Chapter 390: Chapter 210: Citywide Manhunt, Portrait of the Real Culprit (Part 3)

"Swoosh!"

Jiang Feng dared not linger; after erasing the mark left by the Royal Family, he used the Three-legged Body Technique to enter the borders of the Turkic Empire. Then he switched to Wind Control and sped deep into Turkic territory without pause.

Now, the Turkic Empire was a vassal state of the Great Tang.

Jiang Feng had no intention of staying.

But Turkic lands were vast. After flying ceaselessly for three days, Jiang Feng still hadn’t crossed the region. Only after checking his map did he realize he was heading straight north from the southern edge—the narrowest stretch of the Turkic Empire. Even if he used the Three-legged Body Technique at full speed, it would take over ten days just to get across.

Thus, he stopped at a small town to rest.

Because the Great Tang armies had swept through, plus the Turkic lands had always been sparsely populated, this small town resembled Sunset Town on the Great Tang’s southernmost border—few people, a settlement amidst the wilds.

It was a gathering place for herders.

Of course, there were also traders from elsewhere buying cattle and sheep. Some were merchants from the Great Tang; there were even Rangers passing through, stopping for food and drink.

Jiang Feng changed his appearance, disguising himself as a local, and entered a beef shop to rest.

He ordered a few jin of beef and two flasks of strong liquor. Unable to help himself, Jiang Feng checked his panel information.

Name: Jiang Feng

Fortune: 583277

Cultivation Technique: Yangchun Technique (Great Success)

Skills: Flame Saber (Proficient+) Wind Control (Proficient+)

Realm: Fourth-Layer Qi Condensation

Divine Power: Immortality

In these last few days, Jiang Feng had checked his Fortune Point as well. After repelling Young Master Liu and seizing back the Red Dust Sword, his Fortune climbed to five hundred thousand.

In the following days, traveling without sleep or rest from the Great Tang all the way to the southernmost Turkic town, his Fortune Point had only increased by forty or fifty thousand.

This confirmed for him that the Turkic Empire was not a suitable refuge.

After this brief stop, he would still have to run.

While Jiang Feng rested, Young Master Liu also returned to the Great Tang Dragon Capital.

Six or seven days had passed, and the battle for the Zhenbei Prison underground palace had ended.

Corpses lay everywhere inside and out of Zhenbei Prison, blood running like rivers.

The Imperial City was draped in white. The Emperor of the Great Tang was waiting for Young Master Liu’s return, brooding in his palace—unexpected events had occurred in the underground palace struggle.

The Six-armed Divine Emperor suffered severe injuries; disciples of the Yun Gui Sect were almost wiped out. Snowy Owl died inside the palace; Xiao Zhan was wounded; Demon Sect Leader perished; and Emperor Li Yang himself was depleted in Qi Blood.

Within the underground palace, not only was there the Three-tailed Wolf King, but also a horde of Iron Corpses refined by Artifact Refiners—blades couldn’t leave a scratch, magical attacks were useless, only by shattering them completely could their threat be ended.

That swarm of Iron Corpses caused the Royal Family massive losses.

Even the Six-armed Divine Emperor, bloodied all over, managed to escape the underground palace only with help from Royal Family experts. Now, that place was a tempting but unattainable morsel for both Royal Family and Divine Sect—a piece of meat with thorns.

Of course, some gained fortunate encounters within.

These so-called "opportunities" meant some found Cultivation Techniques written on the walls or hidden in secret rooms, some suddenly gained enlightenment on the spot, while others escaped the siege with new Cultivation Techniques and now trained in the forests.

Some gained Magical Artifacts, their power multiplied, carving a bloody way out.

But most were left with nothing but blood and loss.

Either devoured by the Three-tailed Wolf King in one bite, or smashed flat by an Iron Corpse’s palm.

No matter royal, sect, Yun Gui Sect, Demon Sect, or even the werewolves—none got what they wanted.

The battle raged for several days, factions swirling about the outskirts of the underground palace.

In the end, beset by Iron Corpses, everyone fled the palace in disarray—outside the prison, a fresh round of slaughter erupted among the survivors.

Countless died, rivers of blood flowed.

The Six-armed Divine Emperor, severely wounded, was recuperating inside the Imperial City.

The Three-tailed Wolf King still guarded the underground palace.

The two-tailed Wolf King had escaped the Dragon Capital, while dozens of werewolves died outside Zhenbei Prison. People had thought they were allied with the Three-tailed Wolf King, but upon entering the palace, they too were slaughtered by it.

"Your Majesty, Young Master Liu has returned."

The Chief Eunuch reported to Li Yang.

Hearing this, Li Yang disappeared from his palace and went straight to where the Six-armed Divine Emperor was recovering.

After Jiang Feng had severed one of his arms, the Six-armed Divine Emperor had two more bitten off by the Three-tailed Wolf King in the underground palace; he managed to tear off one of the wolf king’s tails as well.

His severed arms were now healed, and seemed to show signs of regrowth, though this seemed to exhaust enormous Vitality.

So his aura was extremely weak.

His fighting strength dropped to that of First-Layer Qi Condensation. For safety, he chose to recover inside the Imperial City, with Li Yang contacting Divine Sect experts for backup.

Now that Young Master Liu was back in the Dragon Capital, learning the Six-armed Divine Emperor was recovering inside the Imperial City Inner Courtyard, he immediately rushed there.

"Senior Brother Guard, you..."

Seeing the state of the Six-armed Divine Emperor, Young Master Liu’s face clouded.

The two of them were Divine Sect’s powerhouses for dealing with the mundane world after the sect closed its gates. Now, with the Second Prince dead before his eyes, him failing to capture Jiang Feng, and the Six-armed Divine Emperor reduced to this state, how would they explain themselves when the sect reopened?

"I’m fine. Did you catch up with him, Junior Brother?"

The Six-armed Divine Emperor asked weakly.

Seeing Young Master Liu return alone, he clearly sensed the answer.

"He’s already cultivated the Three-legged Body Technique to the Perfection Realm. I couldn’t catch him."

Young Master Liu shook his head.

He didn’t dare tell the whole truth, for fear of losing face, but though the Six-armed Divine Emperor appeared brash and burly, he was sharp-eyed; spotting Young Master Liu’s missing Red Dust Sword at his waist, he could guess the truth.

He was about to speak—

"Where is the one who murdered my imperial son?"

Emperor Li Yang of the Great Tang suddenly strode in.

"I severely wounded him, but he escaped into the Turkic Empire."

Young Master Liu replied.

"If you wounded him so badly, why couldn’t you capture him?"

Li Yang was skeptical.

"There were werewolf experts providing cover—I couldn’t help it,"

Young Master Liu snorted coldly.

"Mr. Li, Yun Hong was the Divine Sect’s Saint Heir. For his death, Divine Sect will give your Li Family an answer."

The Six-armed Divine Emperor interjected.

"Did you gain nothing else?"

Li Yang nodded, questioning Young Master Liu again.

"I used Celestial Eye and saw his true face."

Young Master Liu replied.

"Men, summon all the portrait artists—I want everyone to remember the face of the man who killed my son."

"Yes!"

Li Yang gave his orders.

Soon, the artists appeared. Based on Young Master Liu’s description, they drew Jiang Feng’s likeness. By night’s end, his portrait blanketed every corner of the Dragon Capital.

"Lord Han, this is the portrait of the murderer who killed the Second Prince. His Majesty orders everyone to bear this face in mind—whoever slays or captures him will be ennobled!"

After the underground palace incident settled down for the moment, Han Tieshan left the Imperial City and returned to the Han Mansion. There he was discussing recent happenings with Han Dong.

They just happened to be discussing the cause of the Second Prince’s death when the portrait of the culprit was delivered from the palace.

"Give it here!"

Han Dong couldn’t wait and grabbed it.

He slowly unrolled the portrait.