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Deep within the Poisonous Abyss, the black mist was as dark as ink.

Jiang Feng and his group chased after Liu Guanyi, killing countless strange beasts that pounced on them along the way, until finally the fog ahead dissipated.

A dark red megalithic altar came into view.

Then, everyone froze.

Around the altar, dark red blood was still flowing in the nine grooves.

At the end of the groove, more than twenty figures lay sprawled out, slumped over.

Those were more than twenty outstanding students, each with a face as pale as paper, their wrists still bleeding, some already unconscious, and others without even the strength to lift their heads.

In front of the altar, the corpses of more than a hundred strange beasts were piled up into a small mountain of flesh and blood, and the stench was overwhelming.

"vomit!"

Xiao Xingye only glanced at it before his stomach churned, and he couldn't help but gag.

"brute!"

Even the usually lazy Li Changsheng was now filled with anger!

"These scumbags!"

Lin Xing's teeth were grinding together.

Jiang Feng remained silent, his gaze fixed on the man wielding the black longsword.

"Yan Wusheng!"

"As one of the Seven Sons of Chengdu, nurtured by the nation and enjoying countless resources, why would you betray humanity and join an evil cult?!"

Yan Wusheng looked down at them, paused for a moment, and then burst into laughter.

"Hahahahaha!"

He threw his head back and burst into laughter, laughing so hard he almost fell over, as if he had heard the funniest joke in the world!

"betray?"

He finished laughing, looked down at Jiang Feng with a condescending pity in his eyes, and said, "Little bug, what do you know?"

"Let me show you what betrayal really means!"

"For six hundred years, the martial arts tradition on Earth has been dominated by those martial arts families—the techniques, elixirs, secret realms, and inheritances!"

"They monopolize resources and cut off all paths of advancement for lower-level martial artists!"

"Ordinary people want to get ahead? They either become dogs or wait to die!"

"The propagation of martial arts is meant to make the human race stronger, and to ensure that everyone has the dignity to live!"

"But what about now? The strong get stronger, and the weak remain weak, never to rise again!"

"And so, 'Abyss' was born!"

"He will devour everything! The stronger the warrior, the more he becomes his sustenance!"

"Only when the old world is smashed can a new order emerge!"

Yan Wusheng spread his arms wide, his voice growing increasingly impassioned, like a priest standing on an altar:

"This is true fairness!"

"True justice"

"You fools who were kept in the dark should thank us! Thank the Blood Card Society for existing!"

After he finished speaking, he looked expectantly at Jiang Feng and the others.

In the past, whenever he said these words, the eyes of those struggling martial artists at the bottom of society would light up.

"Are you done talking?"

Jiang Feng spoke coldly.

"As one of the Seven Heroes of Rongcheng, the cultivation techniques were given to you by the Rongcheng Martial Arts Association, the pills were issued by the official quota, and the secret realm quota was given to you by the Dragon Kingdom."

"Which resource you enjoy wasn't taken from the taxes paid by millions of ordinary people?"

"Our Dragon Kingdom, inheriting the legacy of Chinese civilization!"

"Those who are strong enjoy more resources, and should therefore bear greater responsibilities!"

"Guard the secret realm, slay the strange beasts, protect the people! This is what's written in a martial artist's oath!"

"And what about you?"

Jiang Feng took a step forward, each word ringing out clearly: "You keep saying you're doing this for ordinary people."

"But what you're going to do is unleash a monster, destroy the secret realm, and leave tens of millions of ordinary people in Linchuan City dead without a trace!"

"Your so-called fairness is paving the way for millions of lives?!"

"Families that monopolize resources are parasites, but you, Yan Wusheng, are even more shameless than them!"

"You wave the banner of fighting for ordinary people while committing the atrocities of slaughtering ordinary people! How dare you talk about justice?!"

"Well said!"

Li Changsheng pointed his long sword directly at Yan Wusheng, "What I hate most are people like you. You're unhappy with your own lives, so you drag the whole world down with you, and you always have to find some high-sounding reason for it!"

"It's a disgrace to Rongcheng that such a scoundrel as you came from here!"

One angry curse after another was like a series of slaps to Yan Wusheng's face.

The pity, passion, and smugness on his face gradually disappeared, leaving only a grimace.

"Great...very good!"

Yan Wusheng slowly drew his black longsword. As the sword was unsheathed, an extremely sharp sword intent soared into the sky!

"A bunch of ignorant little bugs dare to lecture me?"

He walked down from the altar step by step, sword in hand, shaking his head as his neck cracked.

"I, Yan Wusheng, am the number one prodigy of the Blood Token Society! My swordsmanship is unparalleled!"

"At the age of thirteen, I had already cultivated sword energy!"

"At eighteen, I comprehended the sword's edge!"

"In the century-long history of Chengdu schools, comprehension is paramount!"

His voice suddenly turned fierce, and a surge of hatred welled up inside him.

"I won first place in the sword competition that year!"

"But the prize that belonged to first place was snatched away by a member of a related family!"

"Why?! Just because his surname is auspicious?!"

"Afterwards, I killed that guy."

He grinned, his expression sinister, and said, "Then, the Blood Card Society found me."

"There, there are no powerful families, no connections, only strength matters! I obtained countless resources!"

"I am now invincible among the younger generation!"

He abruptly stopped, his sword tip pointing directly at Jiang Feng and his group of six.

"Even if you all come at me together, you're no match for me!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Yan Wusheng swung his arm and thrust his sword into the sky!

"Divine Sword Technique - One Sword, No Life!!!"

"BOOM!!!"

A jet-black sword aura shot into the sky, piercing straight into the dome of the Poison Abyss!

Wherever that sword energy passed, space rippled and twisted like water, and the black mist that blotted out the sky was split open, revealing the hazy sky above the secret realm.

The power of that single sword strike seemed capable of splitting the heavens and earth in two!

Before the sword energy even landed, a deathly sword intent had already enveloped an area of ​​a hundred feet in radius.

Xiao Xingye and the others subconsciously took a step back.

Even Jiang Feng's expression was extremely solemn.

"Attack together! Don't let him land that sword..."

An unexpected change occurred!

The Blood Demon Altar, which had stood silently, suddenly trembled violently!

All the crimson runes on the stone surface lit up at the same time, and a crimson beam of light shot out from the top of the altar!

Suddenly, the shroud enveloped Yan Wusheng, who was standing before the altar!

"ah?!"

Yan Wusheng's expression froze instantly.

Immediately afterwards, the crimson beam of light suddenly contracted, like a greedy giant mouth, frantically devouring his body!

His skin withered at a visible rate, and his life essence and true energy were drawn away strand by strand, flowing back to the altar along the pillar of light!

"ah!!!"

A heart-wrenching scream echoed through the poisonous abyss.

"No! What happened?"

"This swordsmanship was taught to me personally by Lord Ace of Hearts!"

"How could... how could it have turned out like this?!"

Yan Wusheng struggled frantically, and the black longsword fell to the ground.

He couldn't understand it, he would never understand it even if he died.

That move, "One Sword, No Life," was a divine sword technique personally taught to him by an adult who praised him for his "natural swordsmanship." It was his proudest sword move.

How could it have turned out like this!