Martial Master

"The Demon Tribe? Who said you're from the Demon Tribe? You're the remnants of the Mo family, ghosts that should have perished long ago. Now, the Mo family dares to attack my Xuanyuan Empire's Heavenly Emperor Mountain. As the Martial God, I shall ensure the Mo family's complete annihilation, with no trace left."

Feng Shaoyu snorted coldly, indifferent and relentless in his slaughtering spree.

These members of the Demon Tribe finally felt fear. After painstakingly resurrecting themselves, occupying the bodies of human experts, and slowly regaining their cultivation, they had no desire to perish here. Thus, after most of them had fallen, the remaining few were terrified and desperately sought to flee.

They knew they couldn't stop Feng Shaoyu; their only hope was to head to the Piao Miao Palace to seek help from Shangguan Xier and the others. Only those adults could possibly save them.

But Feng Shaoyu gave them no chance to escape. He moved like lightning, weaving through them constantly.

After a long while, the entire Mo family cemetery fell silent; all the "resurrected" Mo family ancestors had perished, leaving none alive.

"Devil! You are a devil!"

The surviving disciples of the Mo family watched this scene in terror, all kneeling and shivering, their hearts filled with despair, unable to summon even a shred of resistance. They mumbled, fear-stricken into stupor.

Feng Shaoyu glanced coldly downwards and swung his sword.

Boom!

Endless sword light filled the air, causing the remaining Mo family disciples to fall one by one, turning into pools of blood, leaving no bones behind.

Then, Feng Shaoyu raised his hand, and true essence gathered in the sky, forming a massive palm that crashed down onto the Mo family cemetery’s ancestral land.

Bang!

The ground trembled, the entire Mo family cemetery shattered in an instant, turning to dust and being completely erased. A massive pit, spanning thousands of miles and several hundred meters deep, appeared where the Mo family cemetery once stood, now reduced to ruins, completely obliterated.

"Martial God, those previous experts didn't seem like human experts at all. Could it be that Piao Miao Palace is truly colluding with the legendary Demon Tribe?" an expert from the Xuanyuan Empire approached and asked with focused attention.

This was a serious matter. The battle at the Mo family cemetery could confirm that Piao Miao Palace was indeed colluding with the Demon Tribe, which was said to be hiding among the humans, waiting for an opportunity to destroy them.

"Demon Tribe, did any of you see them?" Xuanyuan Emperor turned his head and said faintly.

The numerous experts of the Xuanyuan Empire were momentarily stunned.

"Those strange experts earlier..." the Xuanyuan Empire expert who had asked earlier couldn't help but speak, but upon seeing Feng Shaoyu's cold gaze, he shivered and quickly said, "I did not see them."

"Did any of you?" Xuanyuan Emperor looked at the others.

"We did not see them."

"We did not see them either."

The others hurriedly echoed.

Even though they greatly suspected that the black-clad individuals earlier were indeed from the legendary Demon Tribe, who would dare defy the Martial God?

Even if Feng Shaoyu claimed those individuals were blood beasts, they would have to agree.

Feng Shaoyu nodded, coldly saying, "We took action and did not see any Demon Tribe members, only the disciples of the Mo family and some Mo family experts cultivating in demonic arts who turned themselves into corpse puppets. The individuals before were merely corpse puppets. Does everyone understand?"

"Yes!" everyone responded in agreement.

Feng Shaoyu nodded slightly, satisfied. Although he had struck against the Mo family, he didn’t want the Demon Tribe to be fully exposed, provoking Shangguan Xier's wrath; otherwise, he and Shangguan Xier could never return.

As for now...

"Now that the Mo family is destroyed, everyone follow me to the Ji family."

With that, Feng Shaoyu led a group of Xuanyuan Empire experts towards the Ji family.