The elderly man with all white hair and beard's mouth twitched violently. He had never expected this level of enmity between his sect and this terrifying boy.

After what seemed like forever, he managed to speak. This time he didn't use telepathic communication.

"Regardless of whether what you said is true or not – you have already killed so many people. Is that not enough? Are you continuing to kill?" The elderly Patriarch of Heavenly Sword Sect said, but in his heart swore: I will act submissive now. He is still a young boy and lacks experience. Seeing me submit, surely he will soften his heart. Just you wait until I successfully transcend this disaster. You damn brat!

However, Chu Mo merely looked at him and coldly said, "Not enough – not until you die."

"You… young man, do not push people too hard!" The weather-beaten Patriarch of Heavenly Sword Sect was so furious he was almost choking.

Enraged, Chu Mo laughed. "I'm pushing too hard? Well, I've never tried being a villain before. A person's life, if always the same, is incomplete." Chu Mo spoke coldly, and his gaze became colder as he stared at the elderly leader of the Heavenly Sword Sect, "Today I'll embrace being the villain forcing others."

As he finished speaking, Chu Mo's figure flashed. Stepping upon illusionary gusts, he rushed directly towards the elderly patriarch.

The patriarch of the Heavenly Sword Sect was also provoked by Chu Mo. No longer worried about the drain on his vital energy, he summoned all his strength and met Chu Mo head-on.

It had to be said, even in this low-level world of mortals, those who could start a sect were no simple figures.

The sword arts of the elderly Patriarch of Heavenly Sword Sect had reached the realm of Spirit Conjuring, close to perfection.

As Chu Mo was battling him, he thought: If this man had been raised in the Heavenly Realm, whether he would have become an emperor or not is questionable. But reaching the realm of Heavenly Immortal or True Immortal should have been easy for him.

What a surprisingly genius talent!

What a pity, he was born in the Mortal Realm. It was unfortunate that his opponent was Chu Mo, as he is today.

This predetermined his fate.

Even the Realm Spirit, which sealed its own realm down to the maximum power of the Beginner Foundation Establishment stage, was no match for Chu Mo.

This practitioner who hadn't even entered the Foundation Establishment stage had even less of a chance.

In the end, he could only choke down his regret.

When Chu Mo's Heaven Slaying slash landed in the center of the elderly Patriarch of Heavenly Sword Sect's forehead, the complex emotions of surprise, regret, and unwillingness in his eyes, one of the top fighters in the Mortal Realm, were extremely rich.

His eyes were firmly locked on Chu Mo until he lost his vitality and died. They never left Chu Mo's eyes, not a single word emerged from his mouth. Just staring at Chu Mo's eyes.

If Chu Mo wasn't so mentally prepared, he would for sure have been disturbed by the old man's stare.

But Chu Mo had faced life and death countless times before!

Whether it was facing the elderly Patriarch of Heavenly Sword Sect's gaze, or Chu Mo's unwavering heart, Chu Mo just calmly said, "The world doesn't merely revolve around who has the biggest fist. There's a reason for everything. I don't know what type of sect the Heavenly Sword Sect was at your beginning. But today, it has become a sect devoid of reason. Your disciples are arrogant, overbearing, cold-blooded, and selfish... treating life as disposable. Therefore they deserve to die."

Chu Mo turned his gaze back to the dying patriarch of the Heavenly Sword Sect and continued, "As for you, if you had just stayed in your mountain and continued your cultivation from the beginning, perhaps...you wouldn't have to die today. But I can assure you, once you enter the Spirit Realm, people like you will die very quickly. Don't think that once you ascend, everything will be fine. The Spirit World is much more brutal than the Mortal World."

It seemed like there was something extra in the old patriarch's eyes as he looked at Chu Mo. His complex gaze gradually faded, replaced by a hint of enlightenment in the end.

Then, his body began to disintegrate, turning into a wisp of dust and disappearing into the world.

With a soft sigh, Chu Mo's eyes, cold and clear, fell upon the countless disciples of the Heavenly Sword Sect below. He declared in an icy tone, "From today onwards, the Heavenly Sword Sect is disbanded. You all may go your separate ways. Those who wish to continue cultivating may choose to join other sects. Those wishing to return to the secular world can use their skills to do so. But remember, if I hear of any misdeeds, no matter how far you are, I will not hesitate to punish you!"

Chu Mo's voice, though not loud but cold and clear, penetrated each and every heart of the Heavenly Sword Sect disciples. All of them… involuntarily knelt on the ground, even too afraid to breathe loudly.

After today's battle, the entire Heavenly Sword Sect from top to bottom was completely destroyed. These remaining individuals did not have even half the qualifications to challenge Chu Mo.

"Leng Qiuming, I know you're still in the Heavenly Sword Sect. Look out for yourself!" As Chu Mo spoke, his figure flickered and disappeared into the void.

On Heavenly Sword Mountain, all of the Heavenly Sword Sect disciples remained kneeling. It wasn't until long after Chu Mo had left that some of them, unable to support themselves, collapsed, their faces expressions of utter confusion.

Then, even more disciples exhaled a long breath and heavily settled onto the ground. Their eyes seemed to have lost their vitality as they found themselves unable to form any words at all.

This scene would forever be engraved in their hearts, impossible to erase for an eternity.

A few days later, Chu Mo's figure appeared upon the Prairie. By now, he was somewhat impatient to see his loved ones.

The maid Xiyue and others would require more time to arrive. After all, no matter what, they could not possibly match Chu Mo's speed.

As for what might happen in Yanhuang City next, Chu Mo couldn't care less.

Initially, he had no interest in worldly power struggles. If it wasn't for the Emperor of Great Xia's repeated attempts to harm him, he never would have concerned himself with the man.

And so the old saying goes, "In this world, there truly is no trouble unless it is brought upon oneself."

Ordinary fools only disturb their peaceful dreams; yet a monarch's folly… disturbs his entire kingdom!

Just as Chu Mo had entered the Chu Kingdom, he heard of dramatic changes happening in Great Xia.

The Emperor had suddenly fallen severely ill and was unable to continue ruling. The Second Prince, Xia Xiong, planned a rebellion to coerce the Emperor into giving up the throne.

Marshal Fang, in alliance with the Prime Minister, Xu Zhongliang, took up arms to protect their sovereign and subsequently recommended Prince Xia Jing ascend to the throne...

In future, this event would be known as 'The Chongyang Incident,' named after the traditional festival of Chongyang that fell on the 9th day of the 9th month, the day it took place.

Chu Mo sat in a tavern just outside the imperial city, pouring and sipping wine while the excited discussions of the event echoed around him...

Indeed, the vast majority of citizens within the Chu Kingdom were once citizens of Great Xia.

Therefore, their enthusiasm for the happenings in Great Xia was even more heightened.

Listening to these whispers, Chu Mo couldn't help but feel a touch of melancholy. If the Emperor hadn't been so plagued with suspicion, perhaps...he wouldn't have met this end.

Xia Jing...is indeed a competent ruler.

However, he probably wouldn't dream of challenging the Chu Kingdom in the near future. After all, just stepping into his role as Emperor, there were already too many issues awaiting his attention in Great Xia.

Furthermore, he wouldn't dare offend Chu Kingdom if he had any sense.

Just as Chu Mo was lost in his thoughts, a stuttering voice filled with surprise sounded next to his ear: "Si... Si... Sir?" (To be continued. If you like this work, please come to qidian.com to vote and support. Your support is my biggest motivation. Mobile users please go to m.qidian.com to read.)

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