My little sect, which disappeared a thousand years ago, has become a sacred site!

Yes, Gu Changyuan was relieved to find, through the system and secret methods, that among all the elders, there were no traitors or corrupt officials who had betrayed the sect and abused their power, so there was no need to purge them.

But he unexpectedly discovered that there were three direct disciples under a supreme elder.

In the human realm, they imprisoned and kept an entire small town of innocent cultivators, treating them as food for cultivation and wantonly harming them.

Afterwards, they pinned all the blame on the heretical practitioners, framing others and covering up the truth.

As Gu Changyuan finished speaking, the atmosphere in the entire hall became even more solemn.

No, not just a few points, but ten times, a hundred times!

Below the platform, Mo Yingluo and Mo Yingyue's faces instantly turned so gloomy they could drip water.

Their eyes were brimming with anger, and they were so angry that they almost wanted to kill them. If their master hadn't been on the stage and had to deal with the situation personally, they would have been furious.

They had already acted instantly, tearing these three ignorant disciples apart in front of everyone.

They don't care about the scene or the impact.

Anyone who dares to violate the ironclad rules set by the Master deserves to die.

Damn it all, completely and utterly!

Inside the main hall, all the elders were deeply shocked.

The most surprised and furious of them all was naturally Shao Mu, the master of these three demons.

He was a member of the Asura clan among the ghosts, with a burly physique and a pair of curved black horns, with dark red blood patterns wrapped around them, marks of his many years of cultivating the blood path.

At this moment, he stood in the line of Supreme Elders, his eyes wide open, staring intently at the three good-for-nothings kneeling in the center of the hall. His teeth were clenched, and his chest heaved violently, clearly showing that he was furious to the extreme.

That was his personally taught disciple!

He personally taught and trained his disciple!

He thought they were promising, that they were talented, and that they could carry on his legacy—

And the result?!

These three bastards actually imprisoned an entire city of innocent cultivators in the human realm behind his back, treating them as food for him.

This matter is far more serious than casually killing an innocent cultivator from a sect.

Damn it!

Damn it!!!

He wished he could rush up right now and kill those three wicked disciples with his own hands.

but--

He dared not move.

Because he had caught the expressions of the First Ancestor and the Second Ancestor below the high platform.

Shao Mu had no doubt that if he dared to make a sound or take any action now—

The First Ancestor and the Second Ancestor would not hesitate to tear him apart.

Regardless of whether he is innocent or unaware of the situation.

The entire hall fell into a suffocating silence.

Only the three kneeling figures were trembling violently.

Their teeth chattered, their ashen faces were now ashen, their foreheads pressed against the ground, cold sweat soaking the floor tiles.

No one dared to speak.

All the elders held their breath, stood with their heads bowed, and even breathed very softly.

They are waiting.

Waiting for instructions from the black-clad figure on the high platform.

A few breaths felt as long as several hours.

finally--

Gu Changyuan raised his right hand again.

The slender finger paused slightly in the air, then gently pointed at the ghost disciple kneeling in the middle.

The ghost disciple slowly floated up, and a scream suddenly rang out.

"ah--!!!"

The ghost disciple suddenly tilted his head back, his eyes wide open, almost bleeding from his eye sockets.

His mouth opened to its widest extent, emitting a shrill, inhuman roar, as he convulsed, twisted, and struggled violently.

But he couldn't break free.

He could only feel countless tiny, invisible worms frantically gnawing at his body.

Screams echoed through the hall, but no one dared to move, no one dared to speak, and no one dared to show any extra expression.

The other two disciples, who were kneeling on the ground, were now trembling like leaves.

They kept their heads down, afraid to look or listen, but the screams were like sharp knives, cutting into their hearts one by one.

They could even clearly sense that their senior brother's aura was rapidly weakening.

Revolt?

What can they use to resist?

Any one of the elders present could have annihilated them with a single glance.

The ten demon ancestors standing below the high platform could kill them without them even knowing how they died, with just a thought.

Not to mention the unfathomable being sitting on the high platform, in the position of sect leader.

They could only kneel.

Listen while kneeling.

Kneel and wait.

When did that scream fall on my head?

The screams lasted for several minutes.

Gu Changyuan gently waved his right hand.

The screams abruptly stopped.

The disciple's body froze at the last moment, instantly turning into nothingness.

He casually extracted the three energies from his body and sent them into his master Shao Mu's Three Energy Returning Gourd.

At the same time, there were a few things left behind after the disciple disappeared—several spatial rings and a few scattered personal magical artifacts.

With a sweep of his divine sense, Gu Changyuan instantly penetrated the restrictions of the spatial ring and discovered its contents.

The coordinates of Blackrock City are clearly visible.

A faint hint of coldness flashed across Gu Changyuan's eyes.

But he didn't say anything more.

With a mere thought, he caused the floating objects to drift slowly toward Shao Mu.

Then, he spoke slowly, his voice calm yet carrying an undeniable authority:

"As their master, go to Blackstone City in the human realm and handle this matter properly."

Elder Li Xue's body trembled, and he immediately bowed, accepting the floating relics with both hands. His voice was deep and firm:

"yes!"

He turned around and was about to leave.

"Wait a minute."

Gu Changyuan's voice rang out again.

Elder Li Xue paused, turned around respectfully, and awaited instructions.

Gu Changyuan's gaze fell on the two disciples who were still kneeling on the ground, trembling like leaves.

"Take them with you."

"Take care of it yourself."

Elder Shao Mu gave the two unfilial disciples a deep look. In his eyes, there was anger, disappointment, heartache, and a complex, indescribable feeling.

But he did not hesitate, did not plead, and did not say a word more.

He simply stepped forward, waved his hand, and a beam of blood-red light enveloped the two disciples.

Then, carrying them, he transformed into a streak of light, rushing straight out of the main hall, out of the main coffin, out of the Heavenly Demon Sect, and sped towards the human realm.