From Martial Arts Dungeon to Master of Martial Arts

The knife was placed directly into the mouth of the beautiful snake.

This strike was infused with all of Mu Sheng's strength—the power of the Five Beasts Yuan Gong at its peak, combined with the power of the Tiger-Slaying Saber Technique at its lesser peak.

"Die!!!" Mu Sheng roared, and the knife was plunged deep into the back of the mouth. Despite his full strength, he did not completely separate the head from the mouth.

He could only follow the force and knock the blade to the ground, then flip over and step directly onto the back of the blade.

"Swoosh!" The opponent's head was severed instantly and fell heavily to the ground.

The beautiful snake struggled frantically, its tail coiling around Mu Sheng's body. Its eyes flashed red, then quickly dimmed, but the snake's tail tightened more and more.

"Open up for me!!!" Mu Sheng's muscles bulged as he forcefully pushed open the snake tail on his body, finally crawling out and letting out a sigh of relief.

Looking at the beautiful snake lying on the ground, he stepped forward and saw the purple blood flowing from the corner of her mouth. He took out a small white cloth from his pocket and carefully dabbed a little blood on it.

He tapped the blood with his finger and looked at the instance panel in front of him.

【Demon Blood True Transformation Technique (Beginner) (Enter Available)】

Looking down at the white cloth, the purple blood had disappeared.

"I should have brought a small bottle. I wonder if this is the first or second time this blood has been collected." Mu Sheng dabbed the snake's purple blood on a white cloth and carefully circled around the green area.

The green liquid fell to the ground, making a hissing sound and emitting a foul-smelling wisp of smoke. He immediately covered his nose and took a step back.

"This place is no longer safe." He looked around and then carefully moved forward along the road.

This one demon alone took a lot of his strength; if he were surrounded by demons, things would probably get really bad.

"With such strength, an ordinary person would only face certain death."

"Bang!" A loud noise suddenly came from ahead. Mu Sheng glanced at it, then turned and walked in another direction.

He needs a new place to hide himself.

...

In the mountains, demons and Chang Shu's three major martial arts sects and constables are fighting.

Wang Huaiyi and his group were intercepted on their way.

"Luring the tiger away from the mountain." Yang Baiyu blocked their way with his hands behind his back. There was a dead demon at his feet, and he looked coldly at Zhao Hu.

"I never expected you to betray us too."

Zhao Hu felt a chill run down his spine. He had thought his plan was foolproof, but he never expected to be blocked like this.

"Lord of the city, is it really so lawless to intercept and kill an official of the imperial court like this?" he asked sternly.

Yang Baiyu ignored him completely and looked at Wang Huaiyi, saying, "How much of the Hundred Refinements of the Capital Bone Cultivation have you practiced?"

Wang Huaiyi sneered and said, "Come and take a look."

"With you still injured?" Yang Baiyu said coldly.

"You alone are enough to kill you!" Wang Huaiyi flipped his wrist, and crimson energy surged in his hand. He pushed off with his feet and charged straight at Yang Baiyu.

"Traitorous officials and rebels should be killed!!"

...

At the same time.

Chang Shu.

On a bustling street.

Yang Xing was using a wooden stick to explore ahead, walking forward step by step.

"Where did this little blind boy come from?" Someone passing by glanced at Yang Xing. "Where are all the constables? Why aren't they chasing him out?"

Someone frowned and said, "We are kind-hearted and cannot bear to see people in such misery. What were those constables doing? How did they let us see them?"

"It seems that the group of constables left the city with the three major martial arts sects. I wonder what they went there to do."

"This has given such people an opportunity to come into the inner city."

"Whose responsibility is it if something happens?"

Yang Xing ignored him and silently moved forward.

The Shangguan family's residence is just ahead.

"Hey, little blind man! You've come to the wrong place, go back! Why are you still going forward!" Someone stepped forward and blocked Yang Xing's path, speaking coldly.

Yang Xing's wooden stick struck the other person's shoe. He slowly raised his head, his lifeless eyes reflecting the other person's body.

He muttered to himself.

"what goes around comes around."

"What is that?!" The man stepped forward and tried to grab Yang Xing.

Yang Xing's brow skin slowly parted, revealing a purple eye looking at him.

The man stopped what he was doing, staggered to the ground, and pointed a trembling finger at Yang Xing.

"Demon...demon!!!"

The man's body was immediately enveloped in the purple light emitted from the purple eyes, and his body rapidly withered away at a visible speed until only a dried corpse remained lying on the ground.

"Demon!!!" Someone screamed, and everyone panicked and fled in all directions.

Yang Xing was the only one left standing on the street. He slowly raised his hand, and his fingers were already like tree branches.

"Good deeds will be rewarded, and evil deeds will be punished; it's not that retribution won't come, it's just that the time hasn't arrived yet."

He continued walking towards the gate of the Shangguan family, but the purple eyes on his forehead did not disappear. Everyone who saw those eyes was so frightened that they scattered and fled for their lives.

The image of demons is deeply ingrained in people's minds.

When he arrived at the Shangguan family's gate, the vermilion gate was wide open, as if inviting him into a trap.

He stopped, but only for a moment, before slowly walking into the gate.

Two figures were standing in the courtyard behind the gate.

"So you really came." Qu Yuanheng looked at Yang Xing in front of him: "The Shangguan family's Zhao Family Village experiment was not a failure, but a success. It's just that they couldn't control you, so you killed everyone."

Yang Xing stared at him with lifeless eyes: "Are you trying to protect the Shangguan family? Or were you involved in all of this from the beginning?"

Qu Yuanheng spoke up, saying, "We don't want to get involved in your feud with the Shangguan family, and it was all the Shangguan family's doing. But we want that successful demonic martial art. If you hand it over, we'll stop here and do nothing more."

Yang Xing was silent for a moment, then his mouth stretched into a wide grin that reached all the way to the corners of his eyes.

"You're all cut from the same cloth!"

His eyes shone with a red divine light.

"The wicked will surely face their just deserts!!!"

...

Mu Sheng was quietly sitting in the grass, glancing in the direction from which the explosion had come from.

"They can hear us from so far away, they must be martial artists using internal energy techniques," he muttered to himself.

Two figures were fleeing in this direction in a panic.

Mu Sheng immediately concealed her aura, and even consciously slowed down her heartbeat.

To completely hide oneself.

Soon, he could see their faces clearly.

Zhao Hu and Chen Baisheng.

The two people who disappeared have reappeared here.

The two ran quickly toward the exit, but Mu Sheng felt a burning sensation in his chest, which made him frown. He remembered that when he saw the old man looking like a beggar, he also felt a similar burning sensation in his chest.

Zhao Hu and his companion stopped in their tracks, turned towards Mu Sheng's direction, and shouted angrily, "Who goes there?!"