203: The Immortal Emperor was so enraged that he was terrified!

Blood Without End was even worse off.

The Blood-Sea Demonic Technique he Cultivated was now running in reverse!

Blood vessels bulged all over his body, then burst with popping sounds. His vital blood gushed out uncontrollably, and the moment it left his body, it was evaporated by the black light!

The Blood God Child Jade Slip he had offered shattered with a "crack." The Secret Technique information recorded within transformed into blood-colored runes, which were forcibly stripped and erased from his memory by the black light!

"No! My cultivation base! My Secret Technique!"

Blood Without End looked insane, yet he couldn't move.

Nether Bone's skeletal body rattled, and his Soul fire flickered violently. Fine cracks appeared on certain key bones that made up his body.

The Undying Characteristic granted to him by the Ancestral Corpse of the Myriad Skeletons Sect was being stripped away.

The Sect Masters of the remaining four Sects were also suffering tailored punishments.

The Valley Master of the Seven Emotions had the Origin of the Seven Emotions forcibly extracted, causing his face to twist wildly between joy, anger, sorrow, and happiness, eventually becoming numb and hollow, like an emotionless Puppet.

The Life-Bound Poison Gu nurtured within the Sect Leader of the Five Poisons Gate were forced out one by one, crushed by the black light outside his body. The Power of Backlash caused his entire body to fester, and poisonous blood flowed freely.

The Manor Lord of the Earth Fiend had the Evil Qi around his body purified, and the Earth Fiend Demonic Body he Cultivated began to regress. His skin cracked, revealing the dull muscle and bone beneath.

The Taotie Phantom within the Alliance Leader of the Taotie, which represented the Origin of Greed, was forcibly ripped out by the black light and shredded. His desperate wails were useless.

Cold Moon's actions were not direct slaughter.

Yet it was more terrifying than death!

This was fundamentally stripping away the cultivation base, Legacy, and personal characteristics they were most proud of.

This,

was the Holy Venerable of the Demonic Path's most severe and precise punishment for disobedient subordinates!

Outside the entire Hehuan Sect mountain gate, there was dead silence.

The Elders and Disciples of the Seven Sects who had accompanied their Sect Masters were all trembling, not daring to even breathe heavily.

Listening to the continuous, agonizing screams of their own Sect Masters, the extreme, suppressed fear felt by the Elders and Disciples became almost tangible.

Watching the seven figures struggling and wailing within the black light, everyone's faces were pale and their bodies shook.

All previous schemes and hopes of luck were utterly crushed at this moment!

The might of the Holy Venerable is beyond doubt!

The decree of the Holy Venerable allows no compromises!

Beside Su Yang, Wen Yunyao subconsciously clutched his sleeve, her small face pale.

Lin Bingqing and An Ran also held their breath.

Even Crimson Phoenix narrowed her eyes slightly. This girl still likes to mess with things that make people uncomfortable.

However, she had to admit that for these people of the Demonic Path, Cold Moon's methods should be quite effective.

As the Sect Master of the Hehuan Sect, Bai Lingxi knew Cold Moon wouldn't target her, but she still felt waves of dread. The Holy Venerable's strength wasn't just immense; it seemed to inherently restrain everyone in the Demonic Path at the Origin level.

The punishment lasted for about the time it takes to drink a cup of tea.

Yet for Soul Extinguisher and the other six, it felt as if they had endured centuries or millennia of torture.

When the black light dissipated and the Eye of Darkness slowly closed and vanished, Soul Extinguisher and the six others collapsed onto the ground like mud, their auras extremely weak.

Soul Extinguisher's cultivation base dropped to the Soul Transformation Early Stage, his Divine Soul was damaged, and his connection with the ten thousand souls banner was almost severed.

Blood Without End lost two minor Realms. His vital blood was depleted, his skin shriveled, making him look decades older, and most of his Blood Sea Secret Technique was erased.

Nether Bone's skeletal body was covered in cracks, his Soul fire was faint, and his Undying Characteristic was almost entirely gone.

The remaining four individuals all suffered heavy injuries, with their Origin damaged.

Without a millennium of arduous Cultivation and rare Magic Treasures to compensate, recovery was impossible.

Cold Moon looked down at them coldly, her voice still calm.

"Now, do you understand this Venerable's decree?"

Soul Extinguisher struggled to get up, touching his head to the ground, his voice hoarse and trembling: "U-understood! Thank you, Holy Venerable... for sparing our lives!"

"We... understand!"

The remaining six people also quickly kowtowed. Fear completely drowned out all other emotions, and none dared to show the slightest disrespect again.

"This Venerable will give you one more chance."

Cold Moon's gaze swept over everyone present from the Seven Sects.

"What this Venerable wants is everything within your Sects—everything! All Treasures, resources, and Legacy items—those recorded in registers, hidden in Secret Vaults, buried in earth veins, or bound to Cultivation Techniques and Legacies!"

"Everything possessing spirituality, everything containing power, everything belonging to your Sects, is included!"

Cold Moon paused, a hint of arrogance looking down upon the world flashing in her eyes.

"This Venerable knows what you are worried about."

"Worried about handing over all your Magic Treasures, leading to the decline of your Sect, worried that the Treasures will be gone forever, resulting in a total loss."

"Utterly ridiculous!"

"Since this Venerable has returned, I am the strongest trump card of the Demonic Path! The greatest Foundation!"

"What are mere external Magical Artifacts compared to Foundation? This Venerable alone can hold up the heavens of the entire Demonic Path!"

"This Venerable may not even care for your scrap metal. But what this Venerable demands is your absolute attitude, the Demonic Path's determination to reorganize and strictly follow orders!"

"If anyone dares to feign compliance while secretly disobeying, or holds back private possessions—"

Cold Moon's voice suddenly sharpened, and killing intent soared: "This Venerable does not mind personally purging the existing order, using the blood and bones of your Seven Sects as a Foundation to reshape a new Demonic Path that completely obeys this Venerable!"

"At that time, you, and the Sect Legacies you cherish, will all turn into historical dust!"

"Now, tell this Venerable—"

"How will you choose?"

As her voice fell, the world went silent.

Only Cold Moon's icy gaze, like a Demonic Sword that severs Souls and slays gods, hung over the head of every Demonic Path Cultivator.

Soul Extinguisher was the first to react. He practically roared at the Elders of the Ten Thousand Souls Hall behind him: "Quick! Send messages back to the Sect! Open all Secret Vaults and Forbidden Grounds! Bring the ten thousand souls banner body, all Soul Crystal Treasure Troves, the relics of past Hall Masters... Everything! Everything belonging to the Sect must be taken out and sent to the Hehuan Sect at the fastest speed possible! Not a single thing must be missed!"

Blood Without End also scrambled up frantically: "The Blood Sea Sect too! Hurry! Bring the Blood Sea Core, the Asura Battle Armor, the Ancestral Blood Essence... everything! Even the shelves of the Treasure Trove! Hurry!"

"Myriad Skeletons Sect, heed the order!"

"Seven Emotions Valley, heed the order!"

"Five Poisons Gate..."

"Earth Fiend Manor..."

"Taotie Alliance..."

Messages filled with terror and determination were madly sent back to their respective Sects.

At this moment, no one dared to hold back anything!

The will of the Holy Venerable is destiny!

Those who defy her will suffer a fate worse than death!

Cold Moon watched the completely subjugated and busy members of the Seven Sects below, the coldness in her eyes receding slightly.

She slightly tilted her head and looked at Su Yang beside her: "Soon, what you asked for will appear before you."

Su Yang nodded. Looking at Cold Moon before him, he truly realized the might of Cold Moon, the Holy Venerable of the Demonic Path, for the first time!

As expected of one of the Female Emperors from the Upper Realm; a casual display of might was enough to make these Demonic Path individuals completely submissive.

More importantly, Cold Moon's personality is truly suitable for being the Holy Venerable of the Demonic Path.

If this job were given to someone else, they really couldn't do it well.

For example, Crimson Phoenix, given her personality, truly couldn't handle the job of Holy Venerable of the Demonic Path. Only someone with Cold Moon's temperament could create and rule the Demonic Path.

Su Yang looked at Cold Moon, deep in thought...