Xiao Jin took a deep breath and forcefully suppressed the surging emotions. He let go of Shen Tang’s hand, stretched his neck, the joints crackled, and his face returned to that casual, indifferent expression, "Alright, let’s get to work."
He exchanged a glance with Lu Xiao, and both of them rushed out simultaneously.
Xiao Jin transformed into the Black Panther, his whole body entwined with golden Thunder, charging directly into the guards’ camp from the left side. A bolt of lightning spewed from his mouth, exploding fiercely, blasting a group of guards along with their equipment into the air.
Lu Xiao approached from the right, the Wind Blade slicing silently through the air, cutting through another team’s Weapons.
The two worked in perfect synchronization, one attacking head-on, the other flanking in surprise, drawing all the guards on the lab’s perimeter away. Alarms blared incessantly, and more and more guards surged out of the building, chasing the two.
Shen Tang and Shen Li seized the opportunity to flash out from the shadows, skimming along the wall towards the lab’s side door.
Most of the side door’s guards had already been dispatched; the remaining two didn’t have time to react before being silently reduced to ashes by Shen Li’s Fox Fire.
Shen Tang’s spiritual power probed the sensor at the door; in seconds, the lock clicked open.
They slipped inside.
The interior of the lab was even larger than it appeared from the outside. The corridor was wide enough for two cars to run side by side, and the ceiling was as high as a cathedral’s, with transparent glass pods and silver-white metal equipment everywhere. The light was a cold white, rendering faces completely bloodless.
The smell of disinfectant was more intense, mixed with a certain sweet, sickening odor.
Shen Tang didn’t spare another glance, her spiritual power probing outward all the way to find the entrance to the underground.
The underground prison was on level minus three. The two of them descended the emergency passage, the guards fewer on each subsequent level—because most had been diverted by those two above.
At the end of the corridor on level minus three was a row of solitary cells.
Shen Tang’s spiritual power swept across quickly, locking onto the very last cell.
The cell door was a specially made metal door, covered in prohibition runes. Shen Li raised her hand, Fox Fire attached to the lock, scorching for over ten seconds and causing the runes to fracture.
The door opened.
The cell was very dark, with only a dim light on the ceiling, its brightness so weak it seemed ready to flicker out anytime.
A person curled up in the corner.
It was a female, her hands and feet bound by specially made chains, flowing with dark red energy patterns suppressing the superpower within her. She was terribly thin, the once luxurious clothes hanging loosely on her as if draped over a skeleton.
Her exposed arms were riddled with marks from needle punctures, densely clustered, some scabbed over and others still fresh, bruises extending from wrist to elbow. Her hair was disheveled, her face bloodless, cheekbones protruding sharply, eyes deeply sunken.
Shen Tang barely recognized Wu Wei.
The proud and imposing heiress from Sky City now emaciated like a sheet of paper, trembling in the corner.
Upon hearing the door, Wu Wei’s body jolted, squeezing herself deeper into the corner, her voice hoarse and almost inaudible, "Don’t, don’t come... I have no blood left... none today..."

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