Under One Person, your rebellious life has reached the heavens?

He saw the old master using his hand as a hammer to smash the wall of the training ground, and holding a millstone-sized rock in one hand, preparing to spar with him again. He quickly shouted:

"Master, please stop! No! I'm convinced!"

"Really? We've only just begun, Yu De."

Upon hearing this, Zhang Zhiwei had no choice but to give up.

He had a good time. Zhang Yude's life cultivation was relatively close to that of younger generations like Ru Hu and Ding Shian. With his Qi Body Source Flow technique, he could barely keep up with them and was able to protect himself while traveling in the martial world.

"You're amazing, my skill level is far from enough."

Zhang Yude sincerely admired him. He had sparred with his father, Zhang Huaiyi, before, and it had a significant effect, but it had almost no effect on suppressing this senior master. The difference in their strength was too great.

"Be extra careful when you're out and about..."

Zhang Zhiwei earnestly advised that although the Qi Body Source Flow is extraordinary, it still has its shortcomings. Whether facing cold weapons or firearms, a slight mistake could lead to great losses.

"I am grateful for your instruction and will follow your advice, Celestial Master."

"Let's go back and sit for a while. You and Chu Lan will share a room tonight, so the two of you can have a good chat."

Afterwards, the group left the training ground chatting and laughing.

........

The next day, evening.

At the Sanyi Gate, on the fourth floor of the Sutra Repository, Jiang Mo sat on a futon by the window, flipping through a yellowed ancient book while listening to Zhuge Yu's report.

"Uncle-Master, all the payments from the Feng family have arrived."

"it is good."

"A lot of people died outside today, all of them on their way to Tongtian Valley. There were about two hundred of them, including company employees, rogue cultivators, and disciples of some sects. According to the information Xiao Lu received, some evil cultivators appeared in that area and harvested souls, possibly using one of the Eight Extraordinary Techniques, Spirit Binding and Commanding."

Hearing Zhuge Yu's report, Jiang Mo was not surprised. Back then, quite a few people obtained this unique skill, including the Feng family, the Wang family, and the Quanxing. There might be more who slipped through the net than he had estimated.

"Are most of the younger generation in the sect alright?"

"No, their life beads are unharmed."

Zhuge Yu reported truthfully that the so-called Life Bead was a magical artifact placed in his weapon-refining room. Back when Jiang Mo was traveling and cultivating, he had achieved great success in his divine abilities and thus came up with the idea of ​​refining the Life Bead with Chengzhen.

He would extract and seal away the innate Qi of the younger disciples within the sect for monitoring. Once they showed signs of impending death and their life beads dimmed and shattered, Zhuge Yu would use the "Human World Within Reach" technique to teleport them there for rescue.

"I destroyed the Eight Extraordinary Techniques, so some people don't dare to cause me trouble, but they might cause trouble for the younger generation. Tell them to be more careful, and if they encounter any difficulties, they should tell their sect."

“Alright, Uncle-Master, I will inform them.” Zhuge Yu nodded.

........

night.

In the study of the Feng family villa, a dark, sinister spirit floated, and at first glance, it resembled Feng Zhenghao.

Previously, he had abandoned his original physical form and manipulated the spirits under his command to enter his body and go to be punished and imprisoned in his place, and now he has become this inhuman and ghostly appearance.

The three-headed demon general was so powerful that he could not restrain any of his children, and he had no choice but to swallow them all at once, causing his strength to surge to an unprecedented level, making him so powerful that he was no longer human.

Of the five children of the Feng family, only the eldest son and second daughter, who broke with him years ago, went to Europe a few years ago and never returned. Now, Feng Xingtong, Feng Shayan, and Feng Yaya are all in the study.

In addition, there were seven elite members of the World Alliance present.

They possess strength approaching that of a sect leader, and had been on missions abroad, only returning in the last few days.

Unlike other hired superhuman experts, these people are equivalent to death warriors. They were promoted and cultivated by Feng Zhenghao a long time ago, and it is no exaggeration to say that they are the backbone of the Feng family. At this moment, they are following Feng Zhenghao and preparing to leave the mainland.

"President, the plane is ready. Please depart as soon as possible."

"Okay... thank you for your hard work."

In his soul form, Feng Zhenghao looked at the thin young man who had given the report and asked, "Have you been able to contact Xiao Xiao?"

"No, I have tried to contact him many times over the years since you had your conflict with him, but I have never received a reply."

"Forget it... We're all barely able to take care of ourselves now, so we can't worry about anything else. We'll just give him the reminders he needs to give, and let the rest fend for themselves."

Immediately afterward, Feng Zhenghao asked, "Shayan, have all the assets been transferred?"

"Yes, with your previous assets in Tokyo, it's enough for us to establish a foothold there."

Feng Shayan had just recovered from a serious illness and was in poor spirits; her face was still somewhat pale.

"If that's the case... let's go."

Just as Feng Zhenghao was about to enter the body of one of his trusted confidants, a cold and sharp voice suddenly rang out.

"Leave? You all have to stay!"

"Crash!!!"

Amidst the piercing sonic vibrations, the study window shattered suddenly, and black mist seized the opportunity to enter. Unfazed by the strange beings present, a gaunt figure gradually materialized, resembling the elderly Zhou Sheng.

"you are?"

Feng Zhenghao felt a strong threat, and his scarlet eyes flashed with a chilling killing intent. The old ghost in front of him was not easy to deal with.

"I'm going to settle some old scores with the Feng family."

Chapter 306 Slaughtering the Feng Family, A New Direction for Transformation

"Oh!"

In an instant, the indoor light bulbs shattered, plunging the room into darkness and silence. A palpable killing intent permeated everyone's hearts.

The power to the entire villa was mysteriously cut off, the walls burst open one after another, and the floor collapsed. What terrified Feng Zhenghao even more was that he realized the surrounding environment was sinking rapidly, and the intense feeling of weightlessness was definitely not an illusion.

"Wow!"

At the critical moment, an elite member of the World Society made a move. He was born with the ability to control flames, and a crimson fireball with a radius of six meters floated in the air in his palm. With the help of the bright firelight, everyone could see their current situation.

They were all falling, the ground seemed to have split open into an abyss with no end in sight, the whistling wind whistled past their ears, and the falling speed was getting faster and faster, they were swept up in the ruins of the villa!

"How can this be?!"

Some exclaimed in surprise, "You should know that the Feng family villa covers an area of ​​several thousand square meters, which is huge, and the foundation is exceptionally solid."

Even in the event of an earthquake, it wouldn't be this fragile, like a sandcastle, rapidly disintegrating as it falls, with bricks, furniture, appliances, and other debris floating everywhere.

The mysterious man's strength far exceeded the comprehension of the seven elites. Their faces were filled with horror, and their bodies became immobile without them even realizing it, as if they had been slowed down countless times, almost frozen in place. However, their minds remained active, and they could only watch helplessly as they were imprisoned in the void.

Approaching the level of a sect leader, they had no ability to resist Zhou Sheng, who had mastered the Feng Hou Qi Men technique and was ranked as a supreme grandmaster. There were at least two insurmountable barriers between them, and the seven of them were no different from cattle and sheep waiting to be slaughtered.

“Oh no…”

"Help me..."

"escape....."

Their fear gradually reached its peak; they were unable to move or speak, and their desperate pupils slowly dilated.

"Pfft!!!"

Zhou Sheng, who was in control of all the changes in the situation, did not even blink. With a thought, he caused the blood in the seven powerful people to flow backward, their hearts and brains to be severely damaged, their breathing to stop abruptly, and blood to flow from their eyes. They died instantly.

"Walk--!"

Feng Zhenghao urged him sharply, not having time to give any more instructions. He immediately activated the Yin Spirit Evil Technique within his body. Several ferocious, writhing vortexes, like swamps, unfolded behind him, while dense black spikes, like a hail of bullets, rained down on the old ghost not far away.

"call out!"

"call out!"

Feng Shayan grabbed her younger sister Feng Yaya's wrist and used the momentum to leap up and down the villa's debris, with Feng Xingtong following closely behind.

"Heh, trying to leave? This old man will see you off."

A cruel smile appeared on Zhou Sheng's lips. "By transforming the heavens and the earth, I am king." Within the Qimen formation, he is the absolute king, ruling over his territory and people.

A sinister gaze, moving faster than anything else, instantly fell upon the three siblings, their spatial position instantly swapping with that of Zhou Sheng at the very bottom.

"Pop!" The space resembled a lake, splashing up ripples.

"Pfft!"

"Pfft!!!"

Hundreds of black soul thorns shot out without changing direction. The screams of Feng Shayan and her two siblings echoed through the underground. Their bodies were riddled with holes, their flesh mangled, and they died.

"what!!!"

Witnessing this scene, Feng Zhenghao went mad, his bloodshot eyes gleaming like a man-eating beast as he roared furiously.

"Call me? I'll reunite your family."

Zhou Sheng controlled the magic array with one hand, covering 360 degrees from top to bottom without any blind spots. Everything tended to stand still, and Feng Zhenghao's lost mind prevented him from making the most correct judgment on the sudden change in the situation.

"Kun Character - Burial!"

"Boom!"

In an instant, the ruins of the villa, along with countless rocks and soil, seemed to come alive, frantically squeezing and engulfing Feng Zhenghao's figure. As a spirit, he tried to break through the obstacles to escape.

"call out--!"

Zhou Sheng opened his palm, his thin middle and index fingers holding a rusty Soul-Suppressing Nail, which exuded a strong evil aura and was specially made for evil spirits.

"boom!"

Facing Feng Zhenghao's severed head, Zhou Sheng hurled a long nail that pierced through the void and went straight through Feng Zhenghao's brow. Boiling black energy billowed out as he struggled in agony, as if enduring a cruel torture.

"what!!!"

Feng Zhenghao's body showed signs of being torn apart, and one ferocious spirit after another forcibly broke through his body, preparing to escape.

The fragmented knowledge of spirit control he possessed was insufficient for him to perfectly digest these evil spirits, leaving behind endless troubles and, at crucial moments, becoming a fatal crisis.

Three slender demon generals split off from his body. Feng Zhenghao's continuously draining power seemed to be suddenly emptied out. He was so weak that he could hardly move and was nailed to the ruins underground.

"Hmph, you got off easy."

Zhou Sheng then used his ruthless methods again, causing countless rocks and soil to fall and form a tomb, burying the tenth elder of the Feng family.

As the Master's control waned, the three demon generals' spirits were no longer enslaved by him. They fled frantically, disappearing into the pitch-black depths of the earth in the blink of an eye, penetrating the rock layers and fleeing hundreds of meters away.

"..."

Zhou Sheng did not continue the pursuit. He looked down at the grave underground, his gaze piercing through the mud to see the dying Feng Zhenghao inside. He grinned.

"Your grandfather's debts are your responsibility to pay."

His resentment surged, but to no avail. It was too easy for Zhou Sheng to torture and kill Feng Zhenghao. He turned around and left the hundreds of meters underground, transforming into black mist and soaring into the sky, returning to the surface.

A bottomless, pitch-black cave appeared on the ground, replacing the Feng family's original villa.

Using the power of the Qimen formation, Zhou Sheng once again controlled the underground rock layers, pressing them down into the hole and filling it in an instant without leaving a trace. His figure then vanished into the night.

His next target was the Zhang family, specifically Zhang Yude.

.........

The following day, Feng Zhenghao's double, who was imprisoned, died mysteriously. Overnight, the Feng family was razed to the ground, and the fate of many experts from the World Society was unknown.

The company was furious. They couldn't believe who dared to cause trouble during this special period. They were determined to investigate the truth and find the culprit.

The Tongtian Valley incident, the conflict between Wudang and Quanzhen, the massacre of the Feng family, and the refusal of the Wang and Lü families to hand over the Eight Extraordinary Techniques are all putting immense pressure on the company. The already limited manpower is becoming increasingly strained.

this day.

Inside the headquarters' conference room, the seven directors and six regional heads were in even worse spirits. News had come back from the front lines that the Body Cultivation Furnace had been hijacked by some unknown force.

After discussing countermeasures, the group had no choice but to give up. The cultivation furnace that had disappeared overseas was impossible to find. All they could do was concentrate the resources the company currently had to investigate other incidents.

........

8 month 7 day.

On a cool summer night, in the quiet of the mountains and forests, Jiang Mo sat cross-legged by the pool behind the mountain, practicing breathing exercises. The endless moonlight fell from the sky, entering his skin and flowing through every inch of his flesh.

"......"

Two hours passed quietly. The pair of slightly closed eyes slowly opened, as if deep in thought, pondering what exactly was that ominous premonition lingering in her heart.

Since ascending to a higher level in the desert, these signs, which had existed for many years, have not only not disappeared, but have become even more pronounced.

He couldn't pinpoint the exact reason, but Jiang Mo knew that the world was about to change...