As the Wu Ji Sect's fleet of Giant Flying Ships prepared to depart, Shu Niang arrived on her sword and landed gracefully on the flagship. She bowed deeply to Song Wen. "Greetings, Demon Lord." Song Wen nodded. "From now on, you will serve by my side." Shu Niang's face lit up with undisguised delight. "I humbly obey your command, Demon Lord." Turning to Fang Xian, Song Wen declared, "From this day forward, you are the Sect Master of the Wu Ji Sect. You will oversee all sect affairs, great and small, except for critical matters requiring my final approval." Previously, the Wu Ji Sect had no Sect Master. Instead, the Hall Masters reported directly to Ye Hua. Fang Xian's face beamed with joy. "Understood!" While they spoke, the Wu Ji Sect's Giant Flying Ships accelerated towards Fangzhudao. Watching the fleet recede into the distance, Xuan Chengzi exclaimed, "Quick! Inform all disciples to proceed to Fangzhudao immediately!" Fangzhudao teemed with members of the Demon Race, who themselves served as valuable cultivation resources. As the Demon Race's primary stronghold in the Inner Sea, the island undoubtedly held countless treasures. The Liangyi Sect and Cui Clan's Giant Flying Ships swiftly followed suit, setting course for Fangzhudao. Under Song Wen's command, the Wu Ji Sect's ships skimmed low over the ground, maintaining a close formation. He stood at the prow of the Giant Flying Ship, the Blood Sea surging forth from beneath his feet, transforming the ground into a vast crimson ocean that swept across the land. A tidal wave of overwhelming Blood Qi crashed against everything in its path. Countless members of the Demon Race, caught unaware, were swallowed whole by the Blood Sea. Their blood essence and souls were devoured, while any valuable refining materials they carried were discarded onto the ship for Fang Xian to collect. "Fang Xian," Song Wen commanded, "inquire among the crew if anyone possesses any personal belongings of Meng Lengyu." Fang Xian obeyed and soon returned with a meditation cushion. "Demon Lord, this cushion was frequently used by Meng Lengyu. She abandoned it on the ship in her haste to flee. Do you find it suitable?" Song Wen nodded slightly, summoning the cushion into his hand. Activating the Ten Thousand Mile Breath Tracking Technique, he drew upon the lingering traces of her aura. Suddenly, a wisp of pale-white smoke rose from the cushion, drifting slowly southwest. The Giant Flying Ship swiftly pursued the wisp of smoke. Before long, a lake came into view, no more than a few hundred miles across. Song Wen soared above the lake, and in an instant, the Blood Sea blanketed its entire surface. A crimson tentacle surged from the Blood Sea, plunging into a stone cave at the bottom of the lake. Violently shattering the cave's formation, it coiled around Meng Lengyu, who had been hiding inside, and dragged her out. The moment the formation shattered, despair washed over Meng Lengyu's face. She offered no resistance as the tentacle hauled her onto the flagship and deposited her before Song Wen. "Gou Jun, how do you intend to dispose of me?" Meng Lengyu asked. "Audacious! 'Gou Jun' is merely an alias for the Demon Lord. How dare you address him so casually, Meng Lengyu?" Shu Niang snapped before Song Wen could respond. Having delivered her reprimand, Shu Niang glanced warily at Song Wen. Seeing no sign of displeasure on his face, her confidence swelled. "Now that the Demon Lord has infiltrated the Wu Ji Sect, even Senior Xuan Chengzi of the Liangyi Sect and Senior Cui Xuanjing of the Cui Clan must respectfully address him as 'Demon Lord Ji Yin.'" "Demon Lord?" Meng Lengyu's gaze swept across the surrounding giant flying ships, realization dawning on her face. "Ji Yin, you concealed your identity, hid within the Wu Ji Sect, and then seized the opportunity to murder Yin Shuo and Ye Hua, usurping their positions. A truly cunning scheme." Shu Niang leaped forward and struck Meng Lengyu's face with a brutal slap. Alas, the disparity in strength between Shu Niang and Meng Lengyu was too vast. Even with Meng Lengyu immobilized by the Blood-colored Tentacle and unable to wield any Spiritual Power, the physical fortitude of a Peak Golden Core cultivator was simply incomparable to that of an Early Stage Foundation Establishment cultivator. Shu Niang's arm went numb, her palm throbbing with excruciating pain as if her bones had shattered. Meng Lengyu endured the slap without flinching. She cast Shu Niang a disdainful glance before turning away, as if even a second glance at such a lowly figure would taint her eyes. At that moment, Song Wen spoke. "Fang Xian, according to the Wu Ji Sect's regulations, what punishment befits one who betrays the sect?" Fang Xian immediately bowed deeply. "Reporting to the Demon Lord, Meng Lengyu has betrayed the sect and slaughtered over a hundred fellow disciples. According to the sect's disciplinary code, she is to be executed. Her soul shall then be sealed within her corpse, and the body refined into a living corpse, subjected to daily torment until her soul crumbles under the unbearable weight and disperses completely." Song Wen glanced sideways at Fang Xian. He couldn't shake the feeling that the punishment described fit his own crimes perfectly. Meng Lengyu's expression froze, as if she had suddenly recalled the Wu Ji Sect's cruel tortures. Her face turned ashen. However, having long anticipated her fate, she declared with unwavering resolve, "Mere punishment? Meng Lengyu will not even flinch!" A faint hint of regret flickered across Song Wen's face. "Hall Master Meng, you certainly have backbone. Given our past acquaintance, I truly wish I didn't have to witness your demise." Hearing these words, Meng Lengyu suddenly glimpsed a sliver of hope. Her heart, long resigned to despair, stirred with renewed life. "Demon Lord Ji Yin, I beg you to spare this humble subordinate's life. From this day forth, I will obey your every command without question and serve you wholeheartedly." A sinister smile curled Song Wen's lips. "I would gladly spare you if I could. Alas, as the leader of this sect, I must uphold justice to maintain order. Failure to do so would undermine my authority. Meng Lengyu, you must die!" The fragile hope that had just bloomed in Meng Lengyu's heart withered instantly. Overwhelmed by her helplessness and insignificance, her spirit shattered completely. The blood-colored tentacle constricting her body jerked violently, dragging her into the Blood Sea without a trace. Updates are released by 𝙣𝙤𝙫𝙚𝙡✶𝙛𝙞𝙧𝙚✶𝙣𝙚𝙩 "All warships, full speed ahead! Advance toward Fang City!" Song Wen commanded. As they neared Fang City, the number of Demon Race creatures grew exponentially. The Blood Sea surged across the land, leaving no demon alive in its wake. Occasionally, members of the Flying Demon Race attempted to escape into the skies, only to be swiftly hunted down and slaughtered by the combined forces of the Wu Ji Sect disciples aboard the warships. This was a bloodthirsty carnival of slaughter, a ruthless feast of reaping, as the Liangyi Sect disciples amassed vast quantities of low-grade demon beast materials. Suddenly, a mountain valley appeared ahead. Within the valley, crisscrossing paths formed an orderly grid, with neatly arranged fields and dozens of crude thatched huts scattered throughout the landscape. A rudimentary Formation enveloped the entire valley, its rough craftsmanship betraying its non-human origins. Instead of ordinary crops, the fields were planted with spirit herbs, and numerous figures labored among the rows. Notably, their clothing consisted of animal hides and leaves, giving the impression of a civilization just emerging from primal roots. They noticed the approaching Giant Flying Ships and gazed upward, their eyes filled with a primal mix of fear and curiosity—an instinctive reaction to the unknown. Then, abruptly, panic seized them. One of the twelve Giant Flying Ships, a shuttle-shaped vessel over twenty zhang in length, suddenly accelerated and crashed into the Formation's barrier. The barrier shattered with a deafening roar. 📖Read (RDC) on Pa.treon@CinderTL - c1112. [+4] 🔑Early Access at $5. 💥Translated (6) Series, (4.1K+) Chapters, (5.8M+) Words.