Rebirth of the Urban Immortal Emperor

The reason why this guy is able to control the shadows and blend into them is because of this purple gem.

This gem was dug out from the ancient dojo by the head of the stronghold. After discovering its miraculous effect, he gave it to his illegitimate son, hoping that it could be used to save his illegitimate son's life.

It's a pity that under Zhang Yifeng's absolute strength, it would be impossible to save his life with such small means.

In the hands of the young man, this thing is just a way to transform and escape.

But in Zhang Yifeng's hands, combined with the secret technique he originally mastered, it may be extremely effective.

Squinting his eyes slightly, Zhang Yifeng temporarily accepted the purple gem.

All the things to be done on this trip have been completed. Zhang Yifeng was just about to leave when he suddenly remembered the caravan owner who was tied underground.

With a sigh, as the saying goes, a good man will do his best, Zhang Yifeng turned around and returned to the room where the caravan boss was being held, and put the man down from the cross.

After taking out a pill and giving it to the caravan boss, Zhang Yifeng looked at him calmly as he gradually woke up.

"Many, thank you very much for your help."

The caravan boss said in a weak tone, and Zhang Yifeng looked helpless when he heard this.

"I've told you to be careful, but you still don't listen to me."

"Your Excellency, it is..."

The caravan boss had a look of surprise on his face, but his voice became smaller and smaller, and finally he smiled helplessly.

"Well, if I had listened to your words before, I wouldn't have suffered like this. If you hadn't saved me, I would have died here by now."

After the caravan boss finished speaking, he stood up straight with difficulty and managed to move a bit.

"I will not stay here and continue to disturb you. From now on, I will treat you as if I have never seen you again, and I will not come back to Neptune City. After this incident, the little old man also understands what should be done. What not to do, take your leave.”

After the caravan boss finished speaking, he walked directly towards the tunnel and left this underground space.

Zhang Yifeng watched the caravan boss leave with calm eyes, then turned around and threw out a white flame, burning the young man's execution ground clean.

Under the burning of the white flames, the blood-filled room that was usually used by young people as a place of execution gradually dissipated.

The innocent souls trapped in the execution ground were also washed away by the burning of white flames and reincarnated.

The white flame does not burn mortal things, but burns things on a more spiritual level, so this underground space did not burn down.

Zhang Yifeng also did this intentionally and did not burn down this underground space.

What he wants is for the stronghold supervisor to start getting anxious. The more anxious the stronghold supervisor becomes, the more satisfied Zhang Yifeng will be.

Putting away the white flame, Zhang Yifeng felt a look of satisfaction in his eyes as he felt the obviously much larger white flame.

Usually, Zhang Yifeng mostly uses the more lethal Black Flame. After all, Black Flame is more convenient and faster.

Turning to leave, Zhang Yifeng deliberately placed the young man's body in a conspicuous position before leaving, saving the time of the stronghold supervisor's search.

The moment Zhang Yifeng left the ground, the formation he had deployed earlier was also retracted.

In an instant, the base manager who was doing research in the Shell organization's stronghold suddenly felt a palpitation in his heart.

He had sensed something was wrong early in the morning, but upon closer inspection it was nothing.

I simply took the opportunity to do two experiments to suppress my impetuous mood before leaving on the warship.

As a result, the heart palpitations at this moment made him crush the test tube in his hand.

As the bright red liquid swayed in his hand, a vein appeared on the forehead of the stronghold manager.

Teeth trembling, he stood up and pressed a joint on his finger hard.

In an instant, a large number of shell tissue monks were sensed and all ran to the laboratory where the store manager was.

"Lord, sir, what happened?"

A stronghold guard captain asked the store manager cautiously. However, after the stronghold manager stood up straight, his eyes flashed with an extremely cold and fierce light.

"Go to this place and see the people there. Bring them back to me whether they are dead or alive."

The stronghold supervisor casually threw a piece of spiritual paper into the hand of the guard captain.

"As you command!"

After receiving the order, the guard captain did not dare to neglect for a moment. He turned around and led his men directly to the address on the spiritual paper.

When you reach the location on the address, follow the above method to open the secret passage leading to the underground.

A young man hanging at the entrance of the secret passage startled the guard captain.

Looking next to the young man, there are two spiritual energy floating in the air.

"Blood debts are paid with blood, and no one can escape."

The bright blue spiritual light gradually trembled, and finally collapsed. Countless sword energy shot from both sides of the hanging young man towards the guard captain and the shell organization monks brought around him.

In the stronghold, the stronghold supervisor looked at the guard captain who came back with the young man's body and only one person was left.

Regarding the handwriting left by Zhang Yifeng and the dead monks of the Shell Organization, the stronghold supervisor did not ask any more questions. He just crouched beside the young man and stroked his cold face with his hands.

"When you saw him, he was indeed dead."

According to the store manager's voice, the guard captain couldn't understand and didn't dare to talk nonsense.

"Yes, Sir, when I saw this person, he was already dead. Sir, what is going on, and who is this person?"

The captain of the guard couldn't help but ask. After all, the price they paid to get back such a body was too high.

"Don't ask if you shouldn't ask. If I hadn't kept you useful, you would have died based on your words!"

The stronghold supervisor slowly closed the young man's eyes, stood up and said coldly to the guard captain.

"Yes, sir."

The captain of the guard looked at the angry look of the store manager, quickly closed his mouth, and bowed his head respectfully in response.

"Okay, if you have nothing to do, leave as soon as possible. I want to be alone for a while."

After exhaling, the stronghold manager suppressed the grief in his heart and said with a cold face.

The captain of the guard did not respond. He stood up respectfully and bowed to the store manager, then turned and left the room.

After the guard captain left, an old tear flowed from the corner of the stronghold manager's eyes.

He touched the young man's cheek, and what rose in his eyes was neither despair nor anger, but an endless chill.

A chill at the real murderer behind it.

Although he didn't care about the handwriting, but after thinking about the information he had learned earlier, it was most likely that this person came here because of the descendants of the demon.

Moreover, this person can also display such strong and pure demonic energy, and he is most likely a descendant of the lost family back then.

Now that I know what happened back then, I want to come over and seek revenge from the Shell organization.

"Boy, if you want to die so much, then I will help you."