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

Xiao Zhen stared intently at Feng Mo, as if he wanted to place this heavy burden entirely on his shoulders.

The courtyard was completely silent.

After a long while, Feng Mo listened calmly to everything, his face remaining expressionless.

He only asked one question.

"Where's the list?"

Upon hearing this, Xiao Zhen was taken aback at first, and then a burst of unrestrained laughter erupted from his serious face.

"Hahaha! Great! What a 'list'! So direct! I love it!"

He slammed his hand heavily on the stone table.

"Go for it! Even if the sky falls, I'll hold it up for you!"

"It's not just you. In other war zones, there are several 'swords' like yours that have already begun to move. This is both a purge and a test for your generation of young people."

"Whoever survives this purge of blood and fire and achieves the greatest results will be the future of Great Xia!"

That night, at midnight.

Feng Mo sat cross-legged in the quiet room of Tingzhuxuan, his expression calm.

The daytime conflict and investiture were, to him, merely minor incidents that he had already anticipated.

The real game began when Xiao Zhen uttered the words "Great Purge".

knock knock.

Two soft sounds came from outside the door.

"General Feng, Inspector Xiao sent me with a secret document."

Feng Mo opened his eyes, and the door opened silently by itself.

A captain from the Demon Slayer Division knelt on one knee, holding a jade slip wrapped in layers of restrictions in both hands.

With a casual gesture, Feng Mo sent the jade slip into his palm.

Divine sense probed in.

The restrictions melted away like ice and snow, and a massive flow of information instantly flooded into his mind.

That was a list.

A death list written in blood-red cinnabar.

The document details more than a dozen aristocratic families and sects in the capital who secretly colluded with the Demon Worship Cult or used human blood sacrifices to cultivate evil arts, along with irrefutable evidence of their crimes.

And ranked first is none other than—the Wang family of the capital!

The incriminating evidence clearly records: Wang Teng, an elder of the Wang family, colluded with the Demon Worship Cult to traffic human children; his son, Wang Xiao, used secret methods to build a blood pool, abducting civilian women year-round to drink their blood and increase his cultivation...

Feng Mo's gaze fell on the two words "Wang Teng".

It was the same old man who had been frozen in place at the victory banquet during the day, and who dared to glare back at him with resentment as he left.

well.

Hatred should not be held onto overnight.

Feng Mo stood up directly from the futon and pushed open the door to go out.

Outside the door, the captain and a group of guards were still waiting.

"Gather manpower."

Feng Mo's voice was cold and devoid of any emotion.

"Come with me to ransack their house."

The captain was taken aback for a moment, then his eyes flashed with fanaticism, and he roared in response, "Yes, sir!"

……

Just past midnight, in the eastern part of the capital, at the Wang family mansion.

As a second-rate noble family that had been entrenched in the capital for over six hundred years, the Wang family mansion occupied a vast area, complete with pavilions and towers, exuding an extraordinary grandeur.

But tonight, that grandeur was completely shattered by a chilling, murderous aura.

"Boom!"

The heavy footsteps and the sound of armored vehicle tracks grinding against the ground came from all directions, alarming half of the capital.

Five hundred elite demon-slaying soldiers, dressed in black combat uniforms and exuding a fierce aura, led by Feng Mo, surrounded the vast Wang family mansion like a black iron torrent.

Dozens of Shenji Battalion energy armored vehicles, their dark cannons gleaming with an eerie light, were all aimed at the Wang family's gate, which radiated spiritual light.

"Feng Mo! How dare you!"

A roar filled with shock and rage came from inside the mansion. The Wang family patriarch, an old man in the late stage of the sixth rank, appeared behind the great formation with hundreds of family warriors and roared fiercely but inwardly.

"My Wang family are descendants of meritorious officials of the Great Xia Dynasty. You have no evidence whatsoever, yet you have arbitrarily surrounded the mansion of a prominent family. Are you plotting a rebellion? What about the rules of the capital?!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a pale blue protective array suddenly lit up, enveloping the entire mansion. This was the Wang family's trump card, passed down for hundreds of years, said to be strong enough to withstand a temporary onslaught from a seventh-tier expert.

Countless powerful divine thoughts were projected from all parts of the capital, observing the commotion here.

They all wanted to see how Feng Mo, this unruly madman, would handle the situation when faced with the clan's most prized protective formation.

However, Feng Mo had no intention of wasting words with him.

rule?

He heard that ridiculous word again.

Feng Mo raised his right hand, and a golden light flashed in his palm.

A crimson-gold iron rod, carved with ancient dragon patterns, grew taller in the wind, instantly transforming into a colossal pillar a hundred meters high, exuding a fierce power that could suppress all ages.

"Noisy."

Accompanied by two cold words, Feng Mo held the Ruyi Jingu Bang and smashed it down on the light blue protective formation!

There were no earth-shattering explosions.

There were no dazzling lights or shadows either.

Under the watchful eyes of countless powerful figures in the capital, the crimson-gold pillar fell with an irresistible force, crushing everything in its path.

The protective array that the Wang family had passed down for hundreds of years shattered with a "crack" the moment the golden cudgel made contact with it.

They transformed into countless points of light, dissipating in the night wind.

The great formation shattered, and Feng Mo, carrying the golden cudgel on his shoulder, stepped into the Wang family's gate.

"kill!"

The Wang family's assassins, their eyes bloodshot, launched a frenzied counterattack.

However, under the suppression of Feng Mo's invisible battle domain, their movements were slowed by more than 30%, and they were easily dealt with by the elite demon-slaying soldiers following closely behind.

Feng Mo didn't even glance at them; his sharp eyes had already locked onto the deepest part of the mansion, where the most intense stench of blood and resentment lingered.

He went straight to an inconspicuous cellar.

He kicked open the secret door made of black iron.

boom!

A strong, nauseating stench of blood, mixed with endless resentment, assaulted the senses.

Inside the cellar, a huge pool of blood, more than ten meters in diameter, was churning with viscous plasma.

By the pool, dozens of emaciated civilian corpses, their life essence drained, were bound by iron chains. Most of them were young women who had clearly suffered great fear before their deaths.

In the center of the blood pool, Wang Xiao, the youngest son of the Wang family patriarch, sat cross-legged with his upper body naked, absorbing the evil power emanating from the blood pool with an expression of enjoyment.

"Who dares to disturb this young master..."

Wang Xiao opened his eyes impatiently, but before he could finish speaking, he saw a pair of emotionless golden eyes.

The next moment, a large hand grabbed his neck and forcibly pulled him out of the pool of blood.

Feng Mo dragged him back to the front of the mansion.

He activated the recording function of the Demon-Slaying Golden Token, turning the horrific scene inside the cellar into a huge holographic projection, which was then projected onto the sky above the Wang family mansion.

Let all the citizens of the capital who rushed to the scene, and all the forces that were secretly watching, see it clearly!

"Ah—! That's my daughter! She's been missing for half a month!"

"Beasts! That bunch of beasts from the Wang family!"

Heart-wrenching cries and angry curses erupted from the crowd.

Faced with irrefutable evidence, the Wang family patriarch, who had just been boasting about being a "descendant of meritorious officials," turned ashen-faced, his legs gave way, and he collapsed to the ground.

Feng Mo raised the golden cudgel with one hand and held it high towards the limp Wang family patriarch.

"In my name as the Chief Inspector, I hereby condemn your Wang family for committing the blood sacrifice of your own people and colluding with evil spirits; your crimes are unforgivable."

"The entire family will be executed!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the stick came down.

boom!!!

The body of the Wang family patriarch, along with his martial soul core, was completely crushed into dust by this blow, his soul and spirit annihilated.

[Ding! The Wang family patriarch has broken through the defenses of extreme fear, contributing 150000 defense-breaking points!]

[Ding! The Wang family members have achieved a significant breakthrough, contributing 372500 breakthrough points!]

The system notification sounds went off incessantly.

Feng Mo stood before the burning ruins of the Wang family estate, his expression icy, like a god or demon who held the power of life and death.

The night in the capital is just beginning.