High Martial Arts: Becoming a Liver Master

This demonic scythe is at least a high-grade Heaven-rank weapon.

The demonic scythe is dark purple, but the blade is blood red and engraved with mysterious runes.

These runes have a captivating quality.

After Chen Mo's examination, he found that martial artists with slightly weaker mental strength would be attracted to these runes and become bloodthirsty and manic when they saw them.

But for Chen Mo now, these runes have no effect on his mind.

When Chen Mo's hand touched the demonic scythe, he felt a chill creep into his body.

"You think a tiny weapon can corrupt my body?"

Chen Mo snorted coldly, and with a thought, he covered the palm of his hand holding the Demon Scythe with a layer of blazing true essence, instantly dispelling the chill on the Demon Scythe.

"Buzzing..."

The demonic scythe trembled slightly, sensing Chen Mo's intense true energy, and seemed to be struggling.

"Huh? She's still somewhat conscious!"

Chen Mo was somewhat surprised. Come to think of it, he had collected a lot of weapons, but he had never found any weapons with independent consciousness.

Curious, he channeled his spiritual power into the demonic scythe, only to find that it devoured and corrupted his spiritual power, turning him into a bloodthirsty madman.

"You think I'd be bullied by a weapon like yours? That's ridiculous!"

Chen Mo suddenly increased the input of his mental energy, and the resistance in the demonic scythe was immediately dispelled.

"Buzzing..."

The demonic scythe trembled violently, signaling its desire to submit.

Chen Mo had no intention of subduing them; the weapon he used was not the Demon Scythe, but a knife.

This demonic scythe is clearly a weapon of the demonic path; it would be better to refine it again.

Although it's a good thing that the weapon has consciousness, making it a rare treasure, it's not of much use to Chen Mo.

Moreover, this weapon has killed countless human brethren; it is extremely evil, and even if it possesses consciousness, it is that kind of evil consciousness.

If this consciousness is further fostered and grows stronger, it will eventually turn against its master when it is no longer under its control.

It's better to eliminate it while it's still weak.

Another reason is that Chen Mo doesn't need a weapon with consciousness.

He could directly imprint his spiritual power into the weapon, making it as easy to control as his own arm, and he didn't have to worry about it devouring its master.

There is absolutely no need to waste energy and time cultivating a weapon mentality.

Having made up his mind, Chen Mo did not hesitate and suddenly increased the input of his mental energy, directly erasing the consciousness on the demonic scythe.

The consciousness on the Demon Scythe realized that Chen Mo had not let it go, and it immediately resisted.

The entire demonic scythe emitted a bewitching red light, and the runes engraved on it were activated, forming an invisible spiritual force that rushed towards Chen Mo's brow, attempting to erode Chen Mo's spiritual sea.

Chen Mo was prepared; the laws of space manifested, directly imprisoning the invisible spiritual power that flew over.

Chen Mo's mental power was immense, transforming into countless sharp swords that struck the Demon Scythe's consciousness, instantly destroying it.

Without consciousness, the demonic scythe, which had been radiating a bewitching red light, immediately became dull and lifeless, and the chilling aura it emitted also disappeared.

The uncomfortable feeling that Chen Mo had before was gone.

Now the rank of this demonic scythe has dropped by one level, becoming a mid-grade Heaven-rank weapon.

But the sharpness of the Demon Scythe remained unchanged, and Chen Mo gently swung it through the air.

"Buzz..."

A crack immediately appeared in the space in front of Chen Mo, but it was restored in the blink of an eye.

"Very good. After melting it, we can refine it into thousands of flying needles, which can then be used as a rain of pear blossoms."

"However, I should still forge a long sword! After collecting so many materials, I should at least have a weapon that I can handle."

After this matter was over, Chen Mo decided to go back and forge weapons.

"The long sword is a weapon for traveling, but the most important thing is to get the Emperor's Banner out."

"Those Abyss Cultists have committed so many evil deeds; how can their sins be cleansed without subjecting them to the raging flames of the Human Emperor?"

By understanding his dark memories and his knowledge of weapons, he has roughly figured out a way to forge the Emperor's Banner.

The most important aspect of crafting the Human Emperor's Banner is that the banner itself will improve in quality after absorbing a large number of souls.

Once Chen Mo figured out the pattern of weapon quality improvement, he was confident he could forge the Emperor's Banner.

"We'll talk about it when we get back!"

Chen Mo put the demonic scythe into his spatial ring and began to plunder the ill-gotten gains.

For those specimens and worthless, black-hearted collections, Chen Mo directly used the power of spatial laws to turn them into nothingness.

He took away everything that was useful to Chen Mo, especially the medicinal herbs and beast cores used for cultivation.

Inside the palace, all the shadowy figures summoned by Heixin were destroyed by Chen Mo and transformed into nourishment for his cultivation.

After searching around, Chen Mo obtained a large amount of cultivation resources, enough for him to advance two or three minor realms.

Time passed quickly, and with 10 minutes left before the Blood Demon arrived, Chen Mo awoke from his cultivation.

Through the dark memories, Chen Mo transformed into the appearance of the dark heart, quietly awaiting the arrival of the Blood Demon.

Not long after, a blood demon's voice came from outside the palace:

"You heartless old devil, your Blood Demon Grandpa is here! Hurry up and come out to greet your guests!"

Before he arrived, his voice preceded his arrival; the Blood Demon shouted without any restraint.

Chen Mo, who was in the palace, had his mental perception constantly activated, and he had already discovered that the Blood Demon had arrived through the teleportation array.

This Blood Demon actually brought 3000 subordinates, each of whom was at the Grandmaster level. Chen Mo made some preparations as soon as he had a thought.

Given his ruthless nature, it was impossible for him to greet the Blood Demon, so he waited quietly in the palace.

The Blood Demon started making a ruckus as soon as he arrived outside the palace.

"Alright, Blood Demon, why are you yelling so loudly? This is my territory."

As soon as Chen Mo finished speaking, the palace's array was activated, and the gates opened.

"You heartless old devil, I'm here to help you. An old friend has arrived, aren't you going to come out and greet him?"

As Blood Demon spoke, he led his three henchmen and swaggered into the Black Heart Palace.

How many people did you bring?

Chen Mo slowly walked out and met up with the Blood Demon at the door.

"Three thousand men, all at least Grandmaster level, isn't that enough? I haven't encountered any danger along the way, so what are you so afraid of?"

"Are you making fun of me? I won't stand for that! You'll have to compensate me for my losses!"

The Blood Demon was afraid that the Black-Hearted Old Ghost would play tricks on him, so he made it clear beforehand that he was wrong.

"Alright, alright, if you want to compensate, then I will. But on this other hand, aren't you afraid that you might encounter danger this time and not be able to get back?"

"What's so dangerous about this? I'm not afraid. I'm the Blood Demon. Even if I only have a drop of blood left, I can be resurrected. What's there to be afraid of?"

The Blood Demon's fearless demeanor made Chen Mo's heart sink slightly; if that was the case, then dealing with this Blood Demon would be difficult.