Chapter 88: Chaos Rises in the Upper Realm, The Prisoners' Tide Returns

The moment the Heavenly Patrol Prison burst open, an alarm bell unheard of in a hundred years rang out in the Sky Patrol Hall of the Upper Realm.

Dong—

Dong—

Dong—

The bell sound spread across the Golden Sea.

Countless officials, Heavenly Soldiers, and immortal servants looked up, faces full of disbelief.

The Heavenly Patrol Prison has rebelled?

That prison, which held rebellious disciples from the Lower Realm and was personally suppressed by the Sky Patrol Hall, was actually torn open by a group of cripples?

The prison gate exploded.

Lao Chai rushed to the front.

He had no weapon, so he wrapped the broken chains around his fist and smashed a Golden Armor Heavenly Soldier charging at him with a single punch.

"Hahaha! Haven't fought in three hundred years, my hands are itching to death!"

The Broken Sword old man picked up a Heavenly Soldier's sword, didn't even look, and slashed casually.

The sword light was not even one ten-thousandth of its peak, yet it was still sharp enough to make Heavenly Soldiers tremble with fear.

The old scholar in the tattered Confucian robe snatched a scroll of Heavenly Soldier Order Flags, used it as a brush, and wrote the character "Retreat" in the air.

Dozens of Heavenly Soldiers were actually driven back by the righteous intent within that character.

The Wu Clan woman bit her finger, drew an Ancient Wu Pattern on the ground, and prolonged the lives of the weak prisoners.

Jiang Che walked in the middle.

He held chains in his hand.

With every step, a prisoner was set down.

"Wake up."

"The Human Realm still exists."

"Come back with me."

Some prisoners opened their eyes, tears streaming down their faces.

Some could no longer speak, and could only grab the hem of Jiang Che's clothes.

Some had Heart Fire too weak; they woke for an instant, then completely dispersed.

Before they dispersed, hearing that the Human Realm still existed, their faces actually bore smiles.

Jiang Che's habit of having Lin Xiaoman write the roster now felt like a knife stabbing his heart.

No one here recorded them.

No one knew their names.

But Jiang Che remembered.

He would remember as many as he could.

The Heavenly Patrol Envoys led a crowd chasing after them, furious beyond measure.

"Block the Golden Sea!"

"Let none escape!"

Heavenly Soldiers from the Sky Patrol Hall surged forward like a tide.

Jiang Che and the others were blocked at the edge of the Golden Sea.

There lay a broken cliff there.

Beyond the cliff was the Chaotic Void.

If they jumped down, they might not return to the Human Realm.

It was even more likely their souls would scatter and their spirits dissipate.

Lao Chai glanced at it and cursed:

"This road isn't easy to walk."

Jiang Che said, "Better than walking on one's knees."

Lao Chai paused, then laughed loudly: "Makes sense!"

Just then, Hei Xuan appeared.

He stood on a distant palace, clapping and saying:

"Spectacular."

"Jiang Che, you actually managed to ignite a pile of dead ashes."

Jiang Che looked at him.

"Here to block us?"

Hei Xuan smiled: "No. I'm just here to watch the show."

The Heavenly Patrol Envoy said coldly: "Hei Xuan, attack!"

Hei Xuan spread his hands: "The Heavenly Patrol Prison is the face of your Sky Patrol Hall; what does it have to do with my Demon Luo Dao?"

Killing intent flashed in the Heavenly Patrol Envoy's eyes.

Cloud Mirror also appeared.

She looked at those prisoners, her expression complex.

Jiang Che asked: "Does the Great Clarity Path want to block us too?"

Cloud Mirror fell silent for a moment, then stepped aside half a pace.

The Heavenly Patrol Envoy roared: "Cloud Mirror!"

Cloud Mirror said calmly:

"The Sky Patrol Hall failed in its duty; the Great Clarity Path will not make up for you."

Jiang Che looked at her deeply.

The Upper Realm is not a unified whole.

This is important.

But now is not the time to investigate further.

The Heavenly Patrol has finally come himself.

His true form's power is stronger than in the prison.

One palm pressed down, and the Golden Sea overturned.

Lao Chai, the Broken Sword elder, and the old scholar all struck at once, yet were still blasted backward.

Jiang Che raised the chain and charged forward.

The chain became a sword.

He unleashed his Second Sword from the Upper Realm.

This sword was not meant to kill the Heavenly Patrol.

It was only to carve a path.

The swordlight slashed into the Golden Sea.

The Golden Sea split open a crack.

At the end of the crack, a faint thread of Green Light shimmered.

Human Realm.

Jiang Che shouted:

"Go!"

The prisoners supported each other and rushed toward the crack.

The Heavenly Patrol moved to pursue, but Lao Chai clung tightly to one of his arms.

"Jiang kid, take them away!"

Jiang Che turned back: "Elder!"

Lao Chai's face was covered in blood, yet he smiled freely.

"I should have died three hundred years ago."

"Today, hearing that the Human Realm still stands—I've gained everything."

The Broken Sword elder also stopped.

The old Confucian scholar stopped.

The Wu Clan woman stopped.

One by one, the old prisoners who could still fight halted, holding the rear for the weak.

Jiang Che's eyes turned red.

Lao Chai roared:

"Stop being so sentimental!"

"Go back and tell the Human Realm."

"We did not kneel!"

Jiang Che gritted his teeth, turned, and led the remaining prisoners into the crack.

Behind him, Lao Chai's wild laughter echoed through the Golden Sea.

"Sky Patrol dogs!"

"Try another punch from me!"

Before the crack sealed, Jiang Che's final sight was:

Lao Chai, with a punch fueled by his burned-out Heart Fire, shattered half of the Heavenly Patrol's crown.