The red-haired burly man suppressed the uncertainty in his heart and turned back to look at a man behind him.

He was a man with an extremely slender build and feminine features. His eyes were completely covered by an eerie grayish-white film; he was an extremely rare mental-type or sensory-type SS-Rank Expert.

The slender man formed a strange seal with his hands in front of his chest, his grayish-white eyes staring at the city below.

After a moment, he nodded with certainty.

"I confirm, they are right in the city below!"

The slender man's tone was firm, but then his expression became extremely strange, even revealing an irrepressible fear.

"But..."

"But what? Why are you hesitating!" the red-haired burly man shouted impatiently.

The slender man swallowed hard, his voice trembling slightly. "Sir, I feel... their auras aren't quite right."

"I can sense that the positions of dozens of them are concentrated together, but the Origin fluctuations on them... are extremely weak! They are like candles in the wind, about to go out!"

The slender man looked up, his grayish-white eyes filled with horror. "The life energy and Divine Power in their bodies have been forcibly drained by something extremely overbearing... they're almost at their end!"

"What?!"

As soon as these words were spoken, dozens of Dawnbreaker Guild experts around them collectively sucked in a breath of cold air.

"Drained? Almost ✪ Nоvеlіgһt ✪ (Official version) at their end? How is that possible!"

The red-haired burly man's face darkened to the extreme. His fists clenched until they cracked, and violent fire-element Laws surged intensely around him.

"Something isn't right!"

The red-haired burly man said through gritted teeth, "Even if these awakened kin haven't returned to their Peak strength, they are definitely not something the ant-like Professionals of this world, who are suppressed by the Heavenly Dao, can deal with!"

"Logically, in the entire Sakura Country, besides the Extreme Ice Empress, there shouldn't be any expert who can deal with them!"

"What strange variable is hidden in this land? To think it could make members of our Dawnbreaker Guild so miserable, even treating them as nutrients to drain energy from?!"

Murderous intent filled the red-haired burly man's eyes.

Mr. Duan had given them a death order to bring these Ancient Awakened Ones back. If they brought back a pile of mummies on the verge of death, they wouldn't be able to withstand the Transcendent's wrath!

"I don't care who is playing tricks!"

The red-haired burly man waved his hand, and violent flames ignited the air. "Since this city hasn't been destroyed, we'll go in and tear it down ourselves!"

"First Squad! Enter the city!"

The red-haired burly man pointed at the bustling Tokyo City below and barked an order: "Follow the sensed location and bring the people out! If you encounter any faction that dares to stand in your way, regardless of age or gender..."

"Kill them all! Leave none alive!"

Tokyo City. Above the secret underground prison.

A thunderous explosion shook the heavens.

The violent fire Law transformed into a giant battle-axe dozens of meters long, shattering the thick defensive array on the surface.

Earth and stones flew everywhere as dust rose in all directions.

A bottomless pit appeared beneath the feet of the red-haired burly man and his group.

"Go!"

The leading red-haired burly man did not hesitate. Taking the lead, he brought the dozens of Dawnbreaker Guild elites behind him and turned into streaks of light, plunging straight down the pit.

In their original expectations, the place where dozens of Ancient Awakened Ones were held would surely be heavily guarded and fraught with danger. They had even prepared themselves for a bloody battle.

However, it was terrifyingly quiet along the way.

Forget about guards intercepting them; they didn't even see the shadow of a single living person. In the dim tunnels, there was no sound other than the whistling wind as they sped past.

"What's going on? There isn't even a living person here. Could it be a trap?" In the team, the slender man with grayish-white eyes frowned, looking around the cold and damp tunnels with an uneasy tone.

"Who cares? Finding the people is what matters!" The red-haired burly man snorted and curled his lip. "So what if there's a trap? In the face of overwhelming power, all these tricks are useless! In this world, who else besides Mr. Duan can stop us?"

"But we must be careful. I feel this city... is strange everywhere." The slender man swallowed. That feeling of thorns on his back had never left him since they descended over Tokyo City.

The group pushed their speed to the limit.

Bang!

At the deepest part of the underground prison, the final steel door engraved with defensive runes was kicked open by the red-haired burly man.

The heavy metal door warped and flew dozens of meters away, slamming heavily against the wall.

"Compatriots, we've come to pick... pick..."

The red-haired burly man's words were cut short halfway; his throat tightened, and he could no longer make a sound.

When they saw the scene behind the door, all the Dawnbreaker Guild members sucked in a breath of cold air, their scalps tingling.

In the wide underground hall, the thirty-plus powerhouses of the old era, who should have been world-shaking and invincible, had now become a group of living dead with their Souls sucked dry.

They were tossed haphazardly on the ground or slumped in corners. Every single one was skin and bones, with sunken eye sockets. Their bodies, once brimming with Divine Power and vitality, were now shriveled like mummies left for a thousand years, their skin a ghastly deathly gray.

Even their breathing was extremely faint; a single gust of wind could blow away their final breath.

How were these the Ancient Remnant Clan? These were clearly a bunch of dregs who had their marrow sucked dry!

The red-haired burly man's head buzzed; he simply couldn't believe his eyes.

"What... what is the meaning of this?!"

He stepped forward, rushed ahead in a few strides, and grabbed a withered old man on the ground who still looked somewhat human.

No, upon careful perception, this was no old man! This was clearly a Berserker who was once famous during the Era of Western Mythology, a giant who should have been over two and a half meters tall and possessed immense strength!

"Who did this? Who exactly turned you into this ghostly state!" The red-haired burly man's eyes were bloodshot, and his angry roar rumbled throughout the entire underground prison.

"There shouldn't have been any expert in this Sakura Country capable of dealing with you!"

"Speak! What happened? Why have you been reduced to such a pathetic state!"

The shriveled giant was held in mid-air, his eyes rolling back from the violent shaking. His cracked lips trembled, and in his unfocused pupils, the anxious and furious face of the red-haired burly man was reflected.

But more than that, there was an extreme fear originating from the depths of his Soul.

He wanted to raise his hand but had no strength at all. Finally, exhausting the last of his life Origin, he squeezed out a sentence with great difficulty from his leaky throat.

What he said was not a plea for help at all.

But rather...

"Run... away..."