The divine manifestations began at the Gongwei Division.

The ground was littered with severed limbs and broken arms.

Zhou Heng sat expressionlessly on a blue stone, gently wiping the Dragon Sparrow Blade.

[A small storm arose from the tip of a blade of grass; you weathered a minor crisis and received a reward of a century's worth of cultivation.]

The words flickered before my eyes.

Without hesitation, Zhou Heng chose to invest his century of cultivation into the Jade Void Pure Source Saber Technique.

Countless sword techniques surged through my mind.

It seems that Zhou Heng has truly practiced swordsmanship for a hundred years, mastering the Jade Void Pure Source Sword Technique, which he obtained from the thousand-year-old tree demon, to a level that is deeply ingrained in his bones.

He lightly waved the Dragon Sparrow Blade in his hand, and in an instant, the air was filled with the light of the blade.

In the past, his main strength and speed were his greatest asset when facing enemies; his skills were rather lacking.

No one would believe that a sixth-rank martial artist only knows one technique, the Severing Door Saber Technique.

Now, Zhou Heng's shortcomings have been completely made up.

The Jade Void Pure Source Sword Technique is exquisite and unparalleled. Even though Zhou Heng has been cultivating it for a hundred years, he has only just entered the threshold.

This is a powerful sword technique that can be used up to the highest level.

The ancient demon's actions were extraordinary.

"Next, let's have a great disturbance in Heaven."

Zhou Heng stood up and looked in one direction.

Taking the hits passively has never been in his nature.

He likes to take the initiative.

…………

Mount Tai.

The Supervisory Office.

The newly appointed Prefect of Mount Tai, Chen Yongcheng, sat in his official residence, wearing a hat to cover his bald head.

But his bare forehead couldn't be hidden.

Zhou Heng's knife not only shaved off his hair, but also cut off his eyebrows.

A bald head can be covered by a hat, but how can you cover up eyebrows?

Chen Yongcheng is now too ashamed to face anyone.

Accompanied by a series of hurried footsteps, a clerk rushed in.

Chen Yongcheng's face darkened, and he angrily rebuked, "Didn't I tell you? Don't come to see me unless it's absolutely necessary!"

The clerk was pale, and his clothes were soaked with sweat, which showed how anxious he had been running.

"Your Excellency, something terrible has happened."

The clerk, panting, said, "The Demon-Slaying Captains of the Imperial Guard have broken in."

"What?"

Chen Yongcheng suddenly stood up and slammed his hand on the table.

"Are they crazy? This is the Taishan Provincial Administration Commission! Are they planning a rebellion?!"

"The rebellion isn't theirs..."

The clerk said, "Our affair has been exposed."

boom!

Before the clerk could finish speaking, a figure suddenly flew in from outside the door and landed on the ground with a thud, instantly staining the floor tiles with blood.

Chen Yongcheng and the clerk were both dumbfounded.

"That's right."

A voice rang out, "He's right, you've committed a crime."

Chen Yongcheng looked over at the sound and saw a handsome face standing on the threshold with a mocking smile. He was holding a knife in his hand, the blade stained with blood. Blood dripped down and condensed into droplets at the tip of the knife before splattering on the ground.

"Zhou Heng!"

Chen Yongcheng practically spat out a name through gritted teeth.

"As a demon-slaying captain, instead of slaying demons and monsters, you come to the Mount Tai Supervisory Office to kill innocent people. Have you gone mad?"

He pointed at Zhou Heng and shouted angrily, "Do you really think that a Demon-Slaying Captain can do whatever he wants?"

"Prefect Chen, you've gone too far."

Zhou Heng shook his head and said calmly, "Don't tell me you don't know anything."

"The demons lurking within the Taishan Supervisory Office alone are enough to make you play a game of 'Nine Clans Elimination'."

Zhou Heng pointed the tip of his knife at the corpse on the floor of the room.

In the pool of blood, the corpse had revealed its true form: a lynx.

"you--"

Chen Yongcheng trembled all over, whether from fear or anger, it was hard to tell.

He stared at Zhou Heng, his eyes gradually turning cold.

"Even if you find out, so what? Do you think you'll leave Mount Tai alive?"

Chen Yongcheng said coldly, "If you don't discover this secret, you can go back to the capital and be your demon-slaying captains, and we can all keep to ourselves."

But you insist on courting death!

"Where is the Sirius Gate?!"

Chen Yongcheng shouted.

There was no sound around, only the whistling mountain wind passing through the hall.

Where is Huang Tunan?!

Chen Yongcheng panicked and shouted loudly.

"Stop shouting. There are only the two of you left in the Taishan Supervisory Office now. No matter how loud you shout, no one will come."

Zhou Heng shook his head and said, "No matter how many demon soldiers there are on Mount Tai, they can't save you now."

I could kill you dozens of times before they even arrive.

So, Lord Chen, if you want a quick and painless death, then just be honest.

"It's none of my business!"

The clerk shouted and ran away.

Swish!

Zhou Heng simply flicked his sword, and a blood-red chain instantly bound the clerk tightly.

Click!

The blood-red chains, like pythons, twisted violently, shattering the clerk's bones.

He let out a short, painful scream, and then fell completely silent.

Zhou Heng showed no mercy whatsoever.

These people were all involved in the production of the "Free and Easy Powder" by colluding with demons; none of them were innocent.

Any act of leniency could become an arrow shot at oneself.

Zhou Heng would certainly not make such a basic mistake.

"Prefect Chen, are you going to tell me yourself, or do you want to test the punishments of my Guard Division?"

Zhou Heng revealed a smile that was almost devilish.

Chen Yongcheng's legs went weak, and he slumped into the chair.

Tianlang Sect has ruined me!

His face was full of bitterness.

"Zhou Heng, don't be so smug. Even if you kill me, you'll soon be buried with me."

No one can stop His Highness Prince Qi's grand undertaking!

Chen Yongcheng looked at Zhou Heng with boundless hatred.

"So it really is King Qi, Zhao Yuanji?"

Zhou Heng said, "Whether he can achieve great things or not, you will never see that day."

If you confess honestly now, I might give you a quick death.

"Hahaha."

Chen Yongcheng burst into laughter, "How delightful! I, Chen Yongcheng, have studied diligently for ten years and passed the imperial examination."

He spent decades sitting on the sidelines, receiving a monthly salary that, even after several years, wasn't enough to provide for his wife and children.

On what grounds?

It took me thirty years to climb to the seventh rank. You, a martial artist, are only twenty years old, yet you are already at the same rank as me. What makes you think you can?

Why should some people live in luxury while my wife and children have to eat simple meals?

Why are some people born into wealth and privilege, while my children don't even have a new piece of clothing?

Why is it that we are all human, yet some people call themselves superior?

I refuse to accept this!

With bloodshot eyes, Chen Yongcheng roared with all his might, "I'm going to take this gamble."

I'm going to overturn this unjust world!

Zhou Heng, the victor is king, the loser is villain. I, Chen Yongcheng, may die, but I have done nothing wrong!

A trickle of black blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.

Zhou Heng frowned.

I never expected that someone as cowardly as Chen Yongcheng would dare to commit suicide by poisoning himself.

Watching Chen Yongcheng slowly lose his breath, his eyes wide open until his death, he couldn't help but sigh.

"The injustice of the world is no excuse for you to wreak havoc on the world."

Zhou Heng said in a low voice, "If you have resentment, you should vent it on those powerful and wealthy people. Colluding with demons and using ordinary people to make medicine, what's the difference between you and those self-proclaimed superiors?"

He looked at Chen Yongcheng's corpse and felt a pang of emotion.

Clang!

Zhou Heng swung his sword, the blade slicing through the floor tiles and sending sparks flying.

Sparks fell on the curtains and the books.

A single spark can quickly ignite a raging inferno.

When Zhou Heng walked out of the Taishan Supervisory Office, the entire Taishan Supervisory Office was already engulfed in a sea of ​​fire.

Shouts, running sounds, and the roars of monsters came from all directions.

The real pursuers have arrived.

Zhou Heng stood with his sword drawn, his gaze fixed on the distance.