A ruined temple in the back mountain of Xuantian Sect.
Li Mu sat cross-legged in front of the huge ape-man's corpse, closing his eyes and meditating.
After using the Great Collapse Technique continuously, his spiritual consciousness almost collapsed.
"What a close call! There's actually a sixth-level Spiritual Transformation cultivator. If they hadn't been careless and entered the Immortal Executioner Sword Formation, it would have been really difficult to capture them this time."
Li Mu used all his trump cards and tricks to achieve this great victory.
Half a day later, Li Mu cut open the belly of the big monster in front of him and took out the monster pill from it.
Staring at the demon pill for a long time.
"Try Wei Yang's Bei Ming Divine Art."
He then activated the Beiming Divine Art and devoured the true essence and insights in the demon pill.
No matter how chaotic the outside world is, it has nothing to do with him.
The biggest crisis of Xuantian Sect has passed, and what remains are the sect’s minor worries.
If Wang Gan'an can't even handle these small matters, then the Xuantian Sect should be destroyed.
Immersed in absorbing the demon pill for many days.
Li Mu's consciousness gradually recovered, and the fourth level of the Spirit Transformation realm slowly showed signs of loosening.
In the sect, Bai Zhijing identified the traitors and imprisoned them one by one.
You wouldn't know until you catch them. After arresting a few more disciples from the law enforcement team and questioning them, a large number of them confessed even before being tortured.
In addition to some traitors, there are also some disciples from the law enforcement team who use their positions to blackmail other disciples in the sect.
"The root cause of the sect's deteriorating atmosphere turns out to be here!"
In an instant, Bai Zhijing understood a lot.
When Li Jiao encountered blackmail, she felt strange.
After investigating for several days and dealing with that deacon, I still feel like there's something wrong.
After searching for a long time, I still couldn't find the root cause.
"This bunch of evildoers!"
Bai Zhijing did not show any mercy and locked up all the disciples of the law enforcement team.
When one disciple spoke, other disciples would speak up.
In the midst of the fight, Bai Zhijing also captured the traitors hiding in the sect one by one.
It was ten days later that the matter was settled.
At this time, Bai Zhijing remembered the ancestor of the back mountain.
He immediately ran to the back mountain, looking for that figure.
On the back mountain, there was no human figure except the huge ape-man corpse.
Bai Zhijing ran towards the ruined temple.
The dilapidated temple was empty and there was no one in sight.
"Where did you go?"
Did you run away again?
Bai Zhijing walked around the back mountain several times, but still did not see Li Mu.
"Forget it, let him show up whenever he wants! I guess we don't want the old ape's corpse anymore."
Bai Zhijing stared at the huge ape-man corpse, then carried the ape-man corpse away.
The corpse of a demon beast at the level of God Transformation is a rare treasure for their Xuantian Sect.
Even if it is useless, it is inspiring to put it in Xuantian Sect Square.
When the huge ape-man corpse appeared in the main hall of Xuantian Sect, the remaining elders were also amazed.
"Things are basically over. Now let's think about how to resume the construction of the sect!"
Wang Gan'an appeared in the hall covered in blood.
All the monsters above the Void Realm on the Immortal Mountain either died under his sword or escaped.
Let’s talk about the remaining few, and leave them for the chief disciple to practice.
"Master, Huang Baichuan has taken too many people with him this time. After cleaning up, plus the losses in the battle with the demon tribe, a full one-third of the sect's disciples are gone."
The elder who was teaching the skills said with a pained look.
The other elders were not aware of this, but many of the training rooms and examination halls were suddenly empty of disciples.
Many abandoned cells in the sect are filled with people.
There are not enough disciples to guard them.
If it weren't for a few elders suppressing it, the situation would probably have been reversed.
"So much loss?"
Wang Gan'an was stunned for a moment and let out a breath.
I didn't expect there would be such a spy.
"In fact, apart from the demons killing some of our sect's outer disciples, the disciples inside the sect basically encountered resistance when they were arresting traitors. Especially the sect protectors, who were the first to riot and kill their fellow disciples when the demons first attacked."
"I didn't expect Elder Qin to be so ruthless!"
"These traitors cannot atone for their crimes even if they are killed a hundred times. I suggest we hold a special meeting to deal with these traitors."
An elder suggested.
When talking about these things, the elders in the hall gnashed their teeth.
"After this period of time is over, Elder Liu will lead his men down the mountain to select disciples!"
Wang Gan'an said.
No one expected that there would be so many traitors.
Just think about it, the two elders who hold great power in the sect have become spies of the demon clan, so you can imagine the situation in other places.
"yes!"
Elder Liu stood up and said.
"There are three main things the sect needs to do right now. The first is how to deal with these traitors and sect scum. The second is the reconstruction of the sect. The third is the distribution of the resources we obtained from our expedition into the Immortal Mountain."
Wang Ganan spoke, then slowly sat down.
The first meeting of Xuantian Sect after this disaster began.
In the sect.
The disciples who went out to hunt down the demon tribe began to return one after another.
For the disciples of Xuantian Sect, what they experienced in the past ten days will be unforgettable for the rest of their lives.
"I've never experienced such a heart-pounding thing before. I thought I was finished!"
Outside the sect, several green-robed disciples were carrying huge bags.
Blood was still oozing out of the bag.
The huge mountain gate of Xuantian Sect could be vaguely seen, and several disciples threw their bags and lay on the ground.
"It would be great if something good like this could happen again."
“I don’t want to go through this anymore.”
"Yun Yiyi, let me see what treasure you got this time."
A senior brother with five golden lines shouted from behind.
"Nothing much? Just some demon pills and some medicinal herbs stored by the demon tribe."
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