From Martial Arts Dungeon to Master of Martial Arts

White mist surged.

The path beneath his feet was covered in moss. He paused slightly, his hand gliding lightly across the blade, a drop of bluish blood falling to the ground.

He then continued walking forward.

The fog enveloped both sides, and out of the corner of his eye, he saw the white fog churning behind him, completely obscuring the path he had come from.

This made his heart sink.

Faint sounds could be heard from ahead.

"Evil will be punished, and good will be rewarded."

"Evil will be punished, and good will be rewarded."

"Evil...good..."

Yang Xing kept repeating his words. The white mist in front of them slowly dissipated, revealing the thick branches that looked like a wall blocking the way. On that wall, however, were human faces that opened their mouths and spoke.

However, these sounds came together without any mixing, forming Yang Xing's voice.

The moment the faces on the tree saw Mu Sheng, their mouths suddenly stopped.

Countless faces rapidly converged on the tree trunk, quickly coalescing into a boy dressed in beggar's clothes, but his entire body was made of wood.

"Yang Xing." Mu Sheng looked at the wooden boy in front of her and said his name in a deep voice: "Didn't you say that good deeds are rewarded and evil deeds are punished? I just want to bring my brother and sister-in-law back. They have not done anything wrong and should not suffer like this."

Yang Xing smiled slightly, his wooden pupils locking onto Mu Sheng. At this moment, the other party was not blind.

"Mu Sheng, you've arrived. I've been waiting for you for a long time."

Mu Sheng's heart sank, but she still said in a deep voice, "Why are you waiting for me? I'm just a nobody with no real skills. I'll say it again, let my brother and sister-in-law go, and I'll turn around and leave, even if it's just for the few copper coins I gave you."

"I've paid you back with the Demon Martial Arts," Yang Xing said with a bright smile. "Besides, you've already learned it, and I can feel the power within you that shares the same origin as mine."

Mu Sheng felt a tightness in his heart. He had never used the Demon Martial Arts in the real world because he was afraid that the Demon Martial Arts would grow too fast and out of his control.

But unexpectedly, the other party could also sense it.

"What exactly do you want?" Mu Sheng gripped the evil-repelling seal tightly with both hands.

Yang Xing's wooden eyes flickered for a moment before he said, "I'll be waiting for you upstairs if you want to know everything."

"I don't want to know everything, I just want to get my family away from here!" Mu Sheng raised the evil spirit and stared intently at Yang Xing.

Yang Xing's figure slowly disappeared into the tree trunk, where an entrance slowly formed, leading to an upward staircase.

Mu Sheng looked up at the towering tree trunk in the sky, remained silent for a long time, and then walked into the tree trunk steps.

Once he had fully entered, the trees and wood outside the trunk slowly closed up, revealing several faces that continued to mutter.

"what goes around comes around."

White fog billowed ahead.

"Whoosh!" A sword pierced through the white mist and struck a wooden face, but it had no effect.

They still keep repeating, "Good deeds will be rewarded and evil deeds will be punished."

Several figures slowly walked in from within the white mist.

Yang Baiyu raised his hand and pulled it back, and the sword that was nailed to the wooden face flew back into his hand. He looked at the wooden faces.

There were a few familiar faces.

"The Shangguan family has ended up in such a state." Yang Baiyu's face was gloomy.

"Luckily, Shangguan Bo is still outside and hasn't barged in, otherwise he might have been furious," Jing Yu said with a smile.

"These aristocratic families are like wolves when there's something to gain, but when faced with such danger, they don't fight to the death." The Hundred Martial Sect Master sneered, "They're probably waiting outside for us to find out what happened."

"Whether they're good or bad, they can't escape," the female owner of the Red Jade Pavilion said coldly. "A bunch of brainless idiots."

Yang Baiyu said in a deep voice, "From now on, the three major families will no longer exist in Changshu."

After this incident, he will definitely settle scores with these people. He said that everyone should do their best, but how could they still be trapped by those tree people?

Those tree-men were difficult to kill, but their strength was at most at the Transformation Realm. Only the three thickest tree-men were comparable to the Qi Realm, but they had already been dealt with.

The reason why these people did not break in is self-evident.

I dare not, and I do not want to.

"If Chang Shu were still alive," Jing Yu said, looking up at the towering tree trunk, "it wouldn't be easy to climb."

Although their internal energy allows them to leap and somersault, it's merely a powerful jumping ability, not enough to soar straight into the clouds.

"Then climb up!" The sect leader of Baiwu Sect jumped onto the tree trunk and punched the wooden face of the trunk, making a hole with a "bang!"

He looked down at the others: "It's that simple. Climb halfway, rest halfway, and you'll still have the energy to fight when you get to the top."

Jing Yu chuckled and said, "This rough man is actually quite shrewd despite his rough exterior."

He jumped up and plunged the knife deep into the tree trunk. He gripped the hilt to support his body, twisted his wrist, and landed on the blade.

"That's definitely a good idea."

Yang Baiyu and another person were carrying swords and red silk, but the owner of the Red Feather Pavilion tied the silk directly to the hilt of Yang Baiyu's sword.

"Lord, this humble woman has no sharp tools, so I'll trouble you for a moment," the owner of the Red Jade Pavilion and Yang Baiyu said with a smile as they stood on the sword.

"Of course, there's nothing wrong with that." Yang Baiyu looked up at the towering tree trunk.

This is really difficult to do; if the demon reacts, it will be even more difficult for them.

...

Compared to the difficulties faced by those others, Mu Sheng's situation was much easier; it was simply that inside the tree trunk were continuously ascending steps.

He was also observing the inside of the tree trunk.

"This Yang Xing is definitely not as simple as just a demon martial artist."

He has already mastered the basics of the Demon Blood Transformation Technique and has some understanding of the abilities at each stage: blue blood can summon plants, red blood can control plants, and purple blood can revitalize plants.

He wouldn't know if it was the highest level of Black Blood's perfection, because the Demon Martial Arts were just a concept for Black Blood, and theoretically very difficult to achieve.

Those who have successfully cultivated can be described as either demons or humans.

Of course, the premise is that you cannot be devoured by the cultivation technique before you succeed in cultivating it, otherwise you will only become a demon.

He suspected that Yang Xing had already reached the Black Blood realm, or rather...

It is transforming into a true demon, meaning it is being completely devoured by the cultivation technique.

He didn't know what abilities would be gained from being devoured, but he knew they would at least be stronger than in their normal state.

Soon he saw light above, and he went down the steps to a platform in front of him. In the middle of the platform, countless vines and branches were wrapped around a person who looked like he was sleeping.

Yang Xing.

Beside him, two huge leaves slowly opened, revealing the unconscious faces of Mu Yun and Zhou Fanhua.

Yang Xing slowly opened his eyes.

Mu Sheng's pupils contracted, and she blurted out in shock, "You're not unconscious?!"