High Martial Arts: Becoming a Liver Master

Chen Mo appeared and took in the entire scene of the banquet.

The "food" on the table was made from fresh "ingredients" and smelled strongly of blood.

Chen Mo also saw faint black mist gathering above the food, which was the resentment of the "ingredients".

These black energies gathered together, but they had little power and could not harm Wang Wenqing and the others at all; they could only howl in anger.

This scene caused Chen Mo's anger to finally erupt.

boom!

Chen Mo's aura exploded, instantly locking onto everyone on the field.

Thump thump...

These beasts, armed and wary of Chen Mo, couldn't withstand his oppressive aura and immediately knelt on the ground.

Wang Wenqing and Chief Liang, in particular, endured the greatest pressure, and were forced to prostrate themselves on the ground.

The two struggled desperately, but found they couldn't break free.

"Who...who are you? What do you want to say? Please speak properly...Please be magnanimous and let us go."

"We...we shouldn't...have offended you, right? We..."

"My lord... please, we... we know we were wrong, please let us go."

"Spare me, spare me..."

Wang Wenqing and Liang, who were pinned to the ground, immediately realized the reality that the person in front of them was a powerful opponent they could not contend with.

Without a second thought, they immediately begged for mercy. Hearing the two men beg for mercy, the rest of the group also began to beg for mercy.

"So noisy!"

Chen Mo uttered two words, waved his hand, and the laws surged, silencing everyone.

These people couldn't open their mouths, but they wanted to speak, so they could only puff out their cheeks and turn their faces red.

Chen Mo did not extract their souls immediately, but instead used his mental power to search their souls directly.

There are two reasons why it is so important.

The first reason is that these people are all beast warriors, and they are no longer considered human; they are beasts.

The second reason is that directly extracting the souls of these beasts would be too easy on them. Chen Mo wants to torture their bodies first, and then torture their souls, so that he can feel more satisfied.

The soul search was completed quickly.

"You beasts deserve to die!"

After reading the memories of these beasts and learning about their deeds, Chen Mo couldn't help but grit his teeth and say something.

He wished he could tear these people to pieces right now; what these beasts had done was utterly despicable.

In order to become guardians, Wang Wenqing and others cooperated with the Abyss Church to harm warriors who entered the Abyss Rift.

Over the years, more than 2000 martial artists have been harmed.

From newly-minted martial artists to Martial Kings, all have been harmed. Moreover, after those martial artists were killed, they were all devoured by these beasts.

Some are used for research, and some are used for live experiments.

Those who were eaten suffered the least pain, while those used for research endured endless torment.

These beasts have done no different things from demons; to call them beasts is an insult to the word "beast."

Chen Mo snorted coldly, his face icy. The air around him froze and spread out immediately because of his snort. The beasts kneeling on the ground were instantly covered with a layer of frost, making them shiver.

They wanted to beg for mercy, they wanted to cry for help, but they couldn't say it.

Wang Wenqing and Chief Liang, on the other hand, were quite strong, both being Martial Kings. They were also quick-witted and used their true energy to create ventriloquism through abdominal vibrations, thus producing sounds.

"Who are you? My Wang family is the most powerful family in Tianyang City. We have no grudge against you. Your insults to my Wang family show that you have no respect for us."

"You should think this through. My Wang family has a Martial Emperor, a powerhouse whose combat strength is comparable to a Martial Saint."

Wang Wenqing's ventriloquism was filled with arrogance and threat. Seeing Chen Mo's young face, he judged that Chen Mo was definitely not a Martial Saint, but at most a Martial Emperor.

His family has several Martial Emperors, and his family is one of the top clans in Tianyang City. Everyone would have to give him face.

Otherwise, the Wang family wouldn't have been able to stand strong in Tianyang City for so many years.

Leader Liang also realized that he also had powerful backers. Even if he was being suppressed, it wouldn't stop him from bringing out his backers.

So he imitated Wang Wenqing's tone and began to speak ventriloquism:

"Elder Wang is right. You should carefully consider whether you can stand against the number one family in Tianyang City by yourself."

"Of course, there's me too. I'm a branch leader in the Abyss Church, and my master is the Heavenly Martial Saint. If he finds out that I've been humiliated like this, he'll definitely tear you to pieces."

"If you know what's good for you, you'd better let us go right now, or you'll regret it."

Hearing their smiles, Chen Mo snorted coldly:

"You're about to die, and you still dare to threaten me? You probably don't even know how to spell 'death'!"

"However, I won't kill you so quickly. First, I'll let you taste what I did to those martial artists!"

After saying that, Chen Mo used the laws of space to begin cutting their bodies piece by piece.

"Ahhh..."

As the laws of space slashed through them, these beasts immediately let out painful screams.

"Too noisy!" Chen Mo used spatial laws to block their voices; he was too lazy to talk to these beasts.

Talking to them is a waste of breath and time.

As for the Wang family, he had already wiped them out. As for Liang's master, the Heavenly Martial Saint, Chen Mo had already learned about him from Liang's memories.

After dealing with these beasts, Chen Mo will naturally go to find the Heavenly Martial Saint himself and give him a good beating, so that he knows that even a Martial Saint cannot do whatever he wants.

This Liang family leader and the Wang family are using the title of the Heavenly Martial Saint to do whatever they want in Tianyang City.

But in all these years, the Heavenly Martial Saint has never come to Tianyang City.

A martial saint who teaches such a disciple is naturally no good person, and to call himself the Heavenly Martial Saint is a real waste of that name.

Chen Mo will make him realize that he is not worthy of the title "Cangtian Martial Saint".

He should be called the Chicken Martial Saint.

After the pleas for mercy were silenced, Chen Mo spread his palms, and the Human Emperor Flag flew out of his hand, automatically growing larger and longer.

Immediately afterwards, he made hand seals to communicate with heaven and earth, connect yin and yang, and summon the wronged souls of the victims.

In an instant, the hall, which had been cooled by the icy aura emanating from Chen Mo, darkened and became even more sinister.

The dishes on the table, which originally emitted a faint black aura, were rapidly increasing in quantity and becoming more concentrated, converging towards the direction of the Emperor's Banner.

Not only on the dining table, but also on the floor, throughout the hall, and in various places at the Shenzhen church stronghold, black smoke began to rise and converge towards the direction of the Emperor's Flag.

With so much black energy appearing, one can imagine how many wronged souls were at large.

As the black mist swept over the animals, the slight chill it emitted sent shivers down their spines, tightened their nerves, made their hair stand on end, and caused them to tremble all over.