Once I enter the pass, great Confucian scholars will surely debate the classics for me.

Jin Wei, Ning Cha, Zhan Fu, and Zhan Qi followed behind Zhou Qingfeng, hearing the words "The negotiations have ended."

The four quickened their pace, and a chilling aura instantly rose.

Jin Wei and Ning Cha drew their swords simultaneously, transforming them into two dazzling sword beams that hurtled towards the Vision Cultists.

The two brothers, Zanfu and Zanqi, each took out a shield and a heavy longsword. The longsword was swung open and transformed into two pieces. The blades joined together inward and extended forward by a factor of two, transforming into an axe handle. Then, the axe handle was inserted into the groove of the shield, and the shield quickly spun into a sharp axe blade.

Zhong Yue reacted swiftly, his expression unchanged, shielding Cai Nianxiong behind him, and gave the order: "Form the array and protect the Dharma!"

The thirteen Vision followers immediately took up their ritual implements and formed a circular formation to protect Zhong Yue and Cai Nianxiong.

Jin Wei looked down at them, forming a hand seal with one hand, pointing at the Vision Cultists, and said, word by word: "Flying Sword Technique!"

The Sword of Truth instantly flew out of his hand, traversing space and quickly enveloping Zhong Yue and his group in endless sword light. Tens of thousands of sword lights frantically attacked Zhong Yue and his group, but Zhong Yue and his group relied on their superior numbers to form an array and withstand the attack head-on.

It would be difficult for Jin Wei alone to break through the defensive shield formed by the combined efforts of thirteen Devouring Fiend Realm cultivators in a short period of time.

But it didn't matter, Ning Cha's attack followed closely, transforming into a streak of green and yellow sword light that instantly pierced through the defensive shield.

The protective shield suddenly developed cracks, as if it could not withstand the pressure and was about to burst and disintegrate at any moment.

Ning Cha held a three-foot sword in one hand, her yellow robes dancing in the wind. Her eyes were calm and unwavering. She did not make another move, but instead stood to the side and looked at the Vision Cult. She slowly said, "Once the sword is drawn, nothing can withstand it. Of the three thousand great paths, only my sword path is supreme."

In Ning Cha's eyes, whether it's a defensive shield, an armored shield, or anything else in the world, there are always cracks.

Her training in armor-piercing swordsmanship involves breaking through enemy lines along the cracks.

In her eyes, the defenses of cultivators of the same level were full of flaws and meaningless.

As soon as he finished speaking, the defensive shield suddenly exploded with a loud "boom!"

The protective spell cast by the thirteen Vision Cultists was forcibly broken by external force, causing a backlash of magical energy against their life palaces. Their physical bodies were thrown about wildly by the chaotic magical energy, resulting in varying degrees of internal injuries. Unable to control themselves, they coughed up blood and took a step back in unison, roaring, "Again!"

Despite their injuries, they channeled their magic power once more and joined forces to form an array.

However, the two brothers, the Cleaver and the Shield Axe, descended from the sky wielding their shield axes.

Their bodies crackled with dark blue lightning, their shields spun and crackled with energy, and wielding axes, they roared and swung down in unison: "Break the formation!"

The newly formed defensive shield was shattered instantly before it could stabilize.

The thirteen Vision followers were struck as if by lightning, and were all sent flying hundreds of feet away, rolling in the muddy swamp, looking utterly disheveled. They quickly got up and scattered, with four of them attacking Jin Wei, Ning Cha, Zhan Fu, and Zhan Qi respectively, while the remaining nine attacked Zhou Qingfeng, intending to stop his advance. Although they were all unknown, they were like cockroaches that could not be killed.

A cultivator at the Devouring Fiend Realm is a cultivator at the Devouring Fiend Realm. They each have three lives, making them tough, resilient, and powerful in combat. While it may not be difficult for a cultivator of the same level to injure them, killing them completely is very troublesome unless one has studied techniques and supernatural abilities specifically targeting the Life Palace or Life Soul, in which case a single strike can be fatal.

Zhong Yue tried to grab Cai Nianxiong's shoulder, leap back, and get away from the battlefield vortex.

"Stop!" Zhou Qingfeng walked slowly forward with his hands behind his back. His extremely calm voice sounded like a demonic whisper to those present.

A powerful and inviolable supreme will dominated everyone present.

Everyone was forced to stop; their bodies were completely out of their control, and they couldn't even muster a trace of magic power.

The Art of Deceiving the Truth: An Ancient Secret Technique of Power.

The only one in the world.

Once this technique is used, words become law, and it controls all living beings!

At the same level or below, no matter how powerful or heaven-defying your magic or how formidable your supernatural abilities are, you will be absolutely dominated.

Everyone present was frozen in place, their pupils dilated in shock and they were filled with terror: "What's going on?"

"What kind of magic is this? It's so powerful."

"His words become law, the art of rules? He is a fourth-realm cultivator who wields the power of rules!"

"No, this isn't a technique based on rules; I haven't sensed any power of rules!"

Zhong Yue's expression remained unchanged, but his heart was filled with utter horror. His eyes were fixed on Zhou Qingfeng as he slowly approached, and he was powerless to do anything but wait for his death. The sense of powerlessness and despair caused him to hallucinate, as if he were seeing an invincible god!

Zhou Qingfeng walked up to Cai Nianxiong and casually pushed Zhong Yue aside, as if he were a piece of trash.

Zhong Yue remained frozen in place on the ground, his eyes still blinking in terror, and he quickly begged for mercy: "Mr. Jiang, let's talk this out. We were blind to your greatness. Please, Mr. Jiang, have mercy on us and let us go."

"I, I, I...you, you, you..." Cai Nianxiong's eyes widened, he was so shocked that he couldn't even finish his sentence.

Zhou Qingfeng stood with his hands behind his back and smiled faintly: "You silly boy, you don't even realize you're in the thick of it. Come on, come home with me."

"Ouch, ouch, ouch~~~ My foot... What kind of sorcery are you using?" Cai Nianxiong looked terrified and involuntarily followed Zhou Qingfeng.

Zhou Qingfeng didn't answer, but looked at Jin Wei and his group and casually waved his hand: "Disperse."

Ning Cha, Jin Wei, Zhan Qi, and Zhan Fu were then released.

The four quickly gathered around Zhou Qingfeng, exchanged glances, and remained silent. Apart from being utterly terrifying, they really didn't know what to say. As cultivators of the same level, the techniques and supernatural abilities they cultivated affected their final combat power, meaning that there was a huge gap even among those of the same level.

It is obvious that Zhou Qingfeng's combat power is truly an invincible existence that has reached the absolute ceiling in the Food Fiend Realm.

Unless a cultivator at the fourth realm makes a move, probably no one can rival Zhou Qingfeng even with a single word.

"Take your own life." Zhou Qingfeng left these words without turning his head, then turned back the way he came with his hands behind his back.

His words were like the will of Heaven, like the imperial edict, inviolable and irresistible.

The fourteen Vision followers, including Zhong Yue, stood up in a row, holding their weapons and aiming them at their life palaces. With just a light stab, their life palaces would shatter on the spot, and all fourteen of them would die instantly.

Cai Nianxiong could move his hands and head, but his feet kept following Zhou Qingfeng, which led to a very comical scene. He desperately turned around to look back, but his feet kept moving, quickly following Zhou Qingfeng's steps.

"No, no, no... I was wrong, I was wrong, Mr. Jiang, I'll go back with you, I'll go back with you, please don't kill them."

"Please, don't kill Uncle Zhong. Uncle Zhong has been really good to me. He has no ill intentions towards me."

"Please, please..." Cai Nianxiong was so anxious that tears were about to fall. He could no longer care about his spoiled rich kid attitude and desperately begged Zhou Qingfeng to let go of his fellow church member and mentor.

In his eyes, what wrong had these fellow believers done? Was it a sin to help him find his mother? Did they deserve to die?