High Martial Arts: Martial Soul Great Sage Equal to Heaven, crushing all races.

Feng Mo slowly turned around.

With keen eyesight, it was boldly activated!

The golden divine light pierced through layers of streets and the remaining array barriers, accurately locking onto the Xia family's territory, a hundred miles west of the city, completely covered by twisted ancient tree vines.

He didn't shout a single slogan.

He did not publish any lengthy articles.

He simply uttered two words calmly.

"Set off."

boom!

Behind him, tens of thousands of elite survivors stepped forward in unison.

The sound of combat boots treading over the ruins blended into a somber drumbeat, setting the stage for the impending reckoning.

Li Changqing and Feng Qingyang stood side by side, gazing at the figure leading the way, their silence as solid as a mountain.

It's time to collect the debts from Shanghai, with interest.

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The western part of Shanghai, the Xia family's territory.

This place was once one of the most magnificent mansions in Shanghai, with pavilions, towers, carved beams and painted rafters, covering an area of ​​nearly a hundred miles, and was exceptionally grand.

Now, this place has been transformed into a strange, demonic forest.

An ancient tree, whose age was unknown, had become completely transformed into a demon and became the sole ruler of this land.

Its towering canopy shrouded the entire tribe's territory in eternal darkness.

Thick, black vines, as thick as pythons, coiled around every building, reaching in through the cracks in doors and windows, completely swallowing up the former prosperity.

The air was filled with a stench that was a mixture of decaying vegetation and the resentment of flesh and blood.

"They're here! They're here!"

On the outskirts of the clan's territory, in a pavilion that served as a watchtower, a demonized warrior from the Xia family, responsible for guarding the area, was terrified when he saw the rapidly approaching torrent of steel on the distant horizon. He scrambled down from the pavilion, completely terrified.

On one side of his face, bark-like patterns had appeared, and his eyes flashed with inhuman terror.

"Quickly! Inform the Ancestor! The Demon Slayer Division's army... that fiend Feng Mo, he's attacking!"

Screams echoed through the dark tribal lands, bringing an apocalyptic panic.

The hundreds of Xia family warriors who remained behind all had their expressions drastically changed.

The outcome of the East China Sea battle had already been relayed back through certain clandestine channels.

The seventh-tier demon emperor Ao Yuan was brutally tortured and dismembered by that eighteen-year-old boy on the shores of the East Sea!

This news was like a mountain of immense weight, crushing the last glimmer of hope in their hearts.

……

The ancient tree area, right in the center.

Inside the thickest trunk of that demonized ancient tree was a natural cage woven from roots and vines.

Xia Buxiu, the patriarch of the Xia family, sat cross-legged.

No, he can no longer "sit".

His entire lower body had completely merged with this enormous, demonized ancient tree, transforming into thousands of thick roots that burrowed deep into the earth's veins, absorbing the spiritual energy and resentment of the Demon City.

Its upper body was covered with dark brown cracks, resembling a piece of old tree bark on the verge of decay.

The ten fingers had long since been transformed into sharp claws like withered branches.

He heard his people screaming.

He sensed the undisguised, chilling killing intent sweeping in from the east.

He wanted to stand up and unleash his sixth-tier peak domain to fight.

However, when he tried to mobilize his strength, he was horrified to find that he could not move at all!

Those roots, so closely connected to the earth, provided him with a constant source of strength, but also became the strongest shackles, pinning him firmly to the spot.

"No...no!!"

Xia Buxiu let out a roar of resentment.

Tree spirit martial arts, rooted in the earth, can draw endless vitality and possess an incredibly long lifespan.

However, its drawback is equally fatal—before achieving a complete breakthrough and transforming the physical world into a domain, the main body cannot move even an inch!

He trapped himself here and died!

"So close...so close!"

He frantically channeled the demonic power within his body, assaulting the insurmountable barrier between the sixth and seventh ranks.

A surge of immense energy coursed through his body, causing the entire ancient tree to tremble violently, with countless vines dancing wildly like mad snakes.

No matter how hard he tried, the bottleneck, as thin as a cicada's wing, remained as tough as divine iron and could not be shaken.

He has trapped himself in his own web of deceit!

In his pursuit of the elusive seventh-order Great Dao, he did not hesitate to sacrifice the entire city and collude with the demon race, but in the end, he ended up imprisoned and unable to move!

What a tremendous irony!

"Formation! Activate the formation!"

In despair, Xia Buxiu let out a hysterical roar.

hum-

A light blue energy shield suddenly rose from the edge of the clan's territory, rapidly expanding to completely envelop the Xia family's territory, which spanned a hundred miles, along with the towering ancient tree.

Countless mysterious runes flowed across the light shield, radiating an ancient and powerful aura.

The Xia family's enduring legacy for over a thousand years—the Clan Protector Array!

As the formation rose, Xia Buxiu seemed to regain a bit of confidence.

His aged and venomous voice, amplified by the power of the array, resounded throughout the entire city:

"Feng Mo! Feng Qingyang! Li Changqing!"

"My Xia family are founding heroes of the Great Xia Dynasty! Our ancestors once slew a seventh-tier sword saint from the Sakura Kingdom during a national war, guarding the gates of the Great Xia Dynasty with unparalleled merit!"

"The merits of my Xia family are as enduring as the fate of the nation! You have no right to punish the descendants of meritorious officials!"

"Today, anyone who dares to set foot on the ancestral land of my Xia family is an enemy of the laws of the Great Xia Dynasty, and a blatant disobedience to the world! They will surely be nailed to the pillar of historical shame!"

These words were righteous, forceful, and resounding.

Before the evidence is exposed, it might be able to fool many people.

But at this moment, all that remained in the ears of the surviving residents of Shanghai was boundless disgust and anger.

"Shameless! Utterly shameless!"

"Using the achievements of our ancestors as a cover for our own crimes?"

"This kind of scum doesn't even deserve to be called a 'meritorious official'?!"

At the front of the Demon Slayer Army.

Upon hearing these words, Yang Jinyun became so angry that her face turned red, and she spat a mouthful of phlegm onto the ground.

"Bah! I'll see today whether this old dog's record of achievements is more impressive, or General Feng's stick is harder!"

Feng Mo stood at the forefront of the army, facing the clan's protective formation that covered the sky and earth, and Xia Buxiu's blustering but cowardly shouts, he didn't even lift his eyelids.

answer?

A rebuttal?

Meaningless.

He simply raised his right hand slowly.

A flash of golden light appeared in his palm, and the seemingly ordinary black iron rod materialized out of thin air.

There was no earth-shattering buildup of power.

There is no Dharma form that can destroy the heavens and the earth.

It didn't even stir up the slightest bit of spiritual energy from heaven and earth.

The Great Demon-Suppressing Staff - Demon-Suppressing Style!

Instant cast!

hum!

The Ruyi Jingu Bang (the magic staff) emitted a soft chime in his palm.

In the next instant, it swelled up in the wind!

Without any apparent process, as if transcending the limitations of space and time, a colossal crimson-gold pillar piercing through heaven and earth appeared out of thin air above the Xia family's territory.

Carrying the domineering divine might of the Battle Domain that suppresses all laws, it crashed down on the clan's protective formation, which was said to have been passed down for thousands of years and was strong enough to withstand the bombardment of a sixth-level expert!

Boom—Crack!

The pale blue light shield didn't even ripple the moment it touched the golden cudgel.

It's like the most fragile glass dome that's been hit by a hammer.

Starting from the point of contact, spiderweb-like cracks spread wildly throughout the entire formation at a speed exceeding the speed of light.

Then, under Xia Buxiu's horrified gaze and the incredulous stares of all the Xia family members,

It shattered with a deafening roar!

The rain of light was like a grand fireworks display, brilliant yet fleeting.

A thousand years of heritage vanished under this single blow.

until now.

Feng Mo's cold, calm voice, like a belated judgment, slowly descended and spread throughout the city.

"Merit is merit, and fault is fault. The merits of our ancestors cannot atone for your sins."