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Zhao Dexuan stared at the ancient stone.

The arrogance on his face froze for a moment.

Instead, there was an unbelievable sense of awe.

The cyan sword energy was embedded three inches into the stone, remaining completely still.

Three days passed, and the sword energy not only did not dissipate, but became even more solid.

Blue ripples flowed slowly across the stone surface, like the breath of a living thing.

What's even more terrifying is that sword intent.

Sharp, chilling, and keen.

Zhao Dexuan felt a stinging sensation on his skin and difficulty breathing just by looking at it from a distance.

He instinctively took a half step back.

Upon this retreat, the three hundred imperial guards all paled.

"This...this is..."

Zhao Dexuan's voice was dry.

Although he was a prince of the imperial family, he had also studied martial arts with martial arts masters for several years.

But the methods he was about to use were completely beyond his comprehension.

The true energy lingers for three days after leaving the body!

This is something that no ordinary master of innate cultivation could do!

When Wang Chongyang was alive, his true energy could only be released for a maximum of half an hour.

And this sword energy...

It remained condensed for three days without dissipating.

It even became more solidified.

Zhao Dexuan suddenly remembered something, and his face turned even paler.

"Even the legendary Master Chongyang couldn't have achieved this level of skill back then..."

He muttered to himself.

Behind them, the three hundred imperial guards looked at each other in bewilderment.

Someone's hand holding the knife was trembling.

Some people broke out in a cold sweat.

Although the sword intent was not directed at anyone, it instilled a deep-seated fear in these veterans who had fought their way through mountains of corpses and seas of blood.

Ma Yu then slowly spoke.

"Before leaving the mountain, Junior Brother Xuanmo said—"

"If the imperial court sends someone to inquire, this will be his answer."

His voice was calm, yet every word was like a hammer blow.

Zhao Dexuan remained silent for a long time.

His gaze swept over the Seven Masters of Quanzhen.

They appeared calm and collected, clearly having witnessed such methods before.

"it is good."

Zhao Dexuan took a deep breath, suppressing the shock surging in his heart.

"I have witnessed something truly remarkable today!"

"I will return and report the truth to His Majesty!"

He flicked his sleeves, turned around, and strode away.

Three hundred imperial guards followed closely behind, their steps hurried.

The imperial entourage, in a grand and imposing procession, departed from Zhongnan Mountain.

Tie Youxia stood there, watching Zhao Dexuan's back, a complex expression flashing in her eyes.

he knows.

What happened today will surely spread throughout the court and the public.

A master of innate cultivation who can retain his true energy for three days after it leaves his body...

It was no longer something that the imperial court could easily control.

If His Majesty is wise, he should know how to make a choice.

Ma Yu turned around and looked at the other six senior brothers.

"It seems that Junior Brother Xuanmo was right."

"The imperial court has indeed come to test us."

Qiu Chuji sneered.

"So what if we test them?"

"Now that Junior Brother Xuanmo has made his stance clear, if the imperial court still doesn't understand, then it will only bring shame upon itself!"

Wang Chuyi shook his head.

"I'm afraid this matter is not that simple."

"If the imperial court deems Junior Brother Xuanmo a threat, it will likely employ other methods."

"Then let's go!"

A cold glint flashed in Qiu Chuji's eyes.

"While our Quanzhen Sect does not participate in court disputes, we are by no means to be manipulated by others!"

Ma Yu remained silent for a moment before finally speaking.

"Fellow disciples, although our junior brother Xuanmo has left the mountain, the Quanzhen Sect must not be thrown into chaos."

"We need to be prepared."

Everyone nodded in agreement.

They understood.

From today onwards, the situation of the Quanzhen Sect will become even more delicate.

The existence of a Grandmaster of the Innate Realm is enough to change the entire landscape of the martial arts world.

The imperial court, of course, would not stand idly by.

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The official road is ten miles away from Lin'an City.

A figure in green stood beneath the ancient pine tree.

Shen Mo stood with his hands behind his back, his gaze calmly fixed on the distant city wall.

It has been three days since we left Zhongnan Mountain.

Over the past three days, he has killed seventeen people according to the list provided by Tie Youxia.

Corrupt officials, gangsters, death row inmates and serious criminals.

Each and every one of them is utterly wicked.

Shen Mo did not hesitate at all.

These people deserve to die.

He was simply doing what he was supposed to do.

In his mind, the ancient mirror rippled slightly.

The mechanical voice of the good and evil system sounded.

[Slay the corrupt official Zhao Wenyuan, Good/Evil Points +1000]

[Slay the notorious scoundrel 'Bloody Hand Butcher' Zhang San, gain +800 Good/Evil Points]

[Slay the prisoner King Ermazi, Good and Evil Points +500]

……

Current Good/Evil Points: 23700

Shen Mo's heart stirred slightly.

Three days of killings accumulated more than 20,000 good and evil points.

The thirteenth level of the Dragon Elephant Prajna Skill requires a full 100,000 points.

More than 20,000 is still far from enough.

But he wasn't in a hurry.

Because he knew that the real big win was yet to come.

In Lin'an City, there are still dozens of corrupt officials and hundreds of gangsters.

They are all on Tie Youxia's list.

Shen Mo raised his right hand.

A blue light appeared in the palm of his hand.

The innate true energy flowed in his palm, radiating a sharp and powerful aura.

His 134 years of martial arts skills were enough to make him roam freely in the martial arts world.

But he knew it in his heart.

This is not enough.

He wants to become stronger.

He was so powerful that even if the imperial court sent thousands of troops, they could not threaten him.

Only in this way can he protect those who are worth protecting.

Just then.

Shen Mo glanced at her out of the corner of his eye and spoke calmly.

"Three days isn't enough?"

The words fell.

Dozens of figures in the woods on both sides of the official road suddenly trembled.

The next moment—

A dozen or so martial arts figures emerged from the shadows, each with a different expression.

Some people looked on with awe, some had excitement in their eyes, and others were full of hesitation.

The white-clad swordsman at the head of the group stepped forward, clasped his hands in greeting, and said, "This junior, Li Jianfeng, a disciple of the Heavenly Eagle Sect, greets senior."

He paused, his voice tinged with excitement: "For the past three days, I have personally witnessed you, senior, punishing evil and promoting good, and slaying those heinous criminals. Your actions are truly a blessing to the martial world! I am willing to follow you..."

"No need."

Shen Mo interrupted him.

His tone was calm, devoid of any emotion.

"I killed people; I was just doing what I had to do."

"If you want to uphold justice, go yourselves. There's no point in following me."

Li Jianfeng's expression froze.

Behind him, a burly man in black couldn't help but speak up: "Senior, we follow you not for any personal gain! We simply... simply to witness firsthand how you punish the wicked and uphold justice! In the martial world, those who dare to take action against corrupt officials like you are as rare as phoenix feathers..."

Shen Mo turned around.

His gaze swept calmly over the crowd.

Those martial arts practitioners felt an invisible pressure bearing down on them, making it difficult to breathe.

"What do you want to witness?"

Shen Mo's tone remained calm, yet carried a hint of coldness.

"Witness the slaughter? Or witness your so-called chivalry?"

He paused.

"Every person I have killed was unforgivable. But killing is never something to be praised."

"If you truly wish to uphold justice, then do something practical. Provide relief to disaster victims, protect the weak, and punish the wicked."

"Instead of following behind me and watching the show."

The words fell.

Shen Mo vanished from the spot in a flash.

A dozen or so martial arts practitioners stood there dumbfounded.

After a long pause, Li Jianfeng gave a bitter smile.

"Senior is right...we were indeed just watching the show..."

The burly man in black remained silent for a moment before finally speaking: "Let's go. If our senior does not wish for us to follow, we should not trouble him any further."

The group exchanged glances and finally dispersed.