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

Amidst the ruins of the ancestral hall, Feng Mo stood upright.

Su Mufeng was ultimately a step too slow.

He was only at the fourth level and could not fly. When he rushed up the mountain, all he saw was this devastated scene.

He gasped for breath, his gaze sweeping over the nailed-to-the-soul Leng Shuang and then over the ancestral sword held in Feng Mo's hand, now devoid of any spiritual energy.

Finally, his throat landed on the pool of blood that proved Leng Wuhen had once existed, and his Adam's apple bobbed with difficulty.

Yun Wanrou shifted her gaze to Su Mufeng, who was panting heavily.

"Two demonized warriors from the Mind's Eye Sword Sect attempted to attack General Feng and have been executed on the spot." Her tone was calm, as if stating a trivial matter. "Director Su, on behalf of General Feng, I ask you, according to the Great Xia's Demon-Slaying Law, how should any force that dares to collude with demonic beasts be dealt with?"

Su Mufeng wasn't stupid; he instantly understood Yun Wanrou's intention.

This was paving the way for Feng Mo, teaching this newly appointed young general how to exercise the power in his hands.

He immediately composed himself, straightened his back, and replied loudly, "Reporting to the General and Professor Yun! Article 3 of the Great Xia Demon-Slaying Law clearly stipulates: Any force that colludes with demonic beasts shall have its family property confiscated and its lineage severed! Demonized martial artists shall be killed without mercy! Those in the sect who are unaware of the truth shall be subject to interrogation. If they are confirmed innocent, they may be spared the death penalty, but must wear surveillance shackles and have their freedom restricted for five years, or be exiled to the frontier to serve for three years, to atone for their crimes through meritorious service!"

After speaking, Su Mufeng stepped forward, bowed deeply to Feng Mo, and respectfully handed over all the control to the eighteen-year-old boy.

All eyes turned to Feng Mo.

However, Feng Mo did not speak immediately.

He simply raised his eyes, his gaze passing over the crowd, and looked towards a mountain in the southeast direction.

There, a faint, elusive demonic aura lingered, impossible for ordinary martial artists to detect.

If it weren't for his discerning eyes that could see through demonic energy, he probably would have thought it was just his imagination.

A thought arose in my mind.

Without making a sound, the Great Sage Equaling Heaven Martial Soul in his sea of ​​consciousness quietly began to operate, and streams of powerful Martial Soul energy began to silently flow into the dormant Ruyi Jingu Bang.

It's gathering power; it's begun.

The Ruyi Jingu Bang's power-gathering method is flexible and ever-changing.

It can be sharp and piercing, or it can be completely concealed, without revealing the slightest bit of its aura.

It will only transform into a divine punishment that pierces through heaven and earth at the moment of its eruption.

Time ticked by, and Feng Mo's silence made the atmosphere increasingly oppressive.

Su Mufeng's forehead was already covered in a fine layer of cold sweat.

This young general has such a composed and deep mind!

He is silent at this moment. Could it be that he is about to hold himself accountable?

That's right. As the head of the Demon Slaying Bureau of Ding City, I cannot shirk responsibility for such a major case of demon communication that occurred in my jurisdiction.

Just as Su Mufeng was feeling uneasy and preparing to apologize, Feng Mo finally withdrew his gaze.

He uttered four words calmly.

"Keep it strictly official."

Su Mufeng was stunned. Before he could fully react, four more words exploded in his ears like thunder.

"Confiscate their property and exterminate their entire family."

Su Mufeng shuddered, suddenly looked up, and a terrifying glint flashed in his eyes.

Without the slightest hesitation, he clasped his hands firmly and said, "Yes, General!"

He wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and turned to head down the mountain.

Below in the square, hundreds of disciples of the Mind's Eye Sword Sect are still being held captive. They are being screened, interrogated, and detained; there's a lot to do.

Moreover, he tactfully reserved the space on the mountaintop for the newly appointed General Feng.

As for how to handle things on the mountain... that's the General's business.

Yun Wanrou watched Su Mufeng leave, then explained to Feng Mo via telepathy, "According to the unwritten rules of the Demon Slaying Division, the person in charge of raiding and exterminating a sect has the right to enter the sect's treasury and take what they need before the final inventory. This is considered a tacit reward for high-risk missions. After all, who would be willing to take on these tough tasks without substantial rewards?"

Upon hearing this, a glint of light flashed in Feng Mo's eyes.

He had just broken through to the fourth rank, and the resources he had accumulated were exhausted. He was worried about not having suitable fourth-rank cultivation resources.

The Mind-Eye Sword Sect has been passed down for hundreds of years, and its treasure trove of artifacts will surely not disappoint him.

This rule pleased him greatly.

Seeing that he was tempted, Yun Wanrou said no more, turning her gaze to Bai Qiuyi, who was slumped on the ground, her voice turning colder: "Where is the treasure vault of the Heart Eye Sword Sect?"

Bai Qiuyi's face was ashen. He struggled to his feet, his body hunched over, his voice hoarse: "I...I'll take a few adults with me."

The tide has turned, and there's no turning back.

He had no choice but to accept reality.

Before leaving, Feng Mo stepped forward and pulled the sword that was stuck in the statue of the patriarch.

The sword trembled, seemingly trying to resist, but Feng Mo grasped it, and all its spiritual light dimmed instantly. It obediently entered Feng Mo's storage bracelet.

This is, after all, a sixth-tier weapon, so it still has some value.

Bai Qiuyi's eyes twitched violently as he watched this scene, but in the end he just turned his head, spat at Leng Ningshuang's unseeing corpse, and kicked it a few more times.

If the Demon Slayer Division didn't need the corpse as evidence, he would have loved to grind this traitor who betrayed his master and brought the wolf into the house to dust!

Led by Bai Qiuyi, the group soon arrived at a very secluded grotto on the back of Hidden Sword Mountain.

As the mechanism was activated, the heavy stone door slowly rose, and a dense spiritual energy, almost tangible, rushed out.

Inside the grotto, there is a hidden world.

Rows of shelves made of cold jade are filled with a dazzling array of rare and precious treasures, each categorized and displayed in its own way.

The "Changchun Wood Heart" is about the size of a fist, entirely emerald green, and exudes vibrant life.

The "Fourth-Order Demon King's Heart," sealed within a crystal and pulsating like a living being;

There were also mountains of various spirit stones, pills, and rare refining materials.

The entire treasure vault was glittering with jewels and shimmering with light.

Feng Mo's gaze remained calm as he walked straight towards the areas where resources of the fourth tier or higher were displayed.

"Three Spirit-Nourishing Flowers, take them."

"A section of Thunder Bamboo, not bad."

"A piece of deep-sea sunken silver, about the size of a fist, is perfect for forging weapons and armor."

Like a seasoned hunter, he patrolled his hunting grounds with swift and decisive movements. Anything that caught his eye was swept into his storage bracelet with a mere thought.

Yun Wanrou stood aside, watching with a smile, but did not make a move.

The resources here are no longer of any use to her; her purpose in coming here was simply to give Feng Mo some "experience."

Seeing Feng Mo's decisive and goal-oriented style of doing things, she became more and more satisfied.

This kid is born to do great things.

His methods may still be somewhat immature, but his ruthless decisiveness and his character far beyond his peers suggest that he will surely achieve great things in time.

Wuhan University in Shanghai has really struck gold this time!

The two fifth-tier guardians stood silently at the entrance like two gatekeepers, their auras calm and composed, seemingly indifferent to the rare treasures inside the vault.

Soon, Feng Mo had amassed all the resources he needed.

He then went to the library connected to the treasure vault, which housed the martial arts heritage of the Mind Eye Sword Sect for hundreds of years.

He didn't look through the jade slips; he simply stood in the center of the library, his eyes flashing with golden light, his spiritual power surging out like seawater.

A profound and all-encompassing wisdom unfolds in full force!

In an instant, a flood of information rushed into his mind.

"Mind's Eye Sword Technique", "Illusory Light Step", "Jade Shattering Hand"...

From basic breathing techniques to the core sect's ultimate skills, he instantly understood, dissected, and absorbed the essence, mysteries, and even the flaws of all the techniques.

After doing all this, Feng Mo opened his eyes, his gaze filled with countless sword shadows that eventually returned to calm.

His martial arts foundation has been further enriched.

Afterwards, the group flew down the mountain.

Bai Qiuyi was carried in one of the guardians' hands, while Leng Ningshuang's corpse, with its demonic eyes clearly visible, was carried by another guardian, like a dead chicken.

Down the mountain, the members of various factions, who were unable to know the specific situation due to the blockade by the Demon Slayer Bureau, were immediately in an uproar upon seeing this scene.

"They're coming down! They're coming down!"

"That's... Bai Qiuyi, the Grand Elder of the Heart Eye Sword Sect! Why is he being carried around like a dead dog?"

"And that female corpse... Heavens! Those eyes! They're demonic eyes! Leng Ning Shuang, the prodigy of the Heart Eye Sword Sect, has truly become a demon!"

"It seems the Mind's Eye Sword Sect's collusion with the Demon Worshipping Cult is real! We're completely finished now!"

"That young man is truly impressive."

"Shh! Keep your voice down! Call him General! The Demon Slayer Division has a new young General, and his skills... wow, he's in no way inferior to those seasoned, established Generals!"

The discussions were filled with awe and fear.

At this moment, Feng Mo, who was standing at the front of the crowd, had almost exhausted his martial spirit power while it was silently accumulating.

Power charged up!

This strike will be even stronger than the one that instantly killed Xuanfeng from 10,000 meters in the air!

He slightly raised his eyes, his gaze once again locking onto the southeast direction.

The prey is still there.