"Disciple of the Primordial Sacred Land." Ning Zheng spoke calmly, "Hand over the people."

That year.

Xu Huan shattered the Scaly Gate, a monstrous existence within the Two-Phase Realm, with combat power non-human.

Yet ultimately failed to break through the One Heart Realm, thus swiftly killed.

Merely a Saint Child of the Two-Phase Realm, and a batch of potential Three Elements Realm core disciples not reaching the Two-Phase Realm.

Logically speaking, it should have been easy to capture!

However, Fang Yun remained silent, responding irrelevantly, respectfully saying, "Your Excellency, why indiscriminately attack the Fang Family without participating in the current raid?"

"Won't hand over?"

Ning Zheng frowned, instantly sensing something was off.

This person was only in the Four Viscera Realm but was used for external exchanges, likely a shopkeeper-level talent managing business and liaison.

How clever are such family liaison Elders?

Under normal circumstances, they would certainly hand over the people first to avoid further trouble.

Instead of these seemingly normal conversations, which were actually words meant to delay.

Just a few insignificant Embers; what could these people be hiding?

Ning Zheng pondered quietly.

Could there be something hidden?

Did Xu Huan and the others have something unspeakable on them?

No wonder the Sect Leader of this Primordial Sacred Land, even at great expense, asked for help, controlling her body to rescue them.

Ning Zheng smirked, "Unwilling to let go of a few disciples of the Two-Phase Realm, do you want me to wipe out your entire clan?"

Ning Zheng reached out and grabbed.

The entire Fang Yun was uprooted, turning into Wandering Embers.

Then, with a squeeze, instantly kneaded into a soul ball, his fingers twisting a few times, looking down as if watching an ant on his palm:

"Hand over, or die."

"You!! You!" Fang Yun was frightened to the core, his eyes bloodshot, looking at the towering figure looming above from the palm.

He had never expected.

This mysterious Sect Leader existence would ask only once before mercilessly taking action.

He initially wanted to negotiate, relying on his fluent speech, to buy time...

But the other party, completely unconcerned, didn't even bother to engage, casually delaying only the first line, and then grabbed him into the palm!

Those eyes carried cold indifference and dominance, seemingly ignoring any defense.

Fang Yun was somewhat scared.

Although adept at communication, as a non-combatant talent, he feared death even in life, following that logic in death as well.

And at this moment, that towering presence, with numerous resentful souls, angrily shouted in unison, transmitting the frantic, eerie chaotic murmurs of the Evil God:

"It's interrogation time."

"Hehe, flaying the skin.""Lingchi""Fire roasting""Copper infusion""Ji ji!"

The blacksmiths sat in the mine cave cinema, watching the exciting interactive movie, supplementing background eerie music for the Manor Master, adding lines, increasing the Demon Cultivator's overwhelming presence.

Watching a movie, of course!

While eating popcorn, interacting wildly with the movie scenes.

Currently helping with the interrogation segment, using their voices from the mine cave to assist with the interrogation, definitely affecting the plot development.

Interrogation plot!

Interactive movie!

So cool!

They watched merrily while eating snacks in the mine cave.

Fang Yun looked at the fragmented frenzy, as if countless mouths were speaking in succession, his whole voice trembling.

Even the shadow remnants on his palm were controlling his archers, frantically tearing at him, harshly pinching his buttocks: "Such plump thighs""Flay the skin, let's eat meat""A male? Isn't that even better, make him bear down hard"

The blacksmiths, who had run interrogation rooms before, were very experienced, excelling at psychological attacks.

Fang Yun was completely going crazy!

His eyelids tight, body trembling, yet still persisting.

What is this?

Resentful souls from the past?

Don't touch the buttocks!

It seemed like the sky was filled with crazy eyeballs, countless mouths surrounded him speaking incessantly, assaulting his nerves.

"I'll speak, I'll speak...."

The Fang Family valued his smoothness but forgot one flaw, he feared death.

In the past, this wouldn't even be a flaw, with the Fang Family dominant and powerful, who dared act against them?

But now, Fang Yun couldn't bear it anymore: "Ancient Immortal Cultivators, raising mortals, doing filthy things, now, our Fang Family simply reversed the order, raising the old——"

Poof!

In an instant.

His hand exploded, the Fang Yun in his hand hadn't even finished his next sentence before being immediately silenced.

Ning Zheng frowned slightly.

What kind of attack was this?

An aura infinitely close to the One Heart Realm, but likely hadn't reached it, presumably a powerful Two-Phase Realm of the Fang Family acted.

Yet, he couldn't manage to stop it.

These fancy hidden attack methods, messy innate divine techniques, cultivation techniques, were too unfriendly to his current self.

"You're courting death!"

Ning Zheng waved his hand, and the surging torrent behind him roared forth.

Unfriendly, huh?

Fancy, huh?

I do indeed have only one move, but I can still shoot you dead directly!

The black flood seemed world-ending, grandly reappearing amidst these mountains.

He was surrounded by black smoke all over, riding the cold and mighty Nether River, rushing into the mountains, drawing his bow and shooting arrows, directly targeting the elders of the Fang Family seated in the Ancestral Temple.

Seeing the sharp arrows aimed at them, the numerous family elders inside could no longer sit still.

A young elder apologized, "We are willing to make peace and offer resources. Now that the Capital City's squad is besieged, your time is limited, why linger over us?"

Ning Zheng ignored them, bent his bow and shot arrows.

This young elder was instantly attacked dozens of times, the entire person turning to ashes, splitting into a bunch of bow-wielding silhouettes.

"You..."

Voices of fury erupted, unable to hold back in the Ancestral Hall, as powerful auras suddenly burst forth:

"What audacity! Your Excellency, you're nothing but a pseudo-One Heart Realm with specialized demon techniques."

"If I'm not mistaken, gaining this distorted power also means you can't use other Divine Techniques or magic spells."

"Forgetting all the talents of a powerhouse, now you only know ordinary attacks!"

"With such a huge flaw, do you really think we can't resist?"

They were smart, seeing through Ning Zheng's background.

But they did not know that Ning Zheng never learned any techniques, all resources went to enhancing his realm, always a blank, not a side effect.

If an average person were exposed, they'd be intimidated.

But Ning Zheng, despite being exposed, wasn't annoyed, he calmly said:

"What do you know? It's better than I devote myself day and night to a single arrow, surpassing the multitude of mankind with this one move."

Ning Zheng slowly raised his bow and arrow: "For countless millennia, I've seen too many geniuses like you, each as brilliant and mastering various Divine Techniques."

"But unfortunately, you only know indecision, not what it means to have One Heart."

"In my life, I have only cultivated one move, for decades, centuries, millennia... with single-minded dedication, mastering the art of arrow, thus achieving this unique skill."

His black flame eyes ignited.

"Ten arrows vanquish ghosts and deities, a thousand arrows open the Nether River, ten thousand arrows create the Netherworld."

"One Heart, One Heart, this is my true One Heart Realm."

Ning Zheng explained no more, behind him, the vast Nether River surged mightily, intimidating, murky and sinisterly dark, inducing a sense of suffocation.

"A single force overcomes ten skills, that's enough."

The overwhelming river water surged, seemingly covering the sky and sun.

The vast flood seemed to wipe out the world, soaking mountains and rivers, washing over the entire territory controlled by the Fang Family.

"You!!"

Their forefathers' expressions completely changed.

This person was swift and decisive, aiming to destroy them upon meeting!

The people of the Fang Family finally turned color.

Each mountain, building, and spirit field was their foundation, supporting the family's prosperity for millennia.

They could not comprehend.

Why save Xu Huan?

At most, just a minor character.

This level of existence does not require a One Heart Realm Sect Leader level person to go to great lengths to save.

...

The vast mountains were submerged by the tide.

The sticky black water rapidly climbed up the mountain paths, like countless tentacles.

That is an army!

The entire river was, in fact, an army formed by countless bow-wielding shadows, soaking in the Nether River, launching volleys of arrows, exploding a vast ocean.

Blood intermingled with the dark assaults hitting the array barriers of one Immortal Mountain after another, the sea of arrows only collided a few times to break through, allowing numerous blacksmith phantoms to plunge in and ransack fiercely.

Boom!!!

Several elders of the Fang Family were severely injured, spurting blood.

Their grand array could withstand a full-force attack of a One Heart Realm, this was their family's strongest foundation and the reason they had the confidence to resist.

Because in their eyes, this battle was a sudden strike, time-sensitive, the units attacking Xinyi Continent City surely wouldn't fight for long.

This figure's time was tight, if he couldn't break through, he'd have to return to assist in besieging Xinyi State City against the Great Power.

But at this moment.

Arrays that could withstand a One Heart Realm, couldn't hold against this force-breaking ordinary attack, ordinary attack, ordinary attack...

They simply couldn't withstand it!

The hefty and overwhelming ordinary attack was indeed terrifying.

Even the cultivators in the ring-shaped city wall's liquor stores and tea houses afar, stood stunned at the sight of that proud figure standing atop the Nether River.

One arrow suppresses a clan!

An inkling emerged in many hearts, surprisingly astounded:

"Only one move cultivated..."

"One move approaching Dao, this is the true meaning of One Heart?"

Countless were left speechless, starting to contemplate.

When a weakling says the truth, no matter how right, it will be regarded as wrong.

When a world-surpassing powerhouse says the truth, no matter how wrong, there will be those who believe it right.

In this world, a lot of the time, right or wrong doesn't matter, power defines it.

At this moment.

Everyone had a premonition in their hearts.

After today, this Sect Leader-level being, who only cultivates one move, would completely gain fame across Nine-State.

Not only them, but even some of the battling powerhouses, King Xinyi, and even other rebel leaders, had turbulent thoughts surging in their minds:

"Who exactly is this person?"

"Only one move cultivated, yet such grandeur?"

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