dogs.
Of course.
Lower-rank Void Breakers were relatively rare.
From entering the prison all the way to breaking into the sixth layer, Jun Changxiao had only encountered a few main criminals and the Spirit Emperor who possessed this level of cultivation.
On the contrary, there were quite a few Void Breakers in the Fortress City.
Even the garrison general responsible for opening the gate was not inferior to the effeminate man.
Very normal.
The Nine Layers Hell imprisoned so many prisoners.
If the Fortress side didn’t have absolute power to suppress them, they would have escaped long ago. How could it have stood in the starry sky for so many years?
They even permitted convicted martial artists to bring their personal treasures and equipment into the prison.
As for prisoners colluding?
Not to mention that each layer of Hell only allowed going down but not up—even if they really united, the System’s first theft attempt ending in failure proved how strong the prison’s defensive system was.
“Little brat.”
A middle-aged man said coldly: “If you want to watch our Young Master’s performance, you should stand quietly in place.”
“How dare an ugly freak approach our Young Master—who gave you that audacity?” a martial artist said with cold eyes.
“Exactly!”
“Our Young Master possesses peerless beauty and is admired by tens of thousands. Not just any trash can casually approach and defile him!”
“This kind of person doesn’t deserve to watch our Young Master’s performance!”
The martial artists clamored, their eyes filled with hatred and anger toward Jun Changxiao.
Especially calling him “our Young Master” over and over, their tone and eyes unlike master and servant but extremely similar to fans worshipping an idol.
“Shh!”
The main criminal made a silencing gesture.
The prisoners immediately stopped discussing, their eyes brimming with intense worship.
“……”
Jun Changxiao’s mouth twitched.
The prisoners of the sixth layer of Hell were different from other prisoners—like a group of deeply addicted, hopelessly obsessed fan club.
Moreover, from just now instantly forming a powerful defensive barrier to block his attack, they had clearly received professional training!
“Little brat.”
The main criminal spoke: “Not only are you ugly, but your temper is quite violent too.”
Damn!
The anger flashing in Jun Changxiao’s eyes intensified.
Being called ugly by an effeminate man protected by thousands of brainless prisoners—this was simply the ultimate humiliation!
“Swish!”
Jun Changxiao charged over again. The Tyrannical Heaven Spear was also summoned, with various spiritual energies gathering at the spear tip, immediately forming power that shook space!
“Whoosh whoosh whoosh!”
Torrential spiritual energy howled forth. Enveloped by the spear tip, it seemed to transform into a furious giant dragon that would shatter the nine heavens.
The main criminal lightly brushed his black hair and said gently: “Change formation.”
This gesture and tone nearly caused Jun Changxiao to lose control of his spiritual energy and collapse on the spot. He roared in fury: “You damned fool, you’re disgusting me to death!”
“How dare he curse our Young Master—his crimes are unforgivable!”
“We must let him know what price must be paid for insulting our Young Master!”
“Swish swish swish!”
In an instant, hundreds of prisoners below the platform moved positions with mysterious footwork, then continued to place their palms on the backs of their companions in front, gathering energy together.
“Buzz!”
The defensive barrier positioned in front received even stronger power reinforcement, immediately radiating dazzling light like a solid fortress!
“Boom——”
In the blink of an eye, Jun Changxiao’s spear tip carrying endless fury had already bombarded it. One could see spiritual energy ripples spreading at a speed barely visible to the naked eye.
“Thump thump thump!”
Jun Changxiao was knocked back dozens of steps. Only when the spear tip pressed against the back did he barely manage to stop. Pain transmitted from his right hand gripping the spear shaft.
“This should be a formation similar to the Four Quarters Heaven and Earth Formation, gathering all power together. For the host to break it might be a bit tricky.” The System said.
It didn’t speak too definitively, fearing being immediately slapped in the face.
For an auxiliary system to reach this point was truly remarkable.
“Little brat.”
The main criminal stood on the platform posturing: “With my deeply beloved supporters here, you’d better not waste your energy.”
“Deeply beloved supporters?”
Upon hearing these words, the prisoners seemed to have been injected with adrenaline, becoming abnormally excited. Some even nearly screamed on the spot.
When a person worships another person to an extreme degree, even that person’s every word and action will drive them to absolute madness, even causing them to lose their own rationality. This is commonly called… terminal case with no hope.
The thousands of prisoners present had all collectively fallen into madness—they conformed to one of the major symptoms of “terminal case with no hope.”
“Really a bunch of idiots!”
Jun Changxiao gripped the Tyrannical Heaven Spear tightly, which was then enveloped in flames. With a whoosh, he charged forward, fiercely ramming into the defensive barrier set up by the prisoners’ combined forces.
“Boom——”
A massive explosion rang out. The surrounding temperature became unbearably scorching with the eruption of flames!
When the flames had completely dissipated, Jun Changxiao’s Tyrannical Heaven Spear point pressed against the flowing light barrier, and Cuihua wrapped around the spear tip was eating voraciously with large bites.
“This is…”
The main criminal frowned: “A Space-Time Worm?”
“Bang!”
Just then, the barrier positioned in front that seemed indestructible suddenly shattered!
Jun Changxiao seemed to have used Flash, charging forward with spear in hand. In slow motion, one could see scorching flames pressing over like ocean waves, sweeping aside the prisoners who had fallen into madness in all directions.
“Whoosh——”
Flames erupted, like light, like lightning!
“Thump!”
“Thump!”
After the scorching air wave howled past, thousands of prisoners all unlocked new postures as they scattered around. Their bodies were all severely burned by flames, and they rolled around on the ground in pain.
“Ahhh!”
“Ahhhhhh——”
Agonized screams rang out endlessly.
However, a strange scene occurred.
Although the faces of all prisoners burned by the Fire Soul power were extremely twisted, their eyes gradually became clear, as if receiving some kind of liberation.
“I understand!”
The System realized: “The prisoners have been controlled by some kind of power!”
“Whoosh whoosh!”
Jun Changxiao paid no attention, because at this moment he was positioned sideways, the Tyrannical Heaven Spear tip pressed against the main criminal’s forehead. His voice was ice-cold: “How do you want to die?”
If paired with upward-floating hair, standing on Wind-Fire Wheels, wearing Universe Rings and Sky-Mixing Silk, he could really cosplay as Nezha.
The main criminal remained unmoved, his lips curving into a smile. Then his knees bent, slowly kneeling before Jun Changxiao. He said solemnly: “Bro, I was wrong!”
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