The old man with a goatee acted with utmost decisiveness, his face twisted with fierceness. Almost as soon as he saw Jiang Shi, he moved forward like lightning. A hostile visitor never comes with good intentions, and thus there was no need to say more at this moment.

Striking first is always most crucial.

However, in the face of his rapid assault, a trace of mockery appeared in Jiang Shi’s eyes. He sat in the chair, almost motionless, allowing the old man with the goatee to fiercely strike toward his face and chest.

Clang! Clang!

The result was that the opponent’s ten fingers struck down violently, yet it felt as if they had hit Vajra-like steel and stone, emitting a deafening metallic sound.

The face of the goateed old man changed drastically.

In just an instant, he clearly realized the terrifying discrepancy between him and the opponent.

Without a second thought, he desperately retreated, utilizing some kind of secret technique, spinning in place and instantly transforming into a blur of black shadow, rapidly shrinking and darting into the shadows on one side of the room.

Jiang Shi’s eyes flickered, his Insight Talent clearly capturing the silhouette of the old man, and he said, "Your secret technique is somewhat interesting, is it a secret of the Seven Eastern Sea Races?"

He gently extended his palm forward, his five fingers grasping virtually, and suddenly pulled.

An extremely violent force of attraction erupted instantly from his palm. Almost as soon as the old man’s body had shrunk and entered the darkness, he felt his soul shuddering madly, being pulled, as if facing an existential catastrophe.

"No!"

He screamed in shock, his just-vanished body being promptly pulled out by Jiang Shi, and his five fingers locked firmly onto the crown of his skull.

The goateed old man was terrified beyond measure; at this moment, he felt his soul was in turmoil, and every scene in his mind seemed to surface uncontrollably.

Jiang Shi wore a slightly eerie smile, his eyes glimmering as he pushed the Soul Devouring Talent to its peak, watching this person’s memories play out scene by scene.

"I didn’t expect the Seven Eastern Sea Races to have so many spies hidden in the city. Thanks to your action tonight, otherwise, I really wouldn’t have known there were this many people from the Seven Eastern Sea Races. As a sign of gratitude, I’ll send you on your way first!"

Squish!

Ah!

The goateed old man let out another shrill scream, his entire body rapidly deflating, skin clinging to bones, and in the blink of an eye, his entire soul was completely devoured by Jiang Shi.

He casually discarded the man’s body and cast a calm gaze toward Elder Wang Rui, who was struggling desperately on the bed.

At this moment, Elder Wang Rui appeared dazed, his body weak. He kept trying to get up but collapsed repeatedly.

"Who... who are you?"

His voice was weak, questioning Jiang Shi.

"Using oneself as bait to lure out the mastermind, how naive... utterly foolish!"

Jiang Shi’s tone was indifferent, suddenly striking with a palm.

His power was pure and robust, landing steadily in the air upon Elder Wang Rui, spreading throughout his limbs and body with a bang, expelling all the poison from his system.

A bizarre scent similar to musk emanated from his countless pores...

Elder Wang Rui’s face was deathly pale, panting heavily, finally emerging from that previously blurry and dim sensation, drenched in cold sweat, with beads of sweat soaking his clothes.

"Who exactly are you?"

He quickly got up, looking at Jiang Shi with astonishment.

His gaze soon fell upon a black token in Jiang Shi’s hand.

The token appeared neither gold nor jade.

At the top were engraved two large characters: Celestial Demon.

Below were engraved two characters: Black Lotus.

"Are you the new Saint Son of the Celestial Demon Holy Sect?"

Elder Wang Rui was shocked, immediately offering a respectful bow, saying, "Subordinate Wang Rui, greets the Saint Son!"

Although he was not part of the Celestial Demon Holy Sect, anyone affiliated with the Demon Path Alliance had to pay respect upon seeing the Saint Son of the Celestial Demon Holy Sect.

Not just him, even if his Sect Leader were present, it would be the same.

"Have your subordinates gather immediately, I need to clear out a few people."

Jiang Shi spoke coldly.

Wang Rui was shocked, "Are there other infiltrators among my subordinates?"

"What do you think?"

Jiang Shi glanced at her coldly.

Wang Rui felt a chill in her heart, "Yes, Saint Son!"

She hurriedly left to gather her subordinates.

Never had she expected the infiltration of the Seven Eastern Sea Races to be so deep, with seemingly more than just one or two spies among her subordinates.

If it weren’t for the mysterious Black Lotus Saint Child’s intervention today, her fate would have been unimaginable!

Wang Rui acted decisively and swiftly. As soon as she went out, she immediately ordered all her subordinates to quickly assemble. As orders were dispatched, the servants in the courtyard swiftly moved out, notifying various places in the city.

In just about half an hour.

The spacious courtyard was lit up with torches held high.

Over a hundred people had gathered, with different identities and varying strengths.

They whispered amongst themselves, clearly puzzled, wondering why the Elder suddenly called them out in the middle of the night.

"Saint Son, everyone is present."

With a respectful face, Elder Wang Rui stood outside the door, cupping hands toward the room.

"Hmm."

Jiang Shi stepped out from inside the room.

His tall figure, dressed in a black robe, with broad shoulders, and thick, dark hair crowning his head, stepped out with the presence of an iron tower.