"Is it really opened?"
In the cell at the side of the corridor, an old man looked at the iron chain on his hand that had already broken, his face filled with disbelief.
The iron chains, forged from refined iron, were extremely sturdy and hard. Even using a battle saber assisted with the Qi Force of someone at the Martial Emperor Realm would not be able to break it, yet Ye Fan's battle saber had easily cleaved through it?
The old man tentatively moved, feeling the Heavenly Silkworm Silk tied to his back, which also had been cut through against his skin.
"Brothers, we're truly free!"
Squeak!
The old man, excited, opened the door of his cell and stepped out into the corridor, calling out loudly, "Brothers, come out quickly! Let's go take revenge on that bastard Zhuang Bifan!"
"Great Protector, are we really free?"
