The transmigrated villain wants to escape Feng Aotian's hellish situation.

The cages were shattered, and the cultivators rushed out.

After clearing out the demonic cultivators, Changsun Youyou and Yu Lingyue went to their side and helped them remove their shackles.

In less than a quarter of an hour, all the released cultivators had gathered around Qin Yangjun.

Qin Yangjun glanced at them briefly and saw that there were over a hundred people, all of whom were at least at the Golden Core stage.

To be honest, the fact that they only captured these people in the vast Da Yu Continent shows that they are indeed at a disadvantage.

It should be noted that in the book, this palace was crammed full, and there were even cultivators at the Void Transformation and Mahayana realms among them.

In the book, Prisoner Island has no powerful beings, only a Mahayana cultivator left behind.

After rescuing the people, the two women immediately raised the banner of resistance, and Prison Island was thrown into chaos.

Therefore, they faced fewer obstacles when they subsequently obtained resources.

But my situation is different now.

Currently, the strongest among these imprisoned individuals is only at the Nascent Soul stage.

With such limited fighting strength, they can't possibly cause any trouble, not to mention that Mu Hua seems to be on the island as well.

He could kill this group of people with a single slap if he made a move.

A head-on confrontation is not an option right now, so what's next...?

As Qin Yangjun was pondering, the Qingluan Mountain disciple who had been rescued earlier excitedly approached him.

"Young Master Qin, what should we do next?"

He seemed to be nervous, as he even stuttered a little when he spoke.

Qin Yangjun's thoughts were interrupted. He looked up and glanced at him, feeling that the man looked somewhat familiar.

"Have we... met before?"

Upon hearing this, the man suddenly became agitated.

"Yes, yes... Young Master Qin, my name is Mo Li. My father is the head of Qingluan Mountain. I had the honor of meeting you once when you went to the Ancient Spirit Ruins, and at that time..."

He was about to say something more when Qin Yangjun slightly raised his hand.

Mo Li wisely kept her mouth shut.

He was just asking casually; he has no time to reminisce with anyone right now.

At the same time, he also noticed that the fighting outside seemed to have stopped.

"Alright, everyone, the situation is urgent. Be careful to conceal your presence. There is a teleportation array on the edge of this island, which connects to a demonic stronghold. Be careful not to linger in battle and make sure to leave this place safely."

This group of people was just one of the reasons he tricked the two protagonists into coming to Prison Island.

Given their current strength, they are no match for Imprisoned Sky Island. In that case, it would be better to send them away first.

Upon hearing this, the people around were taken aback. The female cultivator who had been wearing Qin Yangjun's clothes suddenly spoke up.

"Young Master Qin, aren't you coming with us?"

Qin Yangjun shook his head.

"I have to go and destroy that thing that converts righteous cultivators."

Upon hearing this, the surrounding cultivators were all taken aback.

This is the lair of the Ten Thousand Demon Cave; every second you stay here increases the danger.

"No! Young Master Qin! That's too dangerous!"

"Yes, you should come with us!"

"If anything happens to you, we will be held responsible to the death, so you'd better come with us."

"Yup!"

"........."

The cultivators all urged Qin Yangjun to leave.

"Alright! Listen to me!"

Then Qin Yangjun looked at Mo Li.

"Mo Li, right? You take them and leave. You don't need to worry about the rest!"

"But..."

"No buts!"

Qin Yangjun could sense that the fighting outside was subsiding, but he didn't know which side was losing ground.

Time is running out, I don't have time to linger here.

"Now listen to me, leave, and don't forget who I am! This little island can't hold me!"

Qin Yangjun rarely spoke such resolute words, but if these people were allowed to drag on, they would truly all perish.

Upon hearing Qin Yangjun's unquestionable tone, all the cultivators were moved.

This young master of the blue waters is indeed just as rumored.

They dared not even imagine having the courage to disregard their own safety for the greater good.

At the same time, they were also influenced by Qin Yangjun and spoke up, wanting to stay.

But Qin Yangjun refused.

Qin Yangjun's next words were more straightforward: too many people would make them a bigger target, and staying would only cause trouble, so it was better to leave.

Everyone's eyes darkened.

Although they couldn't be of much help, they were still grateful to Qin Yangjun for saving them, and they also admired Qin Yangjun's courage.

So the group of people solemnly bowed to Qin Yangjun.

Qin Yangjun was stunned by what he saw.

This feels like a farewell gift to oneself.

Without hesitation, the group set up an array. A flash of light, and they vanished from the spot.

boom!

Just as the group of people disappeared, an explosion came from the doorway. Qin Yangjun's eyes narrowed, and Yu Lingyue seemed to have sensed the danger as well. However, before she could react, she was pulled into his arms.

This was entirely a subconscious action by Qin Yangjun.

Just as Qin Yangjun embraced the two women, two pale knife marks slashed across his sides, leaving two marks on the palace floor and corridor.

A chill followed, billowing out from the palace entrance.

Qin Yangjun put his arms around the two women's shoulders, and the golden flames of the crow surrounded him, dispelling the chill.

At the same time, Qin Yangjun stared at the doorway with a serious look in his eyes, and the two women also looked over at the same time.

At the palace gate, they saw a young man dressed in black.

The young man was encased in ice armor, radiating a chilling aura, and his eyes gleamed with a scarlet light.

Behind him was a humanoid phantom about three meters tall, made of white, cold energy. The phantom was only half-body, wearing armor, holding two swords, and its eyes were like two flames.

At the youth's feet lay the corpse of a Soul-Chasing Dog, frozen into an ice sculpture.

The young man in black was panting, his body covered in wounds, but they were frozen solid by the ice.

Qin Yangjun smiled slightly.

He could sense that the kid was already at his limit.

call!

The young man in black exhaled and exhaled, and everything around him began to solidify at a visible speed.

Qin Yangjun narrowed his eyes slightly, clearly recognizing the technique this person was using.

"Blood Soul Shadow Weapon, huh? I see. Judging from this, it's been overused and is now suffering a backlash..."

At this moment, Qin Yangjun learned the identity of the third party.

boom!

As soon as Qin Yangjun finished speaking, the surrounding frost shattered in an instant, and the black-clad youth charged towards Qin Yangjun like a cannonball.

The shattered frost transformed into ice spikes, all hurtling towards Qin Yangjun.

The two women leaped up in perfect unison, Qin Yangjun drew his Blood Dragon Roar and the Golden Crow Martial Statue rose into the air.

Boom!

With a muffled thud, Qin Yangjun collided with the young man in black.

The countless ice spikes were shattered by the two women...

P.S.: Sorry it's so late, it's really cold, I can't feel my feet anymore. It's a mud-brick house in my hometown, and even a fire doesn't help much, it's still cold.

Chapter 89 The Third Prince of Dongzhou

The two women, having shattered the ice spikes, prepared to turn around and help Qin Yangjun.

A scorching heat emanated from the side, and the scene before them put their minds at ease.

Qin Yangjun pressed the black-clad youth to the ground, and the scorching heat of the Golden Crow's flames melted the ice on the youth's body.

"Attribute advantage, kid..."

Qin Yangjun nodded slightly, then flicked his sword. The black-clad youth reacted and tried to block with his twin blades, but what he received in return was Qin Yangjun's large foot.

Boom!

With a muffled thud, Qin Yangjun kicked the black-clad youth away, sending him flying and crashing into the wall.