121: Mysterious organization

Soon, a figure left Spirit Gathering Peak and headed outside the Sect.

After Hua Bujue had left, Li Haotian dangled his legs, lying on the recliner while continuing to sip his wine, occasionally showing a look of disdain on his face.

As for the person who went out to handle matters, it was naturally the tool man, Lin Tianxuan.

Nightfall gradually descended. The Sect had not been destroyed; the damaged buildings had already been mostly repaired. The next step was to rebuild those mountain Peaks and then reconstruct the buildings that had once stood upon them.

The entire Heavenly Profound Sect remained brightly lit throughout the night, with a large number of Disciples constantly repairing their home.

For many of them, the Heavenly Profound Sect was their home.

When Li Haotian was preparing to return to his room after admiring the moon, he suddenly felt an icy, sinister Qi emerge from behind him.

"Who is it?"

When Li Haotian turned back to look, a man dressed in a black robe was already standing there, his whole body exuding a rotting aura.

"Who are you?"

Li Haotian's expression changed slightly. The Heavenly Profound Sect's Sect Protecting Grand Array had already been breached, and it would take a long time to repair it.

During this period, to prevent outsiders from entering, it was necessary to send Disciples to patrol around the Sect.

The person before him clearly did not have low Cultivation; it was even possible that he was above the Saint realm.

"Heh, a piece of trash doesn't need to know."

The man slowly extended his hand, and the hand hidden beneath the black robe was nothing but ghastly white bone.

Before Li Haotian could react, he only felt a sensation of the world spinning around him. Immediately after, when he regained his senses, he was already outside the Sect.

Looking at the starry sky above and the somewhat familiar mountain Peaks around him, Li Haotian immediately understood that he had been taken out. To be able to silently spirit away someone at the Peak of the Heaven Realm like himself, the opponent's strength should not be weaker than a Quasi-Emperor.

"Hmph, your head will be our declaration of war to the Heavenly Profound Sect!"

The man's cold voice came again. At this moment, half of his face had turned into white bone, looking particularly terrifying.

The next instant, an extremely powerful aura suddenly erupted from the man's body.

Li Haotian was all too familiar with this aura; it was clearly the aura of an Emperor Powerhouse.

The person before him was at the Middle Stage of the Emperor realm, with extraordinary strength.

"Die!"

Black light erupted from the man's hand, and a shockwave headed straight for Li Haotian's neck.

The moment before it made contact with Li Haotian, a faint light blocked the shockwave.

The man's expression changed slightly, but he quickly attacked again. Li Haotian curled his lip, his aura climbing steadily until it reached the Emperor realm—those 25 Experience Cards were not just for show.

Detecting the sudden explosion of Cultivation within the young man before him, the expression on the man's face completely turned into panic.

The opponent's Cultivation had become imperceptible to him in an extremely short amount of time. There was only one possibility for this situation: the trash Chief Disciple of the Heavenly Profound Sect before him was much stronger than he was!

"I really didn't expect that after dealing with an enemy like the Hundred Ghosts Sect, there would still be more trash."

Li Haotian extended his right hand and clenched it forcefully forward, a layer of golden light gradually emerging on his body.

The golden magical treasure exerted force instantly at this moment, directly gripping the opponent and forcefully crushing his Physical Body, leaving only a wisp of his Divine Soul.

Li Haotian directly began to read the opponent's memories.

This was his first time using such a method to pry into someone else's memories; the feeling was rather wondrous.

Li Haotian had not yet attended to the memories of the alien race.

Various scenes began to flash before Li Haotian's eyes; it was clearly the life of the person before him, starting from the moment he was born and saw his parents, then watching his village be destroyed with his own eyes, followed by slowly falling into the Demonic Path bit by bit.

These things were not very important, so Li Haotian skipped over them. He watched most of this person's life from a third-person perspective.

This person cultivated the Demonic Path, and his methods were extremely cruel and vicious. Even when facing others who also cultivated the Demonic Path, he was merciless and soft-hearted, killing whenever he could.

He had once obtained a great Opportunity, which allowed him, despite his poor talent, to forcefully Breakthrough to the Saint realm.

Later, he encountered some Powerhouses. These Powerhouses had no intention of killing him; instead, they extended their hands to him and invited him to join an organization.

The icon and name of this organization were both blurry in this person's memory; one didn't need to think to know that some kind of Restriction must have been placed on him when he joined.

Most of the people in this organization were evil cultivators, and there were quite a few Powerhouses among them. Just in the memories of this person, he had seen over fifty Emperors, which was enough to show how vast the influence of this organization was.

The more Li Haotian watched, the more shocked he became. These people seemed to have an unknown purpose, but as the memories slowly unfolded, he also understood what their ultimate idea was.

They wanted to break through stable spatial fissures and let the alien races flood into the Heaven Domain to carry out a massacre.

Most of the people in this organization did not have very good Cultivation or talent, yet they were all able to reach the Emperor level of Cultivation.

This was because the alien races provided them with Cultivation Techniques and various resources.

Therefore, they were also loyal to the alien races; even if it meant destroying the world they had once lived in, they would not hesitate.

Li Haotian withdrew from this person's memories with a somewhat heavy heart, and the last wisp of his Divine Soul gradually dissipated.

The amount of information contained in these memories was simply too vast. Not to mention who exactly founded this organization, or how much more there was that this Emperor had not witnessed, what was currently known was that this organization was definitely an enemy to the entire Human Race in the Heaven Domain.

The Hundred Ghosts Sect was their doing, intended to first annihilate one faction. However, they had not expected that despite making such ample preparations, their plan would still be foiled.

Those hundreds of Emperor Puppets all came from the hands of one Powerhouse; the opponent held an extremely high position within the organization.

Li Haotian searched the opponent's body and quickly found a strange Token and a mask.

This was quite similar to the scenes in this person's memories; in his vision, the faces of those Emperor Powerhouses he could see also wore masks. This seemed to be their way of keeping their identities secret from each other.

According to the last part of this person's memory, it lingered on a sentence told to him by the organization's higher-ups before he left the organization.

"No matter what, make the Heavenly Profound Sect know the price of offending us. Even if this matter is not accomplished, you must make them fear us and revere us!"

The idea of the guy before him was also very simple: pick the soft persimmon to squeeze. As the Chief Disciple of the Heavenly Profound Sect with the lowest Cultivation, Li Haotian was naturally targeted.

Therefore, the opponent came directly for his life the moment he attacked, wanting to use his life to announce that this organization had officially entered everyone's field of vision!

After searching the opponent's body again, he soon found a scroll. With just one scan of his Divine Sense, Li Haotian understood its contents.