High Martial Arts: Becoming a Liver Master

The arrogant Indians, who had just been so cocky, vanished into nothingness with a wave of their leader's hand.

Zhang Jingzhong's eyes widened like copper bells, his mouth gaped open, and he couldn't utter a single word.

This was the first time he had ever seen such a sight.

Such a shocking scene can only be seen on television; in reality, it can only be heard from comrades when they brag about it.

Even though he was over two hundred years old, with rich experience and extensive knowledge, he had never actually seen such a scene before.

It should be noted that among these Indians, there are three Martial Venerables of the same realm as him, one Martial Venerable who is two minor realms higher than him, and more than a dozen Martial Saints.

He had no choice but to run for his life against them, but now he was wiped out with a wave of his hand.

Conversely, they can also eliminate you with a wave of their hand, which shows how powerful they are.

"Gurgle!"

Zhang Jingzhong swallowed hard, his face turning pale. When he came to his senses, he dared not look Chen Mo in the eye and became even more respectful.

He felt even more annoyed. He had been extremely rude for not immediately stopping the leader from calling him "Brother Zhang."

"Sir! I'm sorry! I..."

Zhang Jingzhong immediately stood at attention, saluted Chen Mo, and apologized, "Yes, I was blind and didn't recognize the commander's true appearance..."

Before he could finish speaking, Chen Mo interrupted him:

"Comrade Zhang, you don't need to apologize. You didn't do anything wrong!"

Seeing that Zhang Jingzhong still wore a respectful and awe-inspiring expression, tinged with fear, Chen Mo immediately guessed his thoughts and changed the subject.

"Comrade Zhang, your mission is complete. You can return home now. I will rescue the remaining soldiers!"

"Yes, sir!" Zhang Jingzhong immediately saluted and replied, "Sir, please be careful, I'll go back now!"

"Let's go back!"

"yes!"

After responding, Zhang Jingzhong vanished in a flash.

He didn't say he would stay, because staying would not only be useless but would also be a hindrance.

Although he was worried about the safety of his comrades, he did not plan to stay behind alone to return for rescue and search.

He believed that with the commander's intervention, his comrades would surely be saved.

In his mental perception, Zhang Jingzhong did not stop and quickly moved towards the Great Xia Kingdom, so Chen Mo felt relieved.

The method he just displayed was to let Zhang Jingzhong know his abilities and that he didn't need Zhang's help.

In the army, the bonds between soldiers are incredibly deep.

Never abandon, never give up – that is their belief.

If they hadn't been scattered from the start, Zhang Jingzhong wouldn't have fled back.

After searching several times without success, Zhang Jingzhong had no choice but to return to China to seek help.

Sensing that Zhang Jingzhong had not changed direction, Chen Mo calmed down and began to search the souls of those Indians.

Since the Emperor's Flag wasn't brought along, Chen Mo let the little emperor, who had transformed into human form, stay at home and be a playmate for his younger sister, Chen Wan'er.

He carried a long sword, which was a manifestation of the Human Emperor's Banner and possessed a portion of the banner's energy, such as the ability to capture, store, absorb, decompose, and enslave souls.

Moreover, there is another advantage: using this knife against an enemy can damage both their body and soul.

That's a double blow.

Before long, Chen Mo finished searching the soul and obtained some useful information.

First, India, in alliance with dozens of other countries, ambushed the powerful figures from Great Xia who came out to assassinate Japanese.

Secondly, three warriors from the Great Xia Kingdom were captured, taken back to prison, tortured, and subjected to human experiments.

Third, a treasure has appeared in the secret realm that can allow a Martial Venerable expert to advance a minor realm!

Fourth, all the Great Xia warriors are to be captured for human experimentation, and some Great Xia warriors have already entered the secret realm.

At the same time, Chen Mo also saw the lives of these powerful figures from India, each of whom had become stronger by stepping over mountains of corpses and seas of blood.

What angered Chen Mo even more was that those four Martial Venerables used to secretly go to the Great Xia Kingdom to plunder ordinary people.

These ordinary people suffered inhuman torture, were captured for human experimentation, or were used as food.

Upon seeing those memories, Chen Mo felt an urge to tear them to pieces, but their bodies had already turned to dust.

"They got off too easily; they died too easily and didn't even suffer much pain."

Chen Mo felt some regret for taking their lives so easily.

"However, since their souls are still alive, let's subject these souls to all sorts of cruel tortures and let them experience the pain."

Thinking of this, Chen Mo had a thought, and a long knife appeared in his hand.

This is a 1.2-meter-long Tang-style horizontal sword with a black hilt and a long, straight blade covered with mysterious runes that emit a faint, cold light.

The long sword appeared, and the air seemed to hum, as if it were about to cut through something.

A few ripples spread around the knife.

Chen Mo flipped his left hand, and 20 souls appeared in his palm. These souls struggled and wailed wildly in Chen Mo's palm.

Their faces were contorted in pain, ferocious and terrifying. They shouted and begged for mercy, cursed and kowtowed.

They begged Chen Mo to let them go.

Chen Mo remained indifferent, but his eyes were filled with murderous intent as he flipped his palm.

The soul in his palm floated onto the long sword in his right hand.

The longsword emitted a cold light, and the souls were attracted to it like iron meeting a magnet.

"Ahhh..."

Each soul struggled, trying to break free from the blade, but after barely a centimeter, it was pulled back by an invisible force.

The light on the longsword dimmed again, but the soul around him felt as if it were being torn apart by a thousand knives, enduring endless pain, his face becoming even more distorted, and his cries even more mournful.

Besides struggling and crying out, they had no choice but to entangle themselves around the blade.

"This is just an appetizer!"

Chen Mo ignored the souls and lightly waved his longsword. The air around the sword immediately tore open, revealing a thin crack.

The souls surrounding the longsword immediately let out a huge wail, and then their souls dimmed a little.

Their souls felt as if they had been pricked by countless steel needles at the same time, or even stirred up.

That kind of pain is unbearable!

Of course, these souls are still very powerful, after all, they are the souls of Martial Venerables and Martial Saints.

Seeing these souls wailing in pain, Chen Mo's anger subsided somewhat.

He then put the longsword into his body and tore through space to go to the prison where the warriors of the Great Xia Kingdom were imprisoned.

It teleported ten times without stopping, traveling 10 kilometers.

Chen Mo then arrived at his destination.

This so-called prison was not as old and dilapidated as I had imagined.

Instead, it was a modern high-rise building with the four large characters "Shennius Building" hanging on it.

A mental scan revealed that there were 50 floors above and 20 floors below, and all personnel had been identified.

"Found it on the 15th basement level."