Xiao Feng looked up at Su Mo and muttered to himself, "It's over, everything is over..."
Su Mo said coldly, "Xiao Feng, you're too naive. The entire Ming Cult deserves to die! Their essence will become my nourishment!"
Before she finished speaking, Su Mo transformed into a black shadow and rushed out of the main hall.
Xiao Feng struggled to his feet and staggered after him.
The scene outside the main hall terrified Xiao Feng.
Corpses lay strewn across the field, and blood flowed like a river.
The disciples he once knew were now withered corpses, lying haphazardly on the ground.
The air was thick with the stench of blood, stimulating every nerve in Xiao Feng's body.
Su Mo was like a hungry wolf, slaughtering indiscriminately among the crowd.
Wherever he went, living people instantly turned into mummies.
Those Ming Cult disciples dared not fight back against their leader and could only let out desperate cries.
"Stop!" Xiao Feng roared and charged at Su Mo, but was thrown back by a powerful force.
He fell heavily to the ground and spat out a mouthful of blood.
Su Mo glanced back at Xiao Feng, a cruel smile playing on her lips: "Xiao Feng, enjoy this feast! After I've drained these ants dry, it'll be your turn!"
Xiao Feng struggled to stand up, but found that all the strength in his body seemed to have been drained away.
He could only watch helplessly as Su Mo wreaked havoc in the crowd, taking the lives of Ming Cult disciples one by one.
Blood stained the earth red, and cries of agony rose and fell.
Xiao Feng closed his eyes, tears streaming down his face uncontrollably.
If the demonic energy within Su Mo's body had been completely purified back then, perhaps this tragedy would not have occurred.
Xiao Feng opened his eyes, and the scene before him sent chills down his spine.
Scattered on the ground were shriveled corpses, their skin clinging to their bones, as if all life essence had been drained from them.
He struggled to lift his head and saw Su Mo standing in the middle of the pile of corpses, her eyes bloodshot and her face contorted.
That once kind and gentle face was now filled with ferocity and madness.
Xiao Feng suppressed his nausea and dizziness, quickly circulating his immortal power. A golden light shield instantly enveloped Su Mo.
"Xiao Feng! What do you mean by this?" Su Mo shouted sharply, "Do you know what you're doing?"
Xiao Feng stared at Su Mo, his heart aching as if being torn apart.
He slowly spoke, "Master, do you really not know what you've done?"
Su Mo sneered, a sly glint in her eyes: "I am the leader of the Ming Cult, I can do whatever I want. The life and death of these ants are none of your business!"
Upon hearing these words, Xiao Feng's last glimmer of hope was shattered.
He gritted his teeth and said, "You are definitely not the Su Sect Leader I know. How could the Su Sect Leader, who is compassionate, do such a cruel thing?"
As he spoke, Xiao Feng suddenly injected a stream of pure immortal power into Su Mo's body.
Su Mo immediately let out a shrill scream, and her body began to convulse violently.
Black energy surged within him, colliding fiercely with Xiao Feng's immortal power, producing a hissing sound.
Just then, a delicate voice suddenly rang out: "Stop! Xiao Feng, what are you doing?"
Xiao Feng turned around and saw Su Xueqing rushing over, her pretty face full of anxiety.
She rushed to Su Mo's side, stood in front of him, and glared at Xiao Feng: "How could you hurt my father? I thought you were an upright person!"
Xiao Feng looked at Su Xueqing, a bitter feeling rising in his heart.
"Xueqing, calm down and listen to me," Xiao Feng said in a deep voice. "Your father has been controlled by demonic power. He killed those Ming Cult disciples just now."
Su Xueqing was stunned upon hearing this, looking at Xiao Feng in disbelief: "What nonsense are you talking about? How could my father do such a thing?"
Xiao Feng smiled bitterly, "I don't want to believe it either, but the facts are right in front of me. Look around carefully, and look at your father now. Is your father really still the compassionate leader he used to be?"
Su Xueqing hesitated. She slowly turned around, her gaze shifting back and forth between the corpses scattered on the ground and her father's ferocious face.
Confusion and fear began to appear in her eyes.
Just then, Su Mo suddenly let out a shrill scream, her whole body trembling uncontrollably.
Xiao Feng and Su Xueqing looked at him at the same time. A glimmer of clarity flashed in Su Mo's eyes, but it was then swallowed up by the thick black mist.
Su Mo suddenly stopped struggling, the ferocity on her face disappeared, and in its place was a wronged expression.
He said in a trembling voice, "Xiao Feng, why are you doing this to me? I treated you as my personal disciple!"
Xiao Feng was taken aback, not expecting Su Mo to suddenly change her expression.
In the instant he hesitated, Su Mo suddenly pointed to the corpses on the ground, her voice trembling with tears: "You killed all of these people! Why are you framing me?"
Upon hearing this, Su Xueqing looked at Xiao Feng in shock: "Xiao Feng, is this true?"
Xiao Feng hurriedly explained, "No, I didn't kill anyone! It was all done by Sect Leader Su!"
Su Mo sneered, a sly glint in her eyes: "I didn't kill Bo Ren, yet Bo Ren died because of me. Xiao Feng, you really know how to play word games."
As soon as these words were spoken, the surrounding disciples began to discuss among themselves.
Some people began to doubt Xiao Feng's motives, while others were skeptical of Su Mo's words.
Just then, more Ming Cult disciples arrived after hearing the news.
Upon seeing this, Su Mo immediately adopted a grief-stricken expression and tearfully accused, "Disciples, listen up! Xiao Feng colluded with foreign enemies, intending to overthrow our Ming Cult! These innocent disciples all died at his hands! We must capture him to uphold the cult's rules!"
Su Mo's words were like a fire, instantly igniting everyone's anger.
Many disciples were already itching to capture Xiao Feng.
Seeing the situation deteriorate rapidly, Xiao Feng was extremely anxious.
At this critical moment, a calm voice suddenly rang out: "Wait!"
Everyone looked in the direction of the sound and saw Vice Leader Wu Hai walking out from the crowd.
His expression was solemn, and his eyes were fixed on Su Mo with piercing gaze: "Master, forgive my bluntness, but the demonic aura on your body can no longer be concealed."
Upon hearing this, Su Mo's face immediately turned ashen.
He forced himself to remain calm and shouted sternly, "Wu Hai! What do you mean by this?"
Wu Hai remained unmoved and continued, "I have been secretly observing your words and actions. Your behavior is abnormal, and your words are erratic. Where is even a trace of the demeanor of the former leader?"
He turned to his disciples and said in a deep voice, "Everyone, the person in front of us is no longer the Master Su we know!"
These words caused an uproar in the audience.
The disciples looked at each other, unsure of what to do.
Xiao Feng was secretly delighted upon seeing this.
He knew that Wu Hai's words had undoubtedly given him a glimmer of hope.
He seized the opportunity to add, "That's right! Leader Su has been controlled by demonic power; we must find a way to save him!"
Seeing that the situation was hopeless, a hint of madness flashed in Su Mo's eyes.
He grinned maliciously, the black markings on his body becoming even more pronounced: "Since that's the case, then don't blame me for being impolite!"
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