Fighting Soul Clan Demoness

Chapter 902 The Great Show of the Soul Emperor (Bonus Chapter!)

Ancient tribe, ancient world.

After the rain, the sky cleared up and became a clear blue, with raindrops dripping from the eaves.

This is the first time the weather has cleared up since the sixth day of the sixth lunar month.

"The rain has stopped."

Looking at the clear sky, the old man in the hemp robe had a complex expression on his aged and wrinkled face.

This person was none other than Gu Nanhai, who had spoken with Xiao Yan back then.

Unlike before, the old man now clearly no longer teased Xun'er about her so-called 'rebelliousness,' but instead showed a hint of awe.

Even fear.

"Yes, the rain has stopped."

Beside him, an elderly figure with white hair and a youthful face sighed softly, "It's a pity that once the rain stops, although the people of the ancient realm will see the sun again, those parasites will probably suffer."

Gu Nanhai chuckled and shook his head: "Heh, I knew it. You old codger, you've been keeping this to yourself for a long time, haven't you?"

Clearly, the old man's words also represented his true feelings.

Although the clan elders hold great power in the ancient clan, Gu Yuan, as the clan leader, also has a considerable number of supporters, including Gu Nanhai and the white-haired elder.

How dashing and spirited Gu Yuan was back then!

Not only did he successfully break through to the Nine-Star Dou Sheng realm at the end of the patriarch's lifespan and take up the banner of the Ancient Clan, but he also joined forces with Gu Xiuyi, the daughter of the patriarch, to elevate the Ancient Clan to a super clan comparable to the Xiao Clan and the Soul Clan.

This kind of courage is enough to make them willingly submit for thousands of years, and they have never wavered even when the other party is in obscurity and decline.

And now, the day is finally about to break.

"Don't say I'm senile. Who would have thought that it wasn't the clan leader who broke through this dark and gloomy sky, but the young master who was most deeply connected with the Soul Clan?"

The white-haired old man smiled bitterly, his gaze fixed on the execution ground ahead: "Perhaps, this is why the two of them are sworn enemies."

Unbeknownst to them, the old man had already implicitly elevated Hun Ruoruo and Xun'er to the level of juniors.

Meanwhile, on the other side.

Compared to the relief felt by Gu Nanhai and the others, the execution ground ahead was filled with a chilling atmosphere.

An old man, covered in hemp ropes and with half of his body evaporated, was forced to kneel on the ground, surrounded by the stench of blood.

"That's about it."

Looking up at the increasingly clear sky, Xun'er, who was in a high position, withdrew her gaze, casually closed the book in her hand, and said indifferently, "Elder Gu Yang, have you read through all the charges of crimes that I gave you earlier?"

Upon hearing this, the elderly man in fine clothes, whose face was tense and who was not far from Xun'er, twitched his eyelids slightly and replied with a smile, "Young Master, I have indeed read through the charges and there is absolutely no mistake."

Xun'er nodded: "Read it."

"This"

Gu Yang's face grew increasingly tense, and his body became slightly stiff. He forced himself to clasp his hands and said, "Young Master, according to the rules of the ancestral hall, only the guild master and the clan leader are qualified to judge a Saint-level cultivator. This is really difficult for me."

"If I say you are qualified, then you are qualified."

Xun'er smiled, resting her chin on her hand, "What, someone as virtuous and respected as you, are you going to protect a mere criminal?"

These words immediately drew some dissatisfaction from the surrounding elders, but as if they were wary of something, they could only swallow their anger and clench their fists.

"Fine, whatever."

Seeing this, Gu Yang seemed to lose his temper as well. He snorted coldly and his face showed anger: "Since the young master has given the order, for the development of my Gu clan, I, as an elder of the ancestral hall, will make an exception!"

After saying that, Gu Yang took a deep breath, picked up the scroll, and began to read.

"Gu Shan and Tong Xuan, members of the 'White Robe' faction, and Gu Sheng, a member of the 'Golden Sleeve' faction, openly colluded with each other, confronting each other head-on, and disregarding the interests of our Gu clan. This is a major crime."

"Tongxuan and Gusheng, though they died in battle for our clan, were actually responsible for the deaths of more than ten half-saints and hundreds of Dou Zun due to their poor guidance and eagerness for quick success and profit. This is their two great sins."

"Elder Gu Shan was severely injured in a battle with the young master of the Xiao Clan, but he survived by sheer luck. Previously, he had repeatedly targeted the Xiao Soul Alliance without success, and instead lost two Heavenly Tomb slots and a Black Annihilation Army commander. Even the Gu Clan was accused of murdering the Spirit Clan. Therefore, therefore..."

Gu Yang suddenly couldn't continue reading, his face turning deathly pale.

Xun'er looked at him with great interest and kindly reminded him, "Elder Gu Yang, why did you stop reading?"

Upon hearing this, Gu Yang's body went limp, and his heart began to pound wildly.

On the entire sheet of parchment, there were no superfluous words, only two large characters deeply engraved at the top in dark, glossy ink—

Traitor!

“Since Elder Gu Yang refuses to read any further, then I, the young master, will read it for you.” Xun’er smiled slightly and said casually, “Gu Shan, during his targeting of the Xiao Hun Alliance, not only gave away two spots and lost a prodigy, but also caused our clan to be labeled as the murderers who plotted against the Spirit Clan.”

"Therefore, given his performance, I have sufficient reason to suspect that he is actually a spy planted in our clan by the Soul Clan."

Before the words were even finished, the one-armed old man, who was bound hand and foot and whose face was ashen, finally raised his head, his expression filled with indignation and sorrow: "You...you're talking nonsense!"

"I have dedicated my life to my ancient clan, always loyal and without any disloyalty. How could I possibly become a traitor within the Xiao Hun Alliance?!"

He tried to stand up abruptly, but Gu Qingyang, who was beside him, pressed him down without any mercy, leaving him unable to move an inch.

"Oh?"

Xun'er scoffed, "Since you're not an inside traitor, could you explain to this young master what exactly caused the loss?"

"Old man, old man"

Upon hearing this, Gu Shan seemed to have lost his soul, giving up all resistance and kneeling down on the spot with a thud, crying and laughing at the same time.

At this point, even if he was incredibly stupid, how could he not see that the other party simply wanted his life!

If you want to accuse someone of a crime, you can always find a pretext.

Seeing this, Xun'er slowly stood up from her seat, stepped over the stairs, and walked down the stairs.

With each step he took, the many elderly people around him would step back slightly.

When they reached the bottom of the stage, a path had already formed for the fans, and everyone was silent as if trembling with fear.

"Da da."

The voice, like a death knell, echoed throughout the area and resonated deep within the heart of the ancient mountain.

"These accusations are not my own opinion, but have been approved by my father and the elder of the Gu Yang clan."

As Xun'er spoke, she turned her head with a smile to look at the restless Gu Yang.

Left with no other choice, Gu Yang, sweating profusely, could only lower his head and remain silent.

"."

Seeing his last glimmer of hope shattered, Gu Shan went limp. The fear of death surged through his limbs like a tidal wave, leaving him with no strength to even lift a finger. He could only plead as he looked at the girl with the bright golden eyes.

Young Master

"I'm sorry, Koyama."

Xun'er gently interrupted him, her tone calm: "Loyalty isn't your problem, ignorance is."

In Gu Shan's trembling, desperate eyes, a blazing golden sun quietly rose in her hand, growing ever larger and larger.
“The ancient tribes of the new era do not need someone like you.”

As soon as he finished speaking, his head was severed from his body, and blood spurted out!

"So, this is the gift she sent?"

Inside the Heavenly Gang Hall, Hun Ruoruo calmly examined the head wrapped in blood-stained cloth, its eyes wide open in death.

"Yes."

Mo Yu cupped his hands in greeting and said in a deep voice, "After my investigation, the wound on this half-saint's head is smooth and the cutting marks are neat, clearly indicating that it was a fatal blow."

"In other words, the ancient clan demoness at this moment may very well possess strength no less than that of Young Master Xiao Yan."

Not inferior to Xiao Yan, this is undoubtedly an outrageously high evaluation for Mo Yu, who has always been at odds with Xun'er.

"very good."

Hun Ruoruo praised it and smiled, "I will accept this gift on behalf of the Hun Clan."

As she finished speaking, a blood-red phantom suddenly appeared around the girl, instantly swallowing the old man's head without leaving a trace of blood.

She gently licked her lips, her eyes alluring, and lazily asked, "Is there anything else?"

Upon hearing this, Mo Yu paused abruptly. After a moment's hesitation, as if she were wary or afraid of something, she whispered, "The clan leader has said that he hopes you will watch a show before heading to the Bodhi Ancient Tree."

In whose name?

"In the name of his clan leader."

"Want to invite me to a play? Sure."

Hun Ruoruo said, her gaze sweeping across the distant sky of the Soul Realm before turning away without looking at it again: "But as an invitation in the name of the clan leader, this young master has the right to refuse."

“Go back and have my father come to me in person.”

(End of this chapter)