The iron door opened, and Wu Feng, like a beast startled awake, suddenly opened his crimson eyes.

Yet his gaze showed no emotion, resembling a wild beast, fierce and terrifying.

"Wu Feng, I'm late," said Lin Chen, with a hint of self-blame in his voice.

"Roar, roar!"

Wu Feng bared his teeth, roaring furiously.

"Master, don't come near. Wu Feng is very dangerous right now," Su Meier hurriedly said.

However, Lin Chen was unperturbed and stepped closer to Wu Feng.

"Bang!"

Suddenly, Wu Feng thrust out an iron palm, striking Lin Chen fiercely.

Lin Chen neither dodged nor flinched, enduring the blow head-on.

"Brother, I'm sorry for your suffering." Lin Chen disregarded the blood surging in his chest and spoke with a deep voice.

Seeing Lin Chen injured, Su Meier's expression changed, and she was about to act.

Lin Chen's gaze cooled, "You all close the iron door and leave. No matter what happens, don't come in."

"But Master..." Su Meier still wanted to say something.

"I told you to leave!" Lin Chen's voice suddenly became cold.

"Yes, Master!" Su Meier nodded and left the dungeon.

Now only Lin Chen and Wu Feng were left in the dungeon, and looking at Wu Feng bound by chains, Lin Chen's eyes turned crimson.

"Bang bang bang!"

A burst of energy shot forth, and the chains holding Wu Feng snapped instantly.

Wu Feng broke free from the chains, lunging at Lin Chen like a mad beast.

But he abruptly stopped when he was a meter away from Lin Chen.

Strands of green energy tightly entwined him, rendering Wu Feng immobile.

Life's light wandered through Wu Feng, healing his wounded areas.

"Break it for me!"

A streak of golden light flashed in Lin Chen's eyes, shooting into Wu Feng's consciousness.

This seal was set by the Nether King, and it's difficult for an ordinary person to break.

But Lin Chen possesses a talent that makes this challenging seal easy for him.

About ten minutes later, the bloodthirsty gleam in Wu Feng's eyes gradually faded, and finally, a hint of uniqueness appeared in his gaze.

"Lin Chen!"

Wu Feng opened his mouth, producing a hoarse sound.

His gaze held a trace of surprise and a hint of shame.

"Wu Feng, my brother." Lin Chen tightly embraced the burly man before him.

"Lin Chen, I'm sorry. I didn't take care of our sister-in-law," Wu Feng said, feeling somewhat guilty.

"You've done your best. Don't worry, I will settle the score with the Nether King properly," Lin Chen's voice carried a hint of coldness.

"Brother Wu, you'll have to endure a few more days to help us put on a show," Lin Chen said solemnly.

"Don't worry, I've endured all these days, a few more won't matter," Wu Feng said, lightly.

Lin Chen left the Ghost Slave Prison, his eyes filled with killing intent.

Nether King, you insulted my brother and bullied my woman; I'll settle this debt slowly.

The beast fight continued the next day, the beast arena still bustling with crowds, cheers shaking the heavens.

Finally, the competition reached the final match.

The cage door opened, Wu Feng entered the beast arena.

"Howl, howl, howl!"

Wu Feng let out a long roar, like a demon king emerging from the cage.

Listening to this howl, many low-cultivation spectators couldn't help but cover their ears, pain shown on their faces.

Many noticed Wu Feng was still fierce, but his demeanor had completely changed.

On the other side, another cage opened, and a scorpion tiger leapt out.

"Now let's welcome our king of the beast arena, Wu Feng, to battle the king of tigers, Scorpion Tiger," the host said excitedly.

Lin Chen watched Wu Feng in the beast arena, his mind stirred; this scorpion tiger was completely under Lin Chen's control.

Amid people's clamors, Wu Feng and the scorpion tiger clashed together.

"Boom boom boom!" Their figures constantly collided, and soon both Wu Feng and the scorpion tiger were covered in wounds.

But at this point, Wu Feng had already gained the upper hand, progressing steadily.

"Bang!"

Wu Feng punched the scorpion tiger, sending it flying backward.

"Wu Feng, Wu Feng!" The deafening cheers erupted.

Amid the audience's cheers, Wu Feng was evidently very proud, striding towards the scorpion tiger as if to lift it high.

But just then, an accident occurred.

The scorpion tiger, body suddenly turning, swung its sharp claws violently.

Wu Feng was completely unprepared, blood splashed instantly, his jugular vein slashed, and he stumbled, falling to the ground.

The crowd was stunned by this sudden scene.

No one expected the scorpion tiger, thought to be dead, would suddenly deliver a fatal strike.

And this strike directly cost Wu Feng his life.

A referee entered the arena and subsequently announced Wu Feng's death.

Wu Feng, as the king of the beast arena, although already popular, was just a ghost slave to begin with.

People only regretted not being able to see him entertain them further.

Wu Feng was carried off the ring and quickly taken away by a carriage meant for corpses.

The carriage sped along, stopping eventually at a remote stone house.

An old man driving the carriage tore off the mask on his face, revealing his true identity.

Lin Chen arrived before Wu Feng, and a stream of life light was injected into Wu Feng's body.

"Cough, cough!"

With a series of violent coughs, Wu Feng actually woke up again.

"Brother, welcome home." Lin Chen tightly embraced Wu Feng.

Wu Feng likewise hugged Lin Chen: "Brother, thank you for letting me be reborn."

Lin Chen smiled: "Take a good rest, it's time for us to settle the score with the Nether King."

At that moment, not far away, Su Meier came rushing over in a unicorn carriage.

"Lin Chen, it's bad; the Nether King just announced that the wedding with Xiao Wen has been moved up," Su Meier said, panting.

"What?" Hearing Su Meier's words, Lin Chen's gaze intensified.

"The Nether King learned of Wu Feng's death and wants to hurry the wedding before anything can happen," Su Meier said.

"Alright, I understand. In that case, let's bring the fight forward!" Lin Chen said deeply.

A day later, Lin Chen and Wu Feng left Nether City.

Halfway, Wu Feng departed, saying he would gather his old subordinates and meet Lin Chen.

When Lin Chen returned to Star Alliance, Xiong Kun was in a predicament.

It turned out, Xiong Kun had encountered a formidable opponent this time.

"Master, this time the Western Ming King brought the spirit masters of four major territories, personally leading the army against us. I'm afraid we'll be embroiled in a bloody battle," Xiong Kun said, frowning.

Lin Chen looked at the endless enemy camps in the distance and smiled faintly: "Why should we fight them in a bloody battle? Wouldn't it be better to turn them into our soldiers?"

"Master, this Western Ming King is extraordinarily cunning and very powerful. Capturing him alive is too difficult," Xiong Kun said.

"No matter his strength, he has weaknesses. The Western Ming King's biggest weakness is his lust; it's said he's very enamored of women. I have my ways to make him obediently under my command," Lin Chen said deeply.