Under One Person, your rebellious life has reached the heavens?

“Go and proclaim it to the world, go and slander it at will, go and search for the four families of Longhu, Shangqing, and Wudang, or the heretical cultivators of the Northern Desert and Southern Frontier.”

"I'd like to see who in this vast world can stop me?"

Jiang Mo's indifference drowned out all other sounds. With each step he took, the intense blue-white energy flow became increasingly terrifying, especially the damp, thick wooden floor, which was burned away inch by inch.

"He's insane! This person's gone mad! Split up and run!!"

"withdraw!!"

"No, let's attack together. There's still a chance. Don't let them be picked off one by one."

The morale of the entire gang was on the verge of collapse. Faced with that immortal figure, they could not suppress their inner fear. Their remaining rationality and bestial instincts were locked in a stalemate, and they were unwilling and dared not take the lead.

"boom!!!"

Finally, when Jiang Mo reached the center of the tavern, the Quanxing demons, unable to withstand the torment of the intense Qi, all went berserk and charged forward with bloodshot eyes.

"call out--!"

A sharp, dark spike suddenly appeared, blossoming like tiny branches of raindrops, sweeping across the sky in an instant, easily piercing Jiang Mo's skin and penetrating his Qi-transformed body.

Immediately following, in response to the sorcerer, a large stream of Qi split into hundreds of arc-shaped flying knives, locking onto his position the instant Jiang Mo countered.

The sharp blade burst forth with thunderous speed, whistling and weaving through the narrow space.

Several members of the Quanxing faction tried to fight back, swinging their weapons to defend themselves, but a bizarre scene unfolded. The obstacles failed to stop the flying knives; instead, their bodies, which were desperately dodging, were riddled with bullets and they fell into pools of blood.

"what?!"

One of the survivors' pupils contracted, and he exclaimed in fear, "Could those weapons also be extensions of his body?"

No sooner had he finished speaking than an even more horrifying scene unfolded.

Suddenly, Jiang Mo captured a member of the Quanxing Sect. With his five fingers locked around the throat, he used his true magic, and the person burst like a bubble, turning into countless points of light that vanished into the world.

"run!!"

"Spread the message!"

"Summon your disciples..."

"Pfft——!"

A gleaming silver chain soared through the air, sweeping across all directions and severing the demon's body at the waist.

Within moments, only three members of the Quanxing sect survived, retreating to the edge and corner, trapped in a desperate situation, filled with anxiety and unease.

Jiang Mo looked down at the group, his eyes as calm as an ancient well.

"One out of three".

"The survivor, take me to Granny Liu."

After saying that, Jiang Mo turned around, followed the broken stairs, left the collapsing underground tavern, and waited quietly at the exit.

From the confined space below, the sounds of fighting and mournful howls could be heard.

Soon, one of the survivors, carrying the head of his companion, asked Jiang Mo for instructions, his voice hoarse: "I'll take you there... and I can even pass on a message... please spare my life, okay?"

Chapter 37 Going deep into the tiger’s den

The mountains were covered with lush vegetation, strange rocks and steep cliffs, and withered graves everywhere. Led by the Quanxing demon, Jiang Mo headed to the cave where Granny Liu was.

Climb the undulating mountains, traverse between the ridges, and leave your footprints.

Arriving at a secluded valley, nestled against the mountains and beside the water, birds and beasts frequently appear.

Looking at the cave entrance obscured by giant rocks not far away, the Quanxing demon's face turned deathly pale, and he explained in a panic:

"Master...Master...I didn't lie to you!!"

"Old Lady Liu lives here!!"

Lu Jin gazed at the mountains of rocks piled up in the distance, each one enormous and of unimaginable weight, and raised an eyebrow, saying:

"Uncle-Master, it seems that Granny Liu has noticed us."

"In addition, there was probably a secret passage inside the cave, which she escaped beforehand."

"It's alright, let's go in and take a look."

Jiang Mo pressed the demon forward, raised one hand, and his true magic flowed.

The moment it touched the rock, the hard structure instantly crumbled, turning into grains of gray sand that scattered in all directions.

"Boom!!!"

As the Qi emanating from Jiang Mo's palm grew increasingly concentrated, dozens of giant rocks shattered with a flick of his finger, like sandcastles in water, unable to coalesce.

The demon standing to the side was already stunned. A chill ran down his spine, and he wanted to escape at any moment, but his legs wouldn't obey him and were always held back by fear.

Sensing Lu Jin's subtle, perceptible glance, the demon dared not take the risk.

The gray sand flowed turbulently, and a collapsed, winding mountain path was barely cleared.

"Walk."

Jiang Mo stepped into the cave first, followed by the demon, while Lu Jin was in charge of guarding it.

The entire cave is incredibly tall and spacious, with ferocious stone carvings of gods and demons imprinted on the steep and rugged rock walls.

A stone platform covered with straw is located in the center of the cave. On the dark ground around it, there are two broken wooden plaques with faded and blurry writing.

"Yuan Jingui..."

"Li Buzuo..."

"Agutong..."

"Han Ming..."

Lu Jin picked up a few pieces from the densely packed wooden plaques, pieced them together, and tried to pronounce the names.

“…”

As an elite member of the Quanxing Gang, he couldn't help but feel a shiver in his heart whenever he heard a familiar name. Wooden signs were everywhere, and in his prediction, the casualties would be at least over a hundred.

Jiang Mo looked up at the statues deeply embedded in the stone wall. They were lifelike, and their every move exuded an aura of ominousness and tyranny.

"What's the deal with these wooden signs?"

Lu Jin held his sword against the demon's throat, his tone sharp.

The demon, feeling his skin being cut and blood seeping out, dared not lie and told the truth: "It was Granny Liu's doing."

“She takes our blood, adds medicinal herbs, and carves symbols. Through her abilities, she can construct a dream world.”

"She can contact us whenever we are in hibernation or meditation."

"She sits cross-legged on the stone platform year-round. No matter how far away we are, as long as we enter a state of tranquility and meditation, we can communicate with her in our dreams."

Lu Jin looked doubtful. Even though they were like oil and water, she was still amazed by this incredible ability.

Do you know where the secret door is?

"I don't know..."

The sorcerer shook his head, his tone slightly wary: "Without Granny Liu's permission, ordinary people are not qualified to enter here, otherwise they will be obliterated by the stone statues and mountain gods carved above."

"Mountain God?"

Lu Jin turned to ask, "Uncle-Master, have you made any discoveries over there?"

Jiang Mo gradually withdrew his gaze from the cave ceiling, then reached out and pressed his hand against the cold rock wall. A thin, bluish-gray aura emanated from the wall, then merged into it and continued to spread.

After a short while, they left and returned.

Jiang Mo walked along the edge of the wall, roughly feeling around, and pressed a hidden switch.

"Boom!!!"

A stone door slowly opened, and a stench of decay wafted out.

"Cough cough!! What is this?" The demon closest to the source choked so badly that tears were streaming down his face.

What came into view was a narrow pharmacy lit by a dim, yellow lamp.

Inside was a huge medicine jar, the broth was black and viscous, and greenish foam rose from it from time to time. You could even vaguely see mutilated corpses soaking in it.

"Uncle-Master, do you have any clues about these things?"

Jiang Mo stared at the remains beside the jar, which resembled gauze, withered and ugly, and pondered:

"I don't recognize it... but it could be a potion to repair injuries or enhance physical strength."

"Based on the current situation, these jars of medicine have most likely been used and are of no value."

Jiang Mo then exited the secret room, closed it, and then opened a new mechanism, revealing a dark passageway that appeared in a crevice in the corner, accompanied by the trembling of the stone walls.

One fluorescent light after another flickered, and the passageway was lined with various ancient murals, which were completely different from the architectural style of Central China.

"Go in," Jiang Mo instructed the demon to scout ahead.

"Taoist Master...no...I have other uses...please spare me!!"

Sensing danger, the sorcerer pleaded desperately, refusing to enter.

The sight of the floor tiles covered with a layer of dark green moss sent chills down his spine.

Remembering Granny Liu's usual methods—using poison to control people, devouring flesh and scraping bones—even if he had a hundred times the courage, he wouldn't dare to trespass on that old poisonous woman's forbidden territory.

Seeing his rambling, Jiang Mo gathered his Qi into a rope, tied him up, and threw him inside.

"boom!"

A dull thud echoed as the dark green moss seemed to come alive, wriggling and touching the demon's skin.

"what!!!"

Almost instantly, his body underwent a severe transformation, as if it were rotting. His skin dissolved, his facial features became distorted, he lost all six senses, and even lividity gradually appeared on various parts of his body.

The agonizing roar continued to weaken, and in less than ten seconds, the original demon was completely transformed into a monster that was neither human nor ghost.

His old clothes had become loose, clashing drastically with his emaciated, withered body.

He hung his head, panting wearily, his eyes bloodshot, and foul-smelling saliva dripping from the corners of his rotting mouth, looking like a starving ghost.

"Uncle-Master...the aura of death is so strong."

Lu Jin felt troubled; the dark green moss covering the passage was endless, forming an absolutely dangerous forbidden zone.

"This demon...something's not right. It doesn't seem like a living thing, much less like a dead one."

Crimson-gold Dao traces appeared in Jiang Mo's eyes. In his vision, he could see the monster's body. Its innate Qi had dissipated, but countless tiny Qi clusters were controlling its limbs and meridians like threads, frantically devouring the life force within its body.

Be careful...

"Those moss forcibly parasitized the demon."

"The creatures in front of us now are not demons with their own consciousness, but rather moss that has taken over the bodies of demons."

Upon hearing this, Lu Jin felt as if he had fallen into an ice cave. This was the first time he had witnessed such a bizarre event since he began cultivating.

"Is there any way to deal with this?"

"Granny Liu probably used this evil thing to cover her retreat and then took the opportunity to escape."

"Roar!!!"

Just then, the demon guarding the passage let out a beast-like roar, his body radiating a faint red aura, exuding extreme ferocity.

Its eyes locked onto Jiang Mo and Lu Jin, and it pounced on them with the ferocity of a hunter.

Chapter 38 Golden Escape Flowing Light

"Back off!"

With a soft shout, Jiang Mo pulled Lu Jin behind him. He raised his hand and manipulated the void, an invisible hand descending to suppress the demon, forcing him to kneel on the ground. The ground beneath his feet shattered into a spiderweb pattern, and the cracking sound of bones continued to ring out.

"Roar!!"

The roar was deafening. The zombie-like demon, displaying its ferocity once again, disregarded the disintegration of its flesh and forced itself to rise.

"boom!!!"