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Chapter 238 - 239: The Imprisonment Dungeon

Chapter 238: Chapter 239: The Imprisonment Dungeon

Ye Wudao gripped the Beiwang Blade and with a single swing, dozens of people were sent flying, killed instantly.

Bang!

Bang!

In the blink of an eye, hundreds lay dead at Ye Wudao’s feet.

Yet wave after wave of enemies poured forth like an endless sea of people, impossible to kill them all!

Kyoto Train Station had turned into a battlefield of death.

Dark clouds screamed across the sky as the smell of blood spread over the station for several kilometers, the intense killing aura enough to suffocate!

Twenty thousand people rushed towards Ye Wudao like starving wolves, forming a beehive pattern in their attack!

One thousand!

Two thousand!

Three thousand!

Ye Wudao, in the midst of the crowd, was drenched in blood with thousands fallen at his feet, corpses scattered everywhere, blood flowing like rivers.

Bang!

Ye Wudao stabbed the blade into the ground, leaning on it, having reached the limit of his strength!

But those eyes, blood-red with a thirst for blood, were as terrifying as a demon king’s: no one dared to approach him within ten steps.

"This guy, he’s truly an uncontrollable beast!"

"One person has actually held out this long against twenty thousand, and even killed three thousand!"

"It’s too horrifying!" Everyone was deeply shocked by the strength Ye Wudao had shown.

At that moment, the heads of the three great clans exchanged glances and nodded at the same time; "Kill him!"

In an instant, three Feudal Lord Realm powerhouses charged at Ye Wudao.

Boom!

Ye Wudao’s body was severely injured, blown away and landing harshly on the ground.

"Pu!" Ye Wudao spat out blood, his face turning pale.

"Ye Wudao, you will surely die today!" Huangfu Lei and the other two stood before Ye Wudao, gazing down at him; "Out of respect for you as a strong opponent, do you have any last words to say?"

Although Ye Wudao was a terrifying enemy!

Through his strong charisma and peerless combat prowess, he had won the acknowledgment of Huangfu Lei and the others.

Such an opponent was worthy of respect!

"Cough, cough!" Ye Wudao continued to cough up blood, his eyes blurring as he looked at Huangfu Lei before him; "In my life, Ye Wudao has never been defeated, striving for the peak of Kunlun! To actually die at the hands of you jesters, haha, it’s utterly laughable!"

"Hmph, still so arrogant at the brink of death!" Huangfu Lei sneered; "It seems you have no last words to leave behind!"

The three exchanged glances, ready to strike together.

Just at that moment, the Dark King suddenly spoke; "Wait!"

Huangfu Lei and the others looked at the Dark King with puzzled faces.

The Dark King said with a serious look; "The Ministry of Martial Arts has just sent a top-secret message, not to kill Ye Wudao for now, we have another use for him!"

What?!

Huangfu Lei and the others were stunned, exclaiming; "Not kill him? If we miss this perfect opportunity today, it will be harder in the future?"

"Yes, how can we not kill such a terrifying beast and wait for him to break through to the Feudal Lord Realm before we do it?"

"Martial King, known for his decisive killings all his life, how could he possibly be so confused?"

All three were unable to comprehend, for to kill Ye Wudao, a freak of nature, nearly the whole force of the three great clans and the five major families had been deployed!

If he were to step into the Feudal Lord Realm!

Hisss!

The consequences were unimaginable!

"Shut up, who are you to talk about the Martial King behind his back?" the Dark King shouted angrily.

The trio looked utterly frightened!

"Take him to Kyoto’s dungeon, ensure he is strictly guarded!" ordered the Dark King.

"Yes!" Huangfu Lei and the others nodded.

...

The next day.

A convoy of several hundred heavily modified off-road vehicles slowly drove from Capital City into the deep mountains.

Soon, a young man in white, shackled from head to toe and with leg irons, was taken off a vehicle—remarkably, a massive solid iron ball weighing several tons was tied to his feet.

Although Ye Wudao was entirely bound, his gaze was resolute, his steps strong, and his posture as upright as a pine. His body straight as a sword, and his eyes were calm and undisturbed.

"Damn, isn’t this guy too composed?"

"Why does it feel like we are the criminals, and he is the one sending us to the dungeon?" Many of those guarding Ye Wudao were taken aback.

One of them sneered, "Hmph, Ye Wudao, you’ll soon reach the dungeon. You better lose that arrogant attitude!"

The dungeon?

Ye Wudao lifted his head, his gaze falling upon a giant prison in the distance, its fortress-like construction impenetrable as iron.

"Hmph, the dungeon is a heavy jail built by the Martial Department! It specifically detains all kinds of vicious felons, from Martial Artists driven mad, to bloodthirsty demons, billionaires with assets in the hundreds of billions, the kings of mercenaries... people like you are a dime a dozen in there!" someone mocked.

A smile curled at the corners of Ye Wudao’s mouth, "Interesting!"

He suddenly began to look forward to the dungeon.

Seeing Ye Wudao not only unafraid but also looking forward to it, many of his guards sneered, "A dead pig isn’t afraid of boiling water, but in hell, you will suffer for your sins!"

Soon, within the escort of a thousand people, Ye Wudao arrived at the dungeon.

In front of Ye Wudao was a burly man, handcuffed and burly.

"Li Dazhuang, you’ve been imprisoned on the first level of the dungeon. Next!"

Li Dazhuang, with a smirk on his face, teased Ye Wudao, "Look at that, a tender young pretty boy, still just a fledgling!"

"Name!" The dungeon staffer called out, not bothering to look up.

"Ye Wudao!"

"Age!"

"Twenty-three," answered Ye Wudao calmly.

"Convicted of what?"

"Murder," Ye Wudao said plainly.

Bang!

The dungeon staffer slammed the table and scolded, "A joke! Every villain in the dungeon has killed. Given how young you look, you couldn’t have killed many. Just like Li Dazhuang, get lost to the first level dungeon!"

Li Dazhuang laughed, "Kid, I’ve killed thirteen people. Call me big brother and I’ll look after you in the first level dungeon!"

A trace of disdain formed on the corner of Ye Wudao’s mouth.

Just then, hundreds of fully armed jailers appeared in the prison, led by a burly middle-aged man with an air of authority.

"My God, what a big show!" Li Dazhuang’s mouth hung open, witnessing such a scene for the first time.

"Deputy Warden!" The staffer greeted him obsequiously.

"Who is Ye Wudao?" the Deputy Warden asked coldly.

"Your grandfather I!" Ye Wudao responded indifferently.

"Bring him! Take him to the fifth level of the dungeon and guard him strictly, without error!" ordered the Deputy Warden.

What?

The fifth level of the dungeon?

Not just Li Dazhuang, but even the staffer was stunned!

"Deputy Warden, are you mistaken? How can this young man be imprisoned on the fifth level of the dungeon?" the staffer asked, puzzled.

Li Dazhuang murmured, "Brother, what exactly did you do?"

"Merely killed a few beasts, that’s all," Ye Wudao said nonchalantly.

"Deputy Warden, look, this kid only killed a few people. How could he possibly be imprisoned on the fifth level of the dungeon, known as hell?" the staffer smiled.

Slap!

The Deputy Warden slapped him across the face, sneering, "Killed a few people? This kid didn’t kill just three, nor three hundred, but freakin’ three thousand last night. You can’t even finish off three thousand pigs in one night!"

Boom!

Killing three thousand people!

The staffer’s face turned pale, his lips purple, and his mind was as blank as if hammered!

Li Dazhuang, on the other hand, was even more exaggerated. His body shook uncontrollably, and frightened, he sat down hard on the ground, wailing, "Whoa, big brother, no, great uncle, I was blind not to recognize Mt. Tai. Please don’t kill me!"