Who gave you permission to refine demons like this?

Using his familiarity with Wuzhi Mountain, Lin Sheng quickly approached the center of the mountain.

He held a blood-red flesh bead in his hand, exactly the same as the one Cao Xingyi had dug out earlier, obtained from a demon that gnawed on bones.

"It's no coincidence, it was definitely intentional. This fleshy bead is very strange."

"This is inextricably linked to Shuang Shizi and the people behind her."

Suddenly Lin Sheng stopped. He could no longer see the road around him. The fog in front of him was too thick, and the range of his divine sense was greatly restricted.

He felt uneasy, thinking about what he had just discovered in the diary.

"Could it have already begun?"

As if in response to Lin Sheng's question, the flesh bead in his hand began to tremble and gradually rose in temperature, becoming quite hot to the touch.

Then, the fleshy bead in front of Lin Sheng began to emit blood energy, and as the blood energy rose, its size continued to shrink.

Finally, when all the flesh beads disappeared and transformed into blood energy, this blood energy merged with the dense fog, turning the surrounding area into a blood fog.

The spell cast earlier was still in effect, making Lin Sheng the only "outlier" around him, standing out in the blood mist, but even so, it could not mask the obvious smell of blood.

Lin Sheng didn't sit idle; he kept trying to contact the outside world, but no matter what he did, the communication was interrupted.

"It's already started!"

Just as Lin Sheng decided to abandon the mission and go back to report, the ground beneath his feet began to shake; to be precise, the entire Wuzhi Mountain began to shake.

As if an earthquake had struck, the earth began to shake violently, and it seemed as if the sky and the earth were about to be turned upside down.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

A tremendous shockwave reverberated throughout the entire Wuzhi Mountain. Lin Sheng looked up and saw a thick, blood-red beam of light erupting from the center of Wuzhi Mountain, shooting straight into the sky!

Under the influence of this blood-red pillar of light, the white mist in other places was visibly turning red.

Roars and howls echoed from all over the mountain.

Then, to Lin Sheng's astonishment, the great formation surrounding Wuzhi Mountain was forcibly torn apart, and its connection with the outside world continued to expand.

Demons, spirits, and wild beasts—all kinds of auras—were no longer concealed, and were released wildly, constantly approaching one place: Izumi Town.

Wuzhi Mountain erupted into a full-blown riot!

.........

Taoyuan Hostel.

Looking at the pillar of light from Wuzhi Mountain, Ma Zhaoshan said to Zhao Fengnian, "Fellow Daoist Zhao, although I don't understand cultivation, I can still see that this is not normal."

His face was pale, yet his expression was extremely solemn: "The Martial Virtue Division should not have made such an arrangement."

Zhao Fengnian looked at him: "This is out of control, report it immediately!!"

"Two men, immediately escort Ma Sucheng to the county town. The rest of you, come with me to the town. We mustn't let things get any worse!"

Nine Knife Sect Martial Arts Hall.

The dojo was in ruins, littered with corpses and bloodstains. The black skeleton covering the Nine Blades Sect was also cracked, as if it would shatter at any moment.

Lei Feiming had half his head gone, and his body was covered in deep cuts. His bones and flesh had been severed, and many places were only held together by bits of flesh. In this state, there was absolutely no chance of survival.

"As expected of the Nine Blades Sect, which started with swords, their strength is truly admirable."

"If it weren't for Su Ren, you could truly be called the number one swordsman in Izumi, no, in the entire region."

Lei Feiming's voice came from his throat, with a lisp.

Wu Bai was panting heavily, using his knife to support himself. His knife was covered in wounds, and he himself was also seriously injured in several vital areas. He was in a very weak state.

With his last remaining strength, he said, "You have cultivated the demonic path."

As streams of blood energy entered Lei Feiming's mouth, his body rapidly recovered.

"Without this help, I would probably have died at your hands five or six times over by now."

"What a pity, Wu Bai, your path is ultimately inferior to mine."

Lei Feiming walked towards Wu Bai: "Let's go. I will take everything from the Nine Blades Sect."

Wu Bai looked at him and said, "It won't be long. I'll be waiting for you downstairs."

"Just you wait and see."

With a swift stroke, the skull was pierced by a bone spike.

Wu Bai, a cultivator in the late stage of the True Profound Realm, has perished.

The Nine Blades Sect was destroyed.

When Lei Feiming walked out of the Nine Knives Sect again, only dried-up corpses remained inside.

People on the street pointed in the direction of Wuzhi Mountain, discussing among themselves, their faces showing fear and worry.

Following the gaze, Lei Feiming looked over.

"Frosty Moisturizing has finally begun."

"The next battle is yet to come. Although I've improved a lot, it will probably be even more difficult than the last one."

Flower Pavilion.

He Qianqian lay by the bed looking in the direction of Wuzhi Mountain. She sensed the aura of the blood-red light and immediately turned to leave to find Lin Sheng.

Even if it meant using force, she was determined to take Lin Sheng away; they couldn't stay here any longer.

Aunt Nan suddenly appeared before her, her voice filled with anxiety: "Lord Weixin, let's go quickly! We can't stay in Izumi Town any longer!"

"Aunt Nan, wait a minute, I have something to do, but I'll be right there!"

"It's too late!"

The tremors came from Wuzhi Mountain, and the roars of demons and wild beasts could be heard from afar.

"Hurry up!"

"Aunt Nan told me to take her away...!"

Before He Qianqian could finish speaking, Aunt Nan grabbed her and restrained her completely.

No matter the situation or who it is, in Aunt Nan's eyes, no one is more important than He Qianqian in front of her.

Aunt Nan stopped hiding and rushed out of the brothel, taking He Qianqian with her as a streak of light and quickly leaving the area.

Wuzhi Mountain.

Jin Feiyang closed his eyes, enjoying the sounds and movements in the mountains.

But this caused great distress to Zhao Yan's disciples. Seeing their master like this, they didn't care what he said.

He could only manage to maintain his composure and gesture, "Master, what should we do next?"

Jin Feiyang opened his eyes and looked at him: "Next, ah, you reminded me."

He pointed at the other person and said, "Now it's time for you and all of you to get your reward."

"The reward is that you no longer have to live in fear, and what happens here will no longer affect you."

Upon hearing this, the disciples of Jintang, including Zhao Yan, felt somewhat relieved, thinking that their master must have a way to keep them away from this dangerous place.

Just as Zhao Yan was about to ask what to do, his vision suddenly spun around, and he felt a chill on his neck before being plunged into darkness.

The surrounding disciples were greatly surprised and asked one after another, "Master, what is going on?"

Jin Feiyang shook the blood off his hands: "Didn't I tell you not to be afraid of this anymore?"

He smiled and said, "Once you become one of me, won't you never have to be afraid again?"

"From now on, you don't need to worry anymore, just sleep peacefully, okay?"

Then screams echoed from the mountain. When the screams subsided, only Jin Feiyang was there.

From the very beginning, he had no intention of letting these disciples live. Having witnessed what he had done to the Nine Blades Sect, how could he possibly let them live a good life?

The dead are the best at keeping secrets; as for disciples, we can recruit them later.

At this moment, Jin Feiyang suddenly felt a strong aura approaching.

Looking in that direction, he said, "They've finally arrived."

As soon as he finished speaking, his figure disappeared.