High-level martial arts: Starting with a heart of steel, stats crush everything.

"Don't worry, everyone has been evacuated."

Gu Feng's next words put Chen Mo and the others at ease.

"My grandfather didn't tell me the specifics, he just told me not to go to the South Island recently if I wanted to go out to play."

"That abyssal rift is a bit tricky to deal with; they say it's very troublesome. Governor Song almost perished inside it."

"There's really no other way but to use nuclear weapons to disrupt the passage and temporarily seal it off."

"Temporarily sealed off? Can the abyssal rift really be sealed off?"

Chen Mo had never heard of this before; this was the first time he had learned that the abyssal rift could be sealed.

"It's only temporary; the passage will stabilize again in six months at most."

"Moreover, this method can only be used once. The passage of the Abyss Rift can learn, and after that, the nuclear missile will be ineffective against the passage."

Gu Feng shook his head. The situation was indeed somewhat complicated, with each region facing its own troubles.

But the most troublesome are the newly formed abyssal rifts in the South Island and the Kunlun Mountain abyssal rifts.

Neither of these locations has been publicly disclosed, and the trouble is the greatest of all the abyssal rifts.

"But don't worry, a six-month grace period is enough. A proper martial arts legion will be there to deal with the trouble there."

The group remained silent, but they all sensed that the situation was becoming increasingly dangerous.

Just as the dormitory fell silent, Chen Mo's phone suddenly rang.

"Feed?" Chen Mo glanced at the unfamiliar number on his phone and answered it with some confusion.

"Chen Mo, they're cracking down on the remnants of the Abyss Cult in the Southwest District of Shancheng. If you have time, go and help them out."

"I have almost wiped out the Abyss Cult in the Southeast Diocese. Only a few rotten fish and shrimps are still escaping outside, and they are not worth worrying about."

A familiar voice came from the other end of the phone, sounding very strong.

"Uncle Song?" Chen Mo was taken aback. Why was Song Bin calling him at this time?

"It's me. I thought you'd forgotten about me since you hadn't made a sound for so long."

Song Bin smiled and continued.

"I know you're at the Mountain City Martial Arts Academy right now. Are you getting really annoyed by those spineless academics?"

"But don't worry, the various abyssal rifts are starting to change, and it seems that they are merging more deeply with the Blue Star."

"So the higher-ups decided to completely eliminate the academics and replace them with practical practitioners, so you don't have to worry about anyone retaliating against you no matter how much you suppress the academics."

"Also, if any old, morbid academic grandmaster gives you trouble, give me a call and I'll 'take care of' him."

Song Bin's words sounded casual, but they contained profound meaning.

"About that cult..." Chen Mo scratched his face. He had just started learning Abyss Language, and if he got interrupted by other things, he might not pass the test...

"You don't need to follow the whole process. The Abyss Cult in the Southwest Diocese no longer has any high-end combat power. At most, there are only a few upper-level fourth-grade martial artists."

Song Bin thought for a moment and remembered that Chen Mo did have other things to do, so he didn't force him to wipe out the Abyss Cult.

"Then you five little guys should go and help out. The students from Shancheng Martial Arts Academy have too little practical combat experience. If they go alone, the casualties will be very high."

"You guys should mentor them. A bunch of martial artists who don't even dare to kill anyone, I really don't know how these academics trained them."

"Okay, I understand." Chen Mo breathed a sigh of relief when he heard that he was just asked to take care of them.

As long as it doesn't interfere with my academic studies.

"Alright, then you guys be careful. I'll take care of things in the southeast these next couple of days and see if I can take care of the remaining remnants."

Song Bin nodded and hung up the phone.

"What, you're still not going to reveal the position of your archbishop?"

With his hair down, Song Bin sat in front of a cult member covered in wounds, his cold gaze sweeping over him.

"Long live the cult..."

The cult member barely opened his eyes, which were swollen like steamed buns, and said something with a hint of sarcasm.

"Seriously, that's why I hate cults like you so much."

Song Bin shook his head, stood up, and grabbed the cultist's chin.

"I didn't want to bother with you, and you can't cause any major disturbance."

"You just touched people you should never have touched and did things you should never have done."

Song Bin tightened his grip, and the cultist's chin made a cracking sound.

"I, Song Bin, have no children, no parents, and I only have this one disciple, yet you still want to harm him."

"If that were all, I wouldn't have gone to this extent."

"However, you have violated the cardinal rule for all martial artists."

"You bunch of beasts actually dared to lay a hand on Chen Mo's family!"

Song Bin's expression turned ferocious, and his violent pure blood energy directly overturned the table in front of him.

"You need to understand that in order to deal with this matter, I even abandoned the newly formed abyssal rift on the southern island, and the southern island itself has been temporarily put aside as well."

"You should understand what my relationship is with you now, right?"

"A fight to the death..."

puff!

With a forceful grip, Song Bin caused the cultist's head to explode like a watermelon.

"Tell the higher-ups to double the security around Chen Mo's parents, with at least one level 12 martial artist stationed there."

"Those are my apprentice's parents, who are my brothers by seniority. If even a single hair on their head is missing, don't blame me for turning against you."

The director of the provincial martial arts education bureau, standing to the side, was sweating profusely and nodded repeatedly, but couldn't utter a single word.

"Tell Yu Jinling that I, Song Bin, will be staying in Taizhou for the next period of time, which will be a good opportunity to get to know my apprentice's parents better."

"Tsk tsk tsk, your true nature has been completely exposed after taking on a disciple, hasn't it?"

Just as the director of the provincial martial arts education bureau was sweating profusely, a tall figure appeared behind him.

"Governor Yu..." The director of the Martial Arts Education Bureau breathed a sigh of relief. Although he was a level twelve martial artist, he was as helpless as a child in front of Song Bin.

So these are the practical martial artists who fought their way through mountains of corpses and seas of blood...

That's terrifying...

"You used to call me 'Big Sister,' but now you call me by my full name. Song Bin, aren't you going a bit too far?"

Yu Jinling sat in the chair, frowning as she looked at Song Bin in front of her.

Song Bin remained silent, but the menacing aura emanating from him was still quite chilling.

"I understand how you feel right now, but Taizhou is not a place you should go."

"I will personally take charge of this matter, and I will inform you of any progress as soon as possible."

"South Island needs you. You must go back and take charge. Those old men up there are already getting a little unhappy."

Yu Jinling sighed and shook her head helplessly.

"Do you know how many people you've killed in the southeast region during this time?"

"Seventeen thousand people! Although they were all cult members, you killed seventeen thousand of them in three days. Do you know how difficult the cleanup work will be?"

"Even 17,000 pigs wouldn't be slaughtered like this. The crematorium has been belching out black smoke lately, and the workers are all smelling like ashes."

"And those high-ranking cult members, who had been under surveillance for almost a year, you slapped their heads off!"

"Do you know how much psychological trauma this has left on those ordinary staff members?"

"So what? They dared to touch my apprentice, and they wanted to touch my apprentice's parents. This is provoking me, Song Bin."

Song Bin maintained the same expression, stood up, and patted Yu Jinling on the shoulder.

"Big sister, I know what you want to say."

"I will go back to guard the southern island, but on one condition."

"Speak." Hearing that Song Bin was willing to compromise, Yu Jinling breathed a sigh of relief.

"Give me all information related to Chen Mo, or that child Chen Mo."

"Especially the archbishop, I want to tear him to pieces with my own hands."

Song Bin's aura grew increasingly menacing, and Yu Jinling felt a chill run down her spine.

"Okay, hurry back, the South Island needs you."

"Thank you, elder sister. Don't forget to look after Chen Mo's family."

"I know..."