Chapter 598: Holy Beast Lu Wu!

The entire Jiashan Prison was trembling.

It was not an ordinary vibration, but a tremor coming from deep underground that made people's souls quiver.

The walls of the Underground Death Dungeon split open, as if an invisible giant hand had torn them apart from the middle, the crack extending from the floor to the ceiling. The iron chains clanged and swayed, and the iron rack hanging Jiang Feng also shook, emitting creaking sounds.

Jiang Feng's awareness had already become very blurry.

His divine soul was torn apart into fragments under the Soul Melting Technique.

His eyes were half-open, half-closed, and the scene before him grew darker and blurrier.

Then, he saw something.

In the endless darkness, a beam of light exploded.

It was not ordinary light, but a silvery-white radiance crackling with arcs of electricity.

That radiance surged up from deep underground, illuminating the entire Underground Death Dungeon, illuminating the cracked walls, illuminating the fallen debris.

Within that light, a colossal creature was slowly rising.

Jiang Feng's eyes strained open a slit.

He saw that thing.

It was huge.

So huge it exceeded his imagination.

That thing emerged from the darkness, each step landing on the ground with a deep, muffled roar.

Its body was entwined with silvery-white lightning, those bolts snaking across its skin and emitting a sizzling sound.

With each step, the lightning exploded once, illuminating its eerie face.

It was a human face.

Its features were clear, its brows and eyes distinct, yet it exuded an indescribable majesty and ferocity.

Its eyes were vertical, pupils golden, like two lamps burning in the darkness.

Yet its body was that of a tiger, covered in thick fur, muscles knotted, brimming with power.

Its claws pressed into the ground, each nail as sharp as a knife, leaving deep gouges in the earth.

Most strange of all was its tail.

Nine tails.

Each was as thick as an iron whip, swaying behind it, the tips also entwined with lightning, crackling when they swung.

Jiang Feng stared at the thing, vaguely feeling a sense of familiarity.

That face, that figure, those lightning…

He felt as if he had seen it somewhere before.

Where was it?

His mind could no longer turn.

His memory was like a shattered mirror, fragments scattered on the ground, impossible to piece together.

He wanted to grasp that familiar shadow, but it grew farther and blurrier.

His eyelids grew heavier and heavier.

The scene before him began to warp, the outline of the colossal creature becoming blurry, the silvery-white lightning mixing with darkness into a chaotic blur of light and shadow.

Jiang Feng felt himself falling downward.

It was not his body falling, but his consciousness.

He plunged into endless darkness, feeling nothing.

He fell into a deep sleep.

But at this moment, Dongfang Jue's complexion had completely changed.

From the moment that colossal creature appeared, he felt a fear unlike anything he had ever known.

That fear did not come from the outside, but from deep within his soul.

His soul was trembling.

Not a metaphor, it was truly trembling.

Dongfang Jue had trained for decades, already having forged a Wu Zun Body, protected by Martial Path Will.

But at this moment, his Martial Path Will was as fragile as paper, shattering at the slightest touch of that power.

Dongfang Jue stared fixedly at the colossal creature, his pupils contracting violently.

He could sense that the power causing his fear emanated from this very thing.

No, not just this giant beast.

There was something else as well.

His gaze struggled upward, moving past the beast's head, past the coiling lightning, and landing on the beast's back.

Then he saw a person.

That person stood on the beast's back, hands behind his back, head lowered, looking at him.

Dongfang Jue could not make out that person's face.

Not that he couldn't see, but he dared not look.

He merely vaguely felt that the person had glanced at him—just a glance—and he felt as if a great mountain pressed down on him, his whole body about to be crushed.

Suddenly, a sound exploded in his ear.

The sound was not loud, yet it was like thunder detonating in his mind, shaking his eardrums painfully, shaking his divine soul unstable.

"Who allowed you to move him?"

Dongfang Jue's body jerked violently.

This person came for Jiang Feng!

A huge sense of absurdity welled up in Dongfang Jue's heart.

Who is this person in front of me?

This person can stand on the back of that terrifying beast, make him feel mortal fear with just a glance, and shatter his martial will like paper.

How could someone like this possibly be related to Jiang Feng?

Dongfang Jue couldn't figure it out.

He had no time to think.

Because he heard that person's voice.

That voice was very plain, as if speaking of a trivial matter.

"Lu Wu, swallow him."

As soon as the words fell, the giant beast moved.

Its nine tails rose simultaneously, the lightning coiled around its body instantly exploding, silver-white light illuminating the entire underground death dungeon.

Its mouth slowly opened, revealing two rows of stark white teeth, each as long as a dagger.

A terrifying suction surged from the beast's mouth.

That suction did not draw in air or objects, but acted directly on the soul.

Dongfang Jue felt his divine soul being seized by something and pulled outward.

That feeling was a hundred times more terrifying than the move he had just prepared to use against Jiang Feng; he didn't even have time to raise a thought of resistance before feeling himself already dead.

His body trembled, his consciousness blurred, his divine soul wailed.

He was going to die.

He would really die here.

At this moment he suddenly recalled……

Lu Wu, isn't that the legendary Kunlun Sacred Beast?

But that's supposed to be a legendary existence; how could it appear here?

The most crucial thing is, by what means can that man control Lu Wu?

Dongfang Jue very much wanted to know all this, but he also felt he had no chance,

At this very moment, a black shadow suddenly appeared behind Dongfang Jue.

The black shadow instantly wrapped around Dongfang Jue's body, enclosing him completely inside.

Immediately after, the black shadow shrank violently, vanishing together with Dongfang Jue into the air.

It directly tore through the void, disappearing without a trace.

The giant beast Lu Wu's mouth closed, and that terrifying suction dissipated along with it.

The thunder gradually subsided, and the silver-white light dimmed.

The underground death dungeon fell back into darkness.

The person standing on Lu Wu's back watched the direction the black shadow disappeared, the corners of his mouth slightly rising, revealing a faint smile.

"Old dog Dongfang..."

He shook his head, his tone carrying a hint of nonchalance.

"Forget it, out of respect for you, old dog, I'll spare this wretch's life."

His voice wasn't loud, yet it echoed for a long time in the spacious underground death dungeon.

After his words fell, he lightly leapt down from Lu Wu's back, landing in front of Jiang Feng.

Jiang Feng was bound by iron chains, iron hooks pierced through his Pipa bones, his whole body hung on an iron rack, covered in blood, his face deathly pale, having completely lost consciousness.

That person looked at Jiang Feng, his brows furrowing.

His eyes held something complex, plus a frustrated annoyance at wasted potential.

He reached out and flicked Jiang Feng's forehead.

"Giving you the Tai Xu Nourishing Spirit is utterly wasteful."

His voice wasn't loud, but the disdain in his tone was genuine.

"A disgrace to Kunlun."

He snorted coldly, raised his right hand, and a beam of light flew from his palm, landing on those iron chains.

The runes on the iron chains instantly shattered, those arm-thick iron chains breaking like noodles and clattering to the ground.

He then glanced at the two iron hooks that had pierced Jiang Feng's Pipa bones.

His finger lightly flicked, and the two iron hooks flew out from Jiang Feng's shoulders, trailing blood as they fell far away.

Jiang Feng's body lost its support and toppled forward.

That person reached out, caught him, and hoisted him onto his shoulder.

He glanced at the underground death dungeon, then lightly stomped his foot.

The rock beneath his feet instantly shattered, a huge crack appearing on the ground, with light surging in its depths.

Shouldering Jiang Feng, he leapt into that crack.

Lu Wu followed closely, its massive form gradually shrinking in the light, ultimately turning into a silver-white bolt of lightning that vanished into the depths of the crack.

Everything fell silent.

Then, the entire Jiashan Prison began to collapse……