Yes, through the system and secret techniques of investigation just now, Gu Changyuan was glad to find that among all the elders, there were no traitors or those who bent the law for personal gain. There was no need for a purge.
However, he unexpectedly discovered three personal disciples under the tutelage of a Supreme Elder.
In the Human Realm, they had imprisoned and kept the innocent cultivators of an entire small city in captivity, treating them as blood food for their cultivation and ruthlessly slaughtering them.
Afterwards, they pinned all the blame on evil cultivators, framing others to cover their tracks.
As Gu Changyuan's voice fell, the atmosphere in the entire grand hall became several degrees heavier.
No, not just several degrees, but ten times, a hundred times heavier!
Below the high platform, Mo Yingluo and Mo Yingyue's faces instantly darkened so much that water could practically drip from them.
The fury in their eyes was practically overflowing. If it weren't for the fact that their master was still on the platform and they had to wait for him to handle it personally...
They would have instantly made a move and torn these three reckless disciples apart in public.
They didn't care about the occasion, nor did they care about the impact.
Anyone who dared to violate the ironclad laws set by their master deserved death.
Deserved to die thoroughly and cleanly!
Meanwhile, in the grand hall, all the elders were also incomparably shocked in their hearts.
Among them, the most surprised and furious was naturally the master of these three demons—Shao Mu.
He belonged to the Asura tribe among the Ghost Race. He had a burly figure and a pair of curved, sharp black horns. Dark red blood patterns coiled around the horns, the marks of his many years cultivating the Blood Dao.
At this moment, standing in the ranks of the Supreme Elders, his eyes were wide and round, glaring fixedly at those three useless things kneeling in the center of the hall. His jaw was clenched tight, and his chest heaved violently; he was clearly enraged to the extreme.
Those were his personal disciples!
The disciples he had personally taught and nurtured!
He thought they were promising, thought they had good talent, thought they could inherit his mantle—
And the result?!
These three bastards actually went behind his back to imprison an entire city of innocent cultivators in the Human Realm, keeping them as blood food.
This matter was far more severe than casually killing an innocent cultivator of a sect.
Bastards!
Bastards!!!
He wished he could rush up right now and personally slaughter these three wicked disciples.
But—
He didn't dare to move.
Because he caught the current expressions of the First Ancestor and Second Ancestor below the high platform.
Shao Mu had no doubt that if he dared to make a single sound or make any move right now—
The First Ancestor and Second Ancestor would not hesitate to tear him apart alive along with them.
They wouldn't care if he was innocent, nor would they care if he was unaware of the situation.
The entire grand hall fell into a suffocating, deathly silence.
Only those three figures kneeling on the ground were trembling violently.
Their teeth chattered. Their livid faces were now as pale as paper. With their foreheads pressed against the ground, cold sweat soaked the floor tiles.
No one dared to make a sound.
All the elders held their breath and stood with their heads bowed, minimizing even their breathing.
They were waiting.
Waiting for the instructions from that black-clad figure on the high platform.
The span of a few breaths felt as long as several hours.
Finally—
Gu Changyuan's right hand raised once more.
His slender fingers paused slightly in the air, and then, he gently pointed at the ghost race disciple kneeling in the middle.
That ghost race disciple slowly floated up, and a miserable scream suddenly exploded.
"Ah—!!!"
The ghost race disciple abruptly threw his head back, his eyes wide open, almost seeping blood from the sockets.
His mouth opened to its maximum, letting out a shrill roar that didn't sound human, twitching, twisting, and struggling violently.
But he couldn't break free.
He could only feel that inside his body, countless tiny, invisible bugs were madly gnawing at him.
The screams echoed in the grand hall, but no one dared to move, no one dared to speak, and no one even dared to show any unnecessary expressions.
The other two disciples kneeling on the ground were now shaking like leaves.
They kept their heads down, not daring to look or listen, but the screams were like sharp knives, carving into their hearts cut by cut.
They could even clearly sense that the aura of their senior brother above was rapidly weakening.
Resist?
What could they use to resist?
Any random elder present only needed a single look to turn them into ash.
Those ten Demon Ancestors standing below the high platform only needed a single thought to make them die without even knowing how.
Let alone the unfathomable existence sitting upright in the Sect Master's seat on the high platform.
They could only kneel.
Kneel and listen.
Kneel and wait.
Waiting for when that scream would fall upon their own heads.
The screams lasted for a full several minutes.
Gu Changyuan gently waved his right hand.
The screams came to an abrupt halt.
The disciple's body suddenly stiffened at the last moment and instantly turned into nothingness.
His three qi were casually extracted by him and sent into his master Shao Mu's Three Qi Return to Origin Gourd.
At the same time, the few items left behind after the disciple dissipated—several spatial rings and a few scattered personal magical artifacts.
Gu Changyuan's divine sense swept over them, instantly piercing through the restrictions of the spatial rings and investigating their contents.
The coordinates of Blackstone City were clearly visible.
A very faint trace of coldness flashed through Gu Changyuan's eyes.
But he didn't say anything more.
He just willed it, letting those floating items slowly drift in front of Shao Mu.
Then, he slowly spoke, his voice calm but carrying unquestionable majesty:
"As their master, go to Blackstone City in the Human Realm and handle this matter properly."
Elder Lixue trembled, immediately bowing and receiving the floating relics with both hands, his voice deep and firm:
"Yes!"
He turned around and was about to set off.
"Hold on."
Gu Changyuan's voice rang out again.
Elder Lixue paused, respectfully turning back to wait for instructions.
Gu Changyuan's gaze fell upon the two disciples who were still kneeling on the ground, shaking like sieves.
"Take them with you."
"Dispose of them yourself."
Elder Shao Mu took a deep look at those two wicked disciples. In that gaze, there was anger, disappointment, heartache, and a trace of something complex and indescribable.
But he didn't hesitate, didn't plead for mercy, and didn't say a single extra word.
He merely took a step forward and waved his large hand, shrouding the two disciples in a ray of bloody light.
Then, taking them along, he transformed into a streak of light, rushing straight out of the grand hall, out of the main coffin, out of the Heavenly Demon Sect, speeding away in the direction of the Human Realm.
ts me of treason?" "Correct. The host must return to the capital and gradually build up influence." "Wait—I have half a million soldiers, and you want me to go back to the capital to 'build influence'?" "Host, you are currently the Northern Garrison General, loyal to the Great Xia Dynasty." "Of course I am loyal to Great Xia! Absolutely loyal!" "But you keep referring to yourself as 'We'..." "Never mind the details! Summon all the regional commanders and military officers! We suspect treacherous officials are manipulating the court! They shall march with Us to the capital and purge the corrupt!" "......"
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