455: Chapter 455 The Traitor Jumps to His Death

Sect Leader Lin Zhenyuan stood where he was, watching the old companion who had followed him for hundreds of years; the rise and fall of his chest gradually calmed down.

When anger reached its peak, it left no room for any other emotion.

"For these tens of thousands of years, the Hidden Moon Sect has indeed been like a rat." Sect Leader Lin Zhenyuan took a step forward, his gray robes billowing without wind, "But at least we are still human."

"To hell with being human!"

Sun Changming cursed loudly, pulled a yellow Talisman from his bosom, and slammed it hard against his chest.

That was a trump card for saving his life bestowed upon him by the Fire God Temple, containing the sealed Power Of Will of a true third-grade deity.

Boom!

Crimson firelight erupted from Sun Changming's body, transforming into a thick golden shield that enveloped him completely.

This pressure from the Power Of Will was extremely tyrannical; the surrounding sect members were forced to retreat repeatedly, unable to even open their eyes.

Feeling the surging power within his body, Sun Changming laughed wildly.

"Do you see this! This is the power of a deity! As long as I report your whereabouts, this power will belong to me forever!"

He turned his head toward the altar and locked his gaze on Saintess Lin Qinghan.

As long as he captured the Saintess as a hostage, no one here could keep him today.

Sun Changming exerted force with his legs, and his entire body transformed into a golden stream of light, rushing straight toward Saintess Lin Qinghan.

Saintess Lin Qinghan was shocked and wanted to draw her sword, but the pressure of the third-grade deity pinned her down, making her unable to move at all.

Just as Sun Changming's fingers were about to touch Saintess Lin Qinghan's shoulder.

A hand intervened.

Sect Leader Lin Zhenyuan had appeared in front of Saintess Lin Qinghan, his fingers spread wide, firmly gripping Sun Changming's wrist.

Sun Changming was stunned for a moment, then his face filled with disdain.

"Sect Leader Lin Zhenyuan, so what if your injuries are healed? This is a true third-grade Power Of Will shield; your pathetic Spiritual Qi isn't even enough to scratch an itch for me!"

Sect Leader Lin Zhenyuan ignored him.

The Spiritual Qi within his body, which had just been forcibly filled and purified by Gu Changsheng using Withered Meets Spring, erupted along his Meridians.

This was not at all the inferior Spiritual Qi that the Hidden Moon Sect had previously obtained by absorbing fragmented moon stones.

This was the purest Origin of the Cultivation World in the Nine Provinces.

Light gathered in Sect Leader Lin Zhenyuan's palm.

He tightened his fingers sharply.

Crack.

The golden Power Of Will shield Sun Changming was so proud of, the moment it touched this cyan-green light, cracked into dense fissures as if it were made of paper.

"What?!" The wild laughter on Sun Changming's face froze, replaced by extreme terror.

How is this possible!

The lords of the Fire God Temple had clearly guaranteed that this shield was enough to withstand the attack of any cultivator!

"You know nothing about Cultivation." Sect Leader Lin Zhenyuan flipped his wrist, directly swinging Sun Changming up.

Bang!

Sun Changming was smashed heavily onto the hard white jade bricks.

The stone slabs on the ground shattered inch by inch.

That layer of golden Power Of Will shield completely collapsed, dissipating into specks of light filling the sky.

Sect Leader Lin Zhenyuan did not stop; he raised his right foot and, with the force of a thousand jun, stomped fiercely onto Sun Changming's chest.

Crack!

The sound of shattering chest bones made one's scalp tingle.

Sun Changming suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, mixed with fragments of his internal organs.

He stared fixedly, his hands gripping Sect Leader Lin Zhenyuan's ankle tightly, making a gurgling sound in his throat, as if he still wanted to say something.

Sect Leader Lin Zhenyuan exerted force with his foot again, and his Spiritual Qi directly pierced through Sun Changming's heart meridian.

Sun Changming's hands dropped powerlessly, and he completely stopped moving.

The open space was deathly silent.

All the sect members were dumbfounded.

That was Elder Sun, who bore the shield of a third-grade deity; was he just killed in one move by the Sect Leader?

To what extent has the Sect Leader's strength reached now?

Sect Leader Lin Zhenyuan withdrew his foot, not even glancing at the corpse on the ground.

He turned around, his gaze sweeping over everyone present.

"Throw this traitor's corpse out of the valley and feed it to the wild dogs in the mountains."

Several sect members hurried over, dragging Sun Changming's corpse away.

After dealing with the traitor, Sect Leader Lin Zhenyuan took a deep breath.

He walked up to Gu Changsheng, lifted the hem of his gray robe, and knelt on one knee.

"Sect Leader Lin Zhenyuan, the thirty-seventh Sect Leader of the Hidden Moon Sect, kowtows in gratitude for Senior's great kindness!"

Sect Leader Lin Zhenyuan's voice echoed in the valley.

With him kneeling, the surrounding sect members also reacted.

Without this mysterious young man, the Sect Leader would have died long ago, and the Hidden Moon Sect would have been completely destroyed today at the hands of the traitor Sun Changming.

Whoosh.

Hundreds of surviving Hidden Moon Sect members knelt on one knee in unison.

"We kowtow in gratitude for Senior's great kindness!"

The voices of hundreds of people converged, shaking the thick fog above the valley until it dissipated somewhat.

Saintess Lin Qinghan knelt at the very front, looking at Gu Changsheng with a face full of fanaticism.

This is a true expert.

Flipping his hand to summon clouds, turning his hand to bring rain.

Even the Sect Leader is respectful before him; the revival of the Hidden Moon Sect is in sight!

Gu Changsheng sat on a rock, looking at the people kneeling on the ground with an indifferent expression.

"Alright, stop with all this pretentious nonsense." Gu Changsheng waved his hand, "Everyone get up."

Sect Leader Lin Zhenyuan stood up, but his waist remained bent.

"Senior, your methods are heaven-defying, and you have the grace of rebirth toward our Hidden Moon Sect." Sect Leader Lin Zhenyuan dared to propose, "Now that our sect is without a leader and our future is uncertain, if Senior does not mind, I am willing to offer the position of Sect Leader, and the entire sect swears to serve Senior to the death!"

Once these words were spoken, Saintess Lin Qinghan and several Elders not only did not object but instead looked expectant.

Following such a great expert, who would still fear the Three Great God Lords?

Gu Changsheng was amused.

"You want me to be your Sect Leader?" Gu Changsheng patted his hem and stood up, "Do I look that idle to you?"

Sect Leader Lin Zhenyuan's expression stiffened, and cold sweat streamed down his forehead.

"Senior, please calm your anger; it was this Junior's rashness..."

"I came here just to get something that belongs to an old friend." Gu Changsheng interrupted him, his gaze crossing over the crowd to look toward the deepest part of the valley.

There, there was a huge stone door, mostly buried in the mountain, covered with intricate Shaoyin Law Formation patterns.

"I have no interest in cleaning up the mess left behind by that old brat Lin Xiren." Gu Changsheng walked forward, "I'll leave once I've taken the item; whether your Hidden Moon Sect lives or dies is up to you."

Upon hearing the name Lin Xiren, Sect Leader Lin Zhenyuan's eyes widened sharply.

The true name of the Moon Lord was only passed down by word of mouth among the Sect Leaders of the Hidden Moon Sect; outsiders could not possibly know it.

This Senior not only called the Moon Lord by his true name, but also called him an "old brat"?

Just how many years has this old monster lived!

Sect Leader Lin Zhenyuan dared not say another word and hurriedly followed behind Gu Changsheng, jogging all the way to the stone door.

The Formation patterns on the stone door were extremely complex, exuding a sense of vicissitudes that hadn't changed in ten thousand years.

"Senior, this is the core Restriction of Moon Burial Valley." Sect Leader Lin Zhenyuan introduced cautiously, "According to the ancestral teachings, only when a Sect Leader Cultivates the 'Clear Moon Art' to Major Achievement and infuses it with the purest Spiritual Qi can this door be opened."

Gu Changsheng glanced at the stone door.

This Restriction indeed had some merit; although Lin Xiren only had a wisp of his true spirit left back then, the Formation he set up was more than enough to guard against the Laws of the Divine Dao.

It wasn't that it couldn't be broken by force, but it would easily cause a violent backlash from the Heavenly Dao of the Mingliu Realm.

Wasn't there a ready-made tool person to open the door right here?

"Your Spiritual Qi is sufficient now; go open the door." Gu Changsheng tilted his chin.

Sect Leader Lin Zhenyuan nodded in agreement.

He walked to the stone door and placed his hands on the two core nodes of the Formation patterns.

He poured his homologous Shaoyin Spiritual Qi into it without reservation.

The gray-white Formation patterns on the stone door lit up one by one, emitting a low rumbling sound.

The entire valley began to shake.

Rubble from the mountaintop fell down with a rustling sound.

As the Formation patterns were activated, a massive fluctuation of cultivation Spiritual Qi spread in all directions with Moon Burial Valley as the center.

This fluctuation could not be concealed at all; it broke through the thick fog of the valley and soared straight into the sky.

Gu Changsheng stood to the side, looking up at the clouds being stirred by the Spiritual Qi in the sky.

This commotion is too big.

That bunch of people under Zhurong have probably already sensed it.

Sure enough.

In less than half an incense stick of time.

High above the distant firmament, a blinding crimson firelight suddenly lit up.

The firelight spread extremely fast, almost covering half the sky, carrying the terrifying pressure of burning the heavens and boiling the seas, as it approached the direction of Moon Burial Valley at high speed.