Just as the old patriarch forced me to my death, I achieved the unity of Dao and fruition.

Standing at the back of the crowd, Master Xuancheng felt regret for the first time.

If he had known that this young man had such power in the Federal Military, he shouldn't have kicked him out yesterday.

What is the "Tai Xu Cun Si Tu"? What is a spiritual cleansing object?

Even if we follow our master's dying wish and take Gu Changjin into the Xuanzhen Temple as a disciple, what difference would it make?

Perhaps what stands outside the gates of Xuanzhen Temple now is not thousands of troops and orbital warships.

Instead, he is a young and powerful figure who can revitalize the Xuanzhen Temple.

Unfortunately, what's done is done, and there's no point in thinking about it anymore.

Master Xuancheng took a deep breath and turned his gaze to the two elders at the front.

Qinghe Daoren, Xuanmu Daoren.

Both of them were advanced cultivators in the Hundred Aspects Realm, and had already progressed far beyond it.

Once a cultivator of the Mind Realm enters the Hundred Realms, what is truly terrifying is never the sheer number of cultivators.

Instead, it is a superposition of a hundred aspects, a hundred kinds of fears intertwined, enough to form a mental realm that distorts reality in a short period of time.

Once an ordinary person falls into this trap, without even knowing where the enemy is, they will be devoured by their own inner fear.

The top figures in the Hundred Aspects Realm are even more capable of unifying all aspects into one.

A single strike could even destroy a modern army.

Xuancheng Daoist felt somewhat at ease.

When the sky falls, there are always tall people to hold it up.

Moreover, the military's actions this time clearly did not follow normal federal parliamentary procedures.

Xuanzhen Temple has been operating within the Federation for thousands of years.

Parliament, the military, major corporations—where don't they have people?

One of the federal vice-speakers was even a guest elder of the Xuanzhen Temple.

Once those people realize what's happening, the military's blockade today will immediately become a joke.

If we can just stall for time until Xuanzhen Temple's connections start to take effect, there's still a chance for things to turn around.

In front of the mountain gate.

The Taoist priest of Qinghe stood on the black water, with hundreds of pale hands floating in the water behind him.

Although he was wary of the three hundred Qi and Blood Warriors, he didn't take them too seriously.

It's indeed strange that three hundred people are connected by blood and qi.

But without a heart and mind, one is ultimately just a mortal.

What truly concerned him were the high-ranking officials in the military.

His gaze bypassed Gu Changjin and landed directly on Wei Shanhe, the Minister of the Military Department.

"Minister Wei, we met in Beilu ten years ago."

"Back then, when your patriarch Wei was suffering from mental corruption, it was I who personally intervened to stabilize his mind."

"Is this how you repay Xuanzhen Temple today?"

Wei Shanhe stood behind Gu Changjin, expressionless, as if he hadn't heard a thing.

Qinghe Daoist frowned.

"And Vice Minister Han, your Han family and my Xuanzhen Temple have a long-standing relationship."

"Today, the military has stationed troops at our mountain gate, slandering my Xuanzhen Temple for colluding with the rebellious Zhenhui. Who gave you this authority?"

Han Zhenyue did not respond either, but simply stood quietly.

Qinghe Daoist's expression gradually turned ugly.

Xuanmu Daoist took a step forward, and the ancient bell behind him, covered with human faces, swayed gently.

A cry, audible only to cultivators of the Heart Realm, quietly spread outwards.

"You all had better think this through."

"How many unusual incidents has Xuanzhen Temple suppressed in Nanjiang over the years? How many attacks by the Rebel True Society has it shielded the Federation from?"

"If the Federation insists on doing this today, Xuanzhen Temple may simply withdraw from Nanjiang."

"When that time comes, the Reverse True One will make a comeback, and the Twisted Seeds will bloom everywhere."

"Don't regret it, everyone."

He spoke with self-righteousness, but with an air of superior arrogance.

In the eyes of the people of Xuanzhen Temple, the Federation's stable development to this day is due to their own efforts.

Instead of being grateful, the military surrounded the mountain with their troops.

They are utterly ungrateful!

But after he finished speaking, Wei Shanhe, Han Zhenyue and the others still did not react at all.

The two elders finally realized something was wrong.

They originally thought that Gu Changjin was just a young man from some powerful family in the Federation.

Taking advantage of his status, he walked ahead and momentarily stole the limelight from the Minister of the Army.

But looking at it now, it seems that's not the case.

Those high-ranking military officials were not condoning him.

Instead, they were waiting for him to speak.

Gu Changjin slowly walked to the front.

Looking at Xuanmu Daoist, he suddenly smiled.

A set of neat, white teeth stood out prominently in the morning light.

"What a magnificent Xuanzhen Temple!"

"To harbor bandits for personal gain, and yet dare to speak so righteously."

Xuanmu Daoist's face darkened.

"What did you say?"

Gu Changjin spoke calmly.

"There is a rebellious Zhenhui in Nanjiang, so the Federation needs Xuanzhen Temple."

"Xuanzhen Temple needs the Nizhenhui to survive in order to prove its usefulness."

"Now that I have come to cleanse the Xuanzhen Temple, you are using the Rebellious True Society to threaten the Federation."

"What is this if not nurturing a bandit to enhance one's own power?"

The Taoist priest from Qinghe roared, "You ignorant brat, don't spout nonsense!"

Gu Changjin's smile remained unchanged.

Whether it's slander or not is irrelevant.

"The important thing is that if I say you are, then you are."

Upon hearing this, the entire area in front of the mountain gate fell silent for a moment.

Gu Changjin raised his hand and spoke calmly.

"Pass on the general's order."

"Xuanzhen Temple refused to cooperate with the federal investigation and openly threatened federal security by opposing the Xuanzhen Society."

"The crime is compounded."

"From this moment forward, everyone in Xuanzhen Temple will be listed as a top-level wanted criminal."

"Anyone who has any financial dealings, secret connections, or provides protection to the Xuanzhen Temple will be treated as a traitor to the Blue Star Federation."

"Assets frozen, personnel arrested."

"Those who resist stubbornly shall be shot dead on the spot."

Gu Changjin's gaze swept over the crowd inside the mountain gate.

"Cleansing Operation"

"Let's begin!"

Master Xuancheng's face turned deathly pale instantly.

He had originally hoped that Xuanzhen Temple's connections within the Federation would come to his aid.

However, Gu Changjin's order directly labeled everyone as traitors.

Who would dare to speak up for Xuanzhen Temple at this time?

Whoever speaks up is an accomplice.

Xuanmu Daoist was so angry that he laughed instead.

"good!"

"What arrogance!"

"Does he really think that just because he controls a few armies, he can do whatever he wants in front of the Hundred-Faced Cultivators?"

He suddenly flicked his sleeve.

The ancient bell behind them, covered with human faces, suddenly trembled violently.

thump—

An invisible sound wave spread out, and hundreds of faces opened their eyes simultaneously.

Each face represents a kind of fear.

Drowning, burning, being eaten by insects, being buried alive, being abandoned by the masses, and the tragic death of one's closest relatives...

A hundred kinds of fear overlapped, transforming into a pitch-black domain that descended upon Gu Changjin.

Qinghe Taoist also made a move at the same time.

Black water surged beneath their feet, and hundreds of pale arms emerged from the water, reaching out to grab the military formation.

"You're asking for it!"

"Then I'll cripple you first!"

Two Hundred Phases Realm attacks erupted simultaneously.

The sky in front of the mountain gate darkened instantly.

Countless bizarre mental images appeared densely, as if to drag the entire Xuanzhen Temple into a nightmare from which it could never wake up.

The three hundred martial artists caught their breath.

Before they could even form a battle formation, Gu Changjin had already taken a step forward.

boom!

A surge of energy far more terrifying than the combined energy of three hundred people erupted from his body.

There is no physical manifestation of the mind, only pure and vigorous masculinity.

His blood and energy surged like a pillar, soaring straight to the heavens.

The dark domain that enveloped Xuanzhen Temple had just taken shape when it melted away layer by layer, like snow meeting the scorching sun.

Those pale hands emitted a silent wail, the ancient bell covered with human faces trembled violently, and hundreds of mental images retreated in unison.

The anger on the faces of Daoist Qinghe and Daoist Xuanmu instantly froze.

They looked at Gu Changjin in horror.

This energy... how is that possible?

It was even more terrifying than the oppressive feeling brought by the abbot's thousand forms merging into one!

Gu Changjin moved his wrists, and his knuckles cracked.

He looked at the two elders before him, and a gentle smile returned to his face.

"One punch! One punch won't kill."

"Then let's finish with another punch."