"Damn it! Kid, we’re done for!" Handsome Guy screamed.

He was slapped away by Zhan Ying and had no strength to get back up.

Zhan Ying’s long howl echoed, and the chaotic Demon Flame around him erupted from the broken flesh of the Monk from the Other Side. His aura soared to the extreme!

Lin Zifeng quickly climbed to his feet. That slap just now had thrown him off, disturbed by the Dead Dog. Otherwise, how could he have been so easily swatted away?

"Damn it!" Lin Zifeng raged.

The Heavenly Painting Halberd returned to his grasp.

"Swish!"

The war shadow of Jiuyou King swept across the air once more, transforming into black mist as it came to assassinate Lin Zifeng. The speed was so fast that Lin Zifeng had no chance to escape. Since escape was impossible, then fight! That was the only thought in Lin Zifeng’s mind right now.

"Whoosh!"

War Spear danced. Blood light pierced the sky. The momentum climbed higher and higher. As Jiuyou King approached in an instant, the Heavenly Painting Halberd in his hand soared forward to kill.

"Boom!"

Black misty hands within Jiuyou King’s war shadow seized the War Spear in Lin Zifeng’s hands.

"Roar!" Jiuyou King bellowed, "What can you do now?"

At this moment, Jiuyou King gripping his Heavenly Painting Halberd, if it was controlled, even the ultimate weapon was restrained, and Lin Zifeng would truly be unable to fight back against Jiuyou King.

"Damn it!"

Lin Zifeng struggled to retrieve the Heavenly Painting Halberd, but the halberd was firmly controlled by Jiuyou King’s war shadow, making it impossible to reclaim.

But then, an unusual eruption occurred. The Heavenly Painting Halberd seized by Jiuyou King glowed with a surge of blood light. Shocked, Jiuyou King saw dark light shoot skywards from the halberd. With a thunderous boom, Jiuyou King was sent flying back with a furious howl, an explosion of energy. Jiuyou King was violently blasted away.

"Swish!" Lin Zifeng without hesitation grasped the Heavenly Painting Halberd with both hands, sprinted forward, and with toe pointed ground launched upwards, wielding the War Spear to strike downwards.

"Die!"

Lin Zifeng shouted fiercely. The Heavenly Painting Halberd was infused with nearly all his Elemental Power, the Magic Bracelet wildly surging, only for this earth-shattering strike!

"Uh ah!!!"

Jiuyou King felt an enormous pressure rushing in, instantly sensing terror. After all, he wasn’t the original body. Merely a wisp of Residual Soul, frankly speaking, if this Residual Soul was killed, for someone of his caliber, it would be absolutely lethal damage!

"Boom!"

The Heavenly Painting Halberd fiercely slammed downwards. Jiuyou King struck with nearly his strongest resistance. But this blow made the world lose its color, shattering the entire space into collapse...

However... as Lin Zifeng emerged from the wave of energy.

"Zoom!"

A sinister ghostly light slashed through the spatial barrier, in the blink of an eye coming to assassinate Lin Zifeng.

"What!"

Lin Zifeng’s pupils widened in shock, never expecting Jiuyou King’s Residual Soul to still not be vanquished!

"Boom!"

He wanted to use the Heavenly Painting Halberd to resist, but the opponent’s ghostly light was too swift. With one hit, Lin Zifeng spat out reverse blood, his body heavily blasted away.

"Kid! You better not die!"

Handsome Guy was shocked, quickly rushing toward the direction Lin Zifeng was about to fall. Then, gritting his teeth, he used his large physique to catch the falling Lin Zifeng.

"Smash!"

Lin Zifeng crashed heavily onto Handsome Guy’s back, causing Handsome Guy immense pain.

"Damn it! Damn boy, can’t you consider this old man? You want to kill me with your fall?"

Handsome Guy groaned incessantly, cursing his misfortune.

But ghostly light swept in again, giving Lin Zifeng no chance to catch his breath.

"Damn! Kid, hurry up and come in, if you don’t, both our lives are over!"

Handsome Guy suddenly noticed Jiuyou King sweeping in once more, scared his ears stood up, roaring loudly. Lin Zifeng quickly jumped down, luckily his Sub-Saint breakthrough had Barrier protection. Otherwise, this would have been enough to end him.

"Roar!!!"

Suddenly! From deep within the Dark Prison, a deep and muffled roar sounded, akin to thunder rolling. Filling the entire space with that angry and unyielding roar.

Swish!

Yet, Jiuyou King opened dreadful five fingers to grab Lin Zifeng and Handsome Guy. It all seemed too late.

This space was the third layer of the Dark Prison. The size of the space was indescribable. In the dark, Lin Zifeng couldn’t discern which direction to escape.

Jiuyou King fiercely swept in, he and Handsome Guy almost resigned to death. But Jiuyou King’s stretched fingers remained unable to clutch them! This surprised Lin Zifeng greatly.

He opened his eyes to see a tall, majestic man behind Jiuyou King, gripping Jiuyou King’s foot with one hand, preventing him from advancing to seize Lin Zifeng.

"What’s going on!" Lin Zifeng’s heart jolted. He thought Jiuyou King’s fierce strike would certainly claim his life, but upon opening his eyes, everything seemed changed. While Handsome Guy was even more startled, his front teeth trembling.

Stammering he sputtered, "Holy, Holy War... Holy War Angel! The Holy War has appeared!"

"Uh ah!!!"

Jiuyou King roared furiously to the sky, yet despite how he tried to advance to capture Lin Zifeng, he couldn’t move.

Standing behind him was the Holy War, expressionless. The heroic face at times blurred, at others clear as ever. Between brows exceedingly righteous!

Upon seeing him, Lin Zifeng was dumbfounded. Unable to speak, not knowing what to say...

Silent tears streamed down from the corners of his eyes. For five years of journey! Five years! From a naive boy to a strong-willed, hot-blooded man. Throughout the journey, none knew the pain more than he.

During those five years. Everything was spent searching for his parents. Seeking the embrace that kept him from loneliness.

On countless occasions facing death, he gritted his teeth for the hope of his parents. That’s how he persisted. Even during his mercenary days. Dozens of times he struggled on the brink of life and death. He consumed human flesh. And drank his own blood.

Just to survive...

From the day he entered Zhonghai, enduring deadly fights in blackgangs, exploited by the CIA, then rising to Dragon Team, unifying Zhonghai. Now seeking justice from Yanjing’s Families. Everything surrounding his mind. Yet all he did was for his parents!

"Father!" His voice choking.

Recalling his childhood, the kind yet careless father. At that moment, for some reason, tears flowed unrestrainedly...

"Father! Do you remember me?" Lin Zifeng called, voice trembling with tears. Yet the Holy War standing there, eyes utterly blank. Barely acknowledging him.