Under one person: I, Zhang Zhiwei, the arrogant Zhang.

Blood gushed out, splattering the ground. The fire demon looked at the headless corpse lying on the ground and let out a disdainful sneer.

"Hmph, what kind of trash dares to be so insolent in front of this old man?"

With a flick of his fingers, the curled-up humanoid fire shadow on the old bronze lamp instantly sprang out, like a leaping death sprite, silently passing by the still-dazed puppet army overseers.

Moments later, several fountains of blood shot into the sky, and a row of headless corpses fell to the ground without even being able to utter a scream.

Behind the Fire Demon, a series of rapid footsteps gradually sounded. One after another, the Quanxing demons, their eyes filled with madness, cruelty, or mockery, arrived.

Wugensheng walked at the front, standing ramrod straight. Facing the hellish scene before him, he bowed slightly, extended one hand in an inviting gesture, like an elegant orchestra conductor about to begin a grand performance. He smiled and said:

"Ladies and gentlemen, the stage is ready for tonight, please... have a great time!"

"Hahahahaha!"

His words seemed to have opened the curtain on a carnival of slaughter, and a group of Quanxing demons charged forward like wild beasts unleashed from their cages, laughing and screaming.

In just a few breaths, they slaughtered all the remaining traitors in the area.

The innocent migrant workers who were forced to dig the pit were terrified by the sudden bloody scene and huddled in a corner, trembling with fear.

At this moment, "Dull Meteor," caught up in the killing frenzy, had his dull eyes now bloodshot. He brandished the bone spikes in his hand, grinning maliciously as he charged toward the civilians, clearly intending to kill them as well.

Not far away, "Old Demon Pi" stood with his arms crossed, watching with great interest, showing no intention of stopping it, and enjoying the carnage that Dumb Meteor was about to unleash.

Just as the sharp bone spikes of the meteor were about to pierce an old man's body, a hand suddenly reached out from the side and grabbed his wrist.

Blue light spread inch by inch from that hand, instantly extinguishing the ominous red light on the bone spur.

Sensing that the magical artifact he had been refining for many years had suddenly lost control, Dai Liuxing's blood-red eyes narrowed sharply, and a sliver of clarity returned.

"Sect Leader... Sect Leader, you..."

The one who made the move was none other than Wugensheng.

Wugensheng maintained his faint smile, neither angry nor reprimanding: "Killing them is not as interesting as killing Japanese pirates. If you waste any more time here, the brothers will be fighting to kill all those Japanese pirates later."

Seeing this, Pi Laoyao smirked and said, "Alright, Meteor, let's go! Don't forget, we're here to have some fun with the Japanese pirates!"

"Oh, okay." Dai Liuxing scratched his sparsely haired head, looked at Wugensheng with an innocent expression, and said in a simple and honest way, "That seems to be true. Thank you for reminding me, Sect Leader."

Having said that, he turned around, raising the spikes high like a child who had received a new toy, and charged excitedly toward the Japanese pirates' headquarters.

After slaughtering all the puppet troops, the Quanxing people launched a surprise attack on the Japanese pirate headquarters that was entrenched in the area.

It was already late at night, and the security at the headquarters was not tight. The Quanxing gang attacked suddenly and unexpectedly, and in a short time, the Japanese pirates were routed and suffered heavy losses.

Even if they reacted and organized a resistance, in the pitch-black night and in the complex terrain of the street fighting, their equipment advantage was completely lost.

Soon, most of the Japanese pirates surrounding the headquarters were slaughtered.

The remaining Japanese pirates, like frightened mice, retreated hastily into the headquarters building, their faces ashen and their souls seemingly dazed.

Just a few days ago, they were here, carrying out a cat-and-mouse slaughter of unarmed civilians.

And now, they themselves are finally experiencing the deep-seated fear of becoming prey.

The Quanxing "entertainers" were not in a hurry to kill them all. They surrounded the building and, like herding livestock, used all sorts of bizarre methods to drive them step by step into despair, and then began to enjoy the scene of their panic, anger, and grotesque behavior in that despair.

Many members of the Quanxing sect enjoy killing. In their view, killing someone is no different from killing a pig or a dog. But the difference is that when pigs and dogs are killed, they only let out a scream before dying; while humans, when faced with death, exhibit all sorts of interesting and fascinating states.

It's like how many people enjoy seeing contrasts; watching these ruthless Japanese pirates during the day now tremble in fear and make a fool of themselves is definitely a very satisfying thing.

"Hahahaha... Not enough! Still not enough! Add some more spice to their lives!" Someone in the crowd laughed loudly, urging Fire Ghost and the others to add more spice to make the scene even more interesting.

"Hahaha... Alright! Let's make things even more fun!"

The fire demon let out a hoarse, maniacal laugh. He suddenly raised the bronze lamp in his hand, and the crimson "heart demon" formed from the heart monkey in the lamp wick floated out.

It wandered around the headquarters building as if it were empty, and when it flew out again, it was carrying a bloody human head in its hand.

The severed head still bore the frozen expression of extreme terror before its death, its eyes wide open, unable to close in death.

Inside the headquarters building, the remaining Japanese pirates completely broke down. Some even broke down in tears, letting out terrified screams: "Monster! There's a monster outside!"

Shinto priests accompanied the Japanese pirates.

At that moment, a priest noticed the ghost that had flashed past the command center and immediately mistook it for some powerful demon. He immediately sat down cross-legged, chanting incantations, intending to use a Shinto secret technique to capture the demon and make it his own.

But as soon as he unleashed his secret technique, he was horrified to discover that all his connections with the outside world had been severed. The next moment, the crimson "Heart Demon" had already passed through the wall and directly ripped off his head!

Then, in a highly provocative manner, the demon threw the head back into the crowd through the window. The head rolled on the ground, its bulging eyes staring intently at its surviving companions.

The Japanese pirates inside the building were nearly driven mad! They started throwing grenades outwards recklessly, but each time they were thrown, the people outside used all sorts of inexplicable methods to throw them back, resulting in the deaths of many of their own men in the confined space.

Then, the Japanese pirates became a little smarter, holding the grenade in their hands for a while before throwing it. This time, the grenade finally exploded outside. The flash of light from the explosion was fleeting, but the faces of the Japanese pirates inside the building changed drastically, turning as pale as corpses.

Because, in the firelight of that explosion, they saw that the building's exterior walls and windows were covered with countless zombies dressed in the official robes of the previous dynasty, with dark blue faces and exposed fangs!

These zombies had their hideous faces pressed tightly against the wall, their malicious eyes staring intently at them, and they were constantly exhaling thick, visible black corpse gas!

They then realized why the fog was so thick tonight; it wasn't fog at all, but the corpse breath exhaled by these zombies!

This was precisely the method of "Flying Yaksha," a traitor to the Liu family in Xiangxi. The corpse gas exhaled by these zombies was highly poisonous. Without special antidotes, ordinary people who inhaled it would quickly develop terrifying lividity and die from the poison within a few days, turning into new zombies.

Even if they are killed during this period, the corpse poison in their bodies will cause their corpses to mutate, eventually turning them into zombies that can only bite living people.

The patience of the Quanxing people was limited. After playing around outside for half a day, they finally lost interest, the foreplay was over, and they began to take matters into their own hands.

A dense killing intent, like a tangible chill, instantly enveloped the entire command headquarters. A fierce wind howled, the lights inside flickered, and the doors and windows swung wildly. In the darkness, eerie figures moved in and out, accompanied by chilling laughter, owl-like cries, and the fading screams of the Japanese pirates…

On this day, the Quanxing gang mobilized over a hundred men to launch a night attack on Dagu Port. A large number of puppet troops and most of a regiment of Japanese pirates stationed there were completely slaughtered.

Their bodies were thrown one by one into the mass grave they themselves had supervised the excavation of, by the Quanxing demons. Finally, a great fire reduced the entire mass grave to scorched earth.

Of course, the Quanxing members were not unscathed in this operation. Wugensheng originally wanted to stop while he was ahead, but the Quanxing members, blinded by bloodlust, were unwilling to give up and insisted on fighting another wave of attacks with the large Japanese pirate force that had come to their aid.

A fierce street battle raged in the complex alleyways, and ultimately, the Quanxing group chose to retreat. They had no choice; the Japanese pirates had stationed over ten thousand troops there, and their mere hundred or so men were simply no match for them.

However, because the Quanxing members chose to engage in street fighting, which was extremely advantageous to them, the casualties were not as high as expected. Among the Quanxing members on this mission were individuals skilled in using the "Divine Speed ​​Armor," which, once activated, allowed them to travel eight hundred li at night, demonstrating an astonishing level of mobility.

They waited until they were thoroughly enjoying the killing before, with the help of the armored horse, they quickly escaped the battlefield and fled into the deep forests of Panshan, never to be seen again.

This incident caused a huge uproar in the entire Chinese community of supernatural beings.

In the Jianghu Inn, the extraordinary people were all discussing this matter intensely.

"Have you heard? Those wicked Quanxing gang launched a night raid on Dagu Port, wiping out all the Japanese pirates and traitors stationed there!"

"Really? Quanxing? They also fought against the Japanese pirates?"

“It’s absolutely true! My third uncle’s second great-uncle’s neighbor lived in Tianjin and saw it with his own eyes! He said the scene was extremely bloody, with the bodies of the Japanese pirates piled up like mountains!”

This news was like a boulder thrown into a calm lake, creating ripples everywhere.

"Damn, that's satisfying! That's so damn satisfying!" someone exclaimed.

"It's satisfying... but... Quanxing... those lawless bastards from Quanxing have already made their move! We, the so-called righteous sects, haven't even been able to organize a proper alliance yet, it's truly shameful!" a disciple from a righteous sect said with shame.

As soon as he said that, the entire inn fell silent.

Yes, the entire Quanxing faction has joined in! How could these self-proclaimed righteous people be any worse than those evil sects?
"It's truly embarrassing!"

A moment later, someone chimed in, "How can we be worse than those bastards from the Quanxing Sect?!"

“What’s the use of just talking here?! We need to take action too! We need to kill the Japanese pirates! And we need to kill more and more of them than those Quanxing demons! And be more ruthless!” a man stood up and said.

"That's right! But... those major sects haven't even made a move yet. With just us small, independent sects, we can't possibly hold this up alone!"

"Didn't the Left Sect Leader of the Sanyi Sect announce a while ago that he was going to lead people there? Why hasn't anything happened yet?"

"Didn't Longhu Mountain also say they were going to go down the mountain to deal with the Japanese pirates? Why hasn't there been any response?"

Just as everyone was discussing this, one of Zhang Zhiwei's little fans spoke up: "The Little Celestial Master must have his reasons for not going! The Little Celestial Master is a man of great righteousness; he has even killed several Japanese pirate generals. He would never back down in this kind of situation!"

At this moment, the innkeeper of Jianghu Inn stepped forward, clasped his hands in a fist salute to the crowd, and said loudly, "Please calm down, everyone. According to the information we have received, the Sanyi Sect and Longhu Mountain are not inactive. However, they are well aware of the cruelty of the battlefield and have not rashly descended the mountain. Instead, they are conducting rigorous battlefield training for their disciples within their respective sects, all to ensure that their disciples can achieve greater success once they enter the battlefield!"

"Pre-battle training?!"

"I see! I knew it! Little Celestial Master and Master Zuo must have thought things through more thoroughly than we have. When they come out of the mountain, they will surely terrify the Japanese pirates."

Upon hearing this, everyone in the small inn perked up and began to talk enthusiastically.

Meanwhile, everyone from the Sanyi Sect and the Celestial Master's Mansion was actively participating in training.

Lu Jin was among them. After hosting a banquet at Longhu Mountain last time, he took his wife back home.

Later, when the Japanese pirates invaded, Zuo Menchang considered that Lu Jin had once gone through Liaodong with Zhang Zhiwei and had relatively rich experience in fighting the Japanese pirates, so he could be considered as the instructor for this training.

Later, Lü Ci also left because of the Japanese pirates' attack. The four families were naturally involved. As the mainstay of the Lü family, Lü Ci naturally had to go back to discuss the matter.

Although he is not often at the Lü family's residence, his current strength and his relationship with Zhang Zhiwei give him considerable influence within the Lü family.

After the family meeting, Lü Ci learned that both the Sanyi Sect and the Celestial Master's Mansion were giving their disciples special training. He also planned to give some special training to the people in Lü Family Village, so he asked Zhang Zhiwei how he trained them.

He was shocked to learn that they were using a high-level technique like the Returning Origin Formation. He immediately begged Zhang Zhiwei to go to Lü Family Village and make arrangements for them as well. (End of Chapter)