Chapter Sixty-One: The Heavenly Emperor Society

Lin Qiaosheng's words made everyone's eyes light up, and they eagerly asked him what solution he had.

Seeing this, Lin Qiaosheng gave a self-deprecating smile. "I'm not afraid of being laughed at by you all, but a traitor has brought misfortune to our sect!"

As soon as he said this, not only the leaders of the various sects were stunned, but even the peak masters and hall masters of the Vast Sea Sect were completely dumbfounded.

Lin Qiaosheng shook his head and sighed slightly. "I had my suspicions earlier that there was a mole within the sect, and this mole held a high position and status. Therefore, I ordered a secret investigation.

"It turns out that Li Huan, the master of the Internal Affairs Hall, is the prime suspect. Furthermore, he has been very close to Li Xun. Further investigation revealed that Li Huan and Li Xun are biological brothers from the mortal world.

"Last night, these two talked throughout the night until dawn. If Li Xun is truly problematic, it is impossible for Li Huan not to know.

"Therefore, just as everyone subdued Li Xun earlier, I already ordered people to detain Li Huan.

"I hadn't moved against Li Huan previously because I lacked concrete evidence in my hands.

"However, it seems evidence is no longer necessary now. We just need to bring him over and perform soul-searching to know everything."

Hearing this, outside the crowd, Wan Yi, who was pretending to be dead while leaning in Zhou Tong's arms, was speechless. He thought to himself, "Damn it, an old schemer is always an old schemer. It turns out he knew all along.

"Earlier, when I fell out with Li Huan in front of everyone, it just gave him an excuse to strip the other guy of his position as hall master.

"Everything that happened today is even more so. I racked my brains and went through so much trouble just to lure Li Huan and Li Xun out. But what happened? In the end, it just played right into the hands of this old schemer!"

Being used as a tool without realizing it made Wan Yi feel extremely unhappy. After a crazy internal rant, he began to ponder whether there were any loopholes in what he had done these past few days.

At this moment, Lin Qiaosheng also subconsciously glanced at Wan Yi. The events of recent days had somewhat exceeded his expectations.

It felt as if some invisible, colossal hand was pushing everything forward from behind the scenes. This feeling was vague and intangible, leaving him unable to grasp the core and causing him much confusion.

However, there was one thing he could be certain of: every major event that had recently occurred, whether directly or indirectly, could be tied to this little fellow named Wan Yi!

Before Lin Junxiu and his master met their doom, they had a conflict with Wan Yi; before the Danding Sect met its doom, they had also forged a grudge with him.

Even the day he fell out with Li Huan, and the origins of today's events, were all more or less connected to him.

Although Lin Qiaosheng believed that these major events could not have been done by Wan Yi, he couldn't help but look at this junior disciple, who was only at the Foundation Establishment stage, in a completely new light.

Although this guy's cultivation realm isn't high, damn it, he's a real jinx! Anyone or any sect that has ever offended him has never met a good end. This kid is simply a walking disaster!

Wan Yi, who was currently pretending to be dead in Zhou Tong's arms, had no idea what thoughts were running through the Sect Master's mind. Otherwise, he would have shouted loudly, leaped to his feet, and used the *Emperor-Slaying Art* to hack that fellow to pieces!

Before long, Zhao Tongzhou led some men and escorted Li Huan over.

Obviously, this fellow still didn't know what had happened earlier, but suddenly having his cultivation sealed and being placed under arrest made him feel extremely uneasy!

Seeing Lin Qiaosheng at this moment, he felt as though he had grabbed a straw to clutch at in his desperation. With a face full of grievance, he was about to step forward to voice his grievances, but Lin Qiaosheng didn't give him the chance.

Lin Qiaosheng formed a hand seal, raised his palm, and struck Li Huan directly on the crown of his head while simultaneously shouting, "Soul Search and Image Projection!"

Upon reaching the Emperor Realm, the technique of soul-searching underwent a qualitative leap. Below the Emperor Realm, soul-searching only allowed one to probe divine consciousness into the target's mind to view everything. In that kind of soul-searching, only the practitioner themselves could see the other person's past.

However, it was different upon reaching the Emperor Realm. During soul-searching, one could rely on their own formidable power to force the target's memories out of the body and generate images.

This method was like a three-dimensional projection, casting the memories of the past just like playing a movie.

Wan Yi, who had been pretending to be dead just moments ago, suddenly opened his eyes wide, his jaw dropping in shock at the sight in the distance.

This was the first time he had ever witnessed such a magical scene. Right above Li Huan's head, an illusory image had formed, playing back every single thing he had done in the past.

At first, it was fine, but as it went on, the expressions on everyone's faces changed.

This Li Huan was truly a scoundrel. Not only did he embezzle the cultivation resources issued by the sect to its disciples, but he also used his position as hall master to collude with outsiders, trafficking in sect supplies, lining his own pockets, accepting bribes, and committing all sorts of crimes!

What was even more hateful was that he had forced numerous female disciples to have relations with him! The images displayed by the soul-searching were simply too vile to behold!

The high-ranking figures of the Vast Sea Sect trembled with rage after watching this. If they weren't still in the middle of soul-searching, Lin Qiaosheng would have already slapped this scum to death with a single palm!

As time passed, a bizarre scene appeared.

In the projection, Li Huan arrived at a secluded place, and a mysterious figure draped in a black robe handed him a pill.

Li Huan took the pill and swallowed it without hesitation. The pill entered his stomach, and Li Huan's vision went black as he lost consciousness, while the image generated by the soul-searching also plunged into darkness.

After a long while, Li Huan regained consciousness, and the imagery once again appeared before everyone's eyes.

Li Huan could now be seen draped in a black robe, with a mask fastened tightly across his face.

Surrounding him were countless black-robed figures dressed just like him. All of their faces were similarly concealed behind masks, making it completely impossible to tell who they were.

At that moment, a shrill, piercing voice rang out abruptly: "The Grand Leader has arrived!"

As the voice faded, dozens of figures suddenly materialized on a tall platform in the distance.

Thirty-six Dharma protectors, cloaked in crimson robes and wearing golden masks, escorted a man clad in golden robes as they appeared before the crowd!

Behind the thirty-six crimson-robed protectors followed seventy-six purple-robed attendants. Among these individuals, some held aloft blade-flags, upon which three large characters were embroidered: "Heavenly Emperor Society!"

Wan Yi was by now utterly shaken to his core. From the very moment these figures appeared in the projection, the *Emperor-Slaying Art* within his body began to churn wildly.

Furthermore, its circulation speed grew increasingly rapid, as if it might spin completely out of control at any second. Overcoming his initial shock, Wan Yi swallowed hard and thought to himself:

"If merely viewing a soul-search projection can send the *Emperor-Slaying Art* into such a frenzy, what does that imply?

"It means that the Grand Leader appearing in the projection, along with the protectors and attendants trailing behind him, are all supreme experts of the Emperor Realm!

"If there are over a hundred protectors and attendants who are all Emperor Realm powerhouses, just how many others belong to this society? Exactly how many Emperor Realm experts have gathered together? No wonder they call themselves the Heavenly Emperor Society!

"Wait, the Heavenly Emperor Society? The Heaven and Earth Society? No wonder it sounded so familiar—good grief, what next, are they trying to overthrow the Qing and restore the Ming?"

All of this occurred in the blink of an eye. Just as Wan Yi's mind was racing with wild thoughts, a sudden change swept across the scene!

The moment the imagery of the Heavenly Emperor Society manifested, a look of profound agony contorted Li Huan's face. The very next second, a piercing scream tore from his throat, and with a muffled *bang*, his entire body burst apart into a sprawling mist of blood!

To be continued...