Blood Moon Hunters Chapter 108 The Identity of the Man in Black

The night passed so slowly. All the geniuses who participated in the party yesterday did'not sleep till the dawn. When the sun finally rose and the golden light spilt into their rooms, they slowly opened their eyes, stopped cultivating, and walked out of the room to the martial field early.

They were the first people to come. They didn't talk, but just looked at each other and slowly nodded. They were in the same mood. They couldn't let go what happened yesterday, and at the same time, they felt guilty to Wang Bugui the other two. Soon after, Feng Tianming arrived as well with his Scarlet Heaven Sword. He stood beside them, quietly waiting for the other people.

After two full hours, a lot of people arrived. They were startled that those geniuses came here so early.

Then, some other geniuses including Jin Zhan, Wu Kuang and Xiao Fengyi also arrived. They were shocked to see such a situation where everyone, except for those geniuses, was discussing something. Therefore, a small discussion emerged in their own group as well. After a while, Wang Bugui and his brothers arrived with the liberal cultivators.

Then the five geniuses walked side by side to the group of those geniuses. Lyu Hao stood firmly with his double-bladed halberd on his shoulder, Zhao Changge with his dragon gut silver spear, Yu Wude with the Formation Breaking Sword, Chu He with his jade flute, and Wang Bugui with his extremely powerful aura. They all looked at the palace without expression.

"What happened? Why do all of them held their weapons?"

"The geniuses who came here first were also in a ready-for-fight state. It's strange!"

"The competition is already over, isn't it? Is there any other battles?"

Many cultivators were discussing puzzledly. After 15 minutes, the Sect Leaders and elders of all the sects arrived as well. However, the Headmaster of Shushan and the master of Palace of Hundred Flowers Hua Mengchen were all with a gloomy face.

Even Leng Shuangrong, the Headmaster of the Sect of the Nine Heavens and the Jingchan Divine Monk were in a bad mood. They slowly entered the palace, and some other headmasters had felt something wrong.

Gu Xiaoyao opened his folding fan in his seat, covered his face with it, and leaned to Hua Mengchen beside him, asking, "Sister Mengchen, what happened to you. Why you looked unhappy?"

Hua Mengchen swept her finger, and her spirit mind carrying a message passed into his mind. After he understood what happened, he immediately jumped up and angered, "I'll kill him! Humph..."

Hua Mengchen frowned, put her hand on his waist, and pinched him heavily. Gu Xiaoyao began to wail and begged in pain, "Chenchen, stop! I won't say anything again!"

Hua Mengchen withdrew her hand. Then, Gu Xiaoyao turned to the headmasters and elders who were staring at him, explaining. "Sorry, I just wanted to ease the tension. Don't look at me, and never mind."

Then he sat down and secretly communicated with Hua Mengchen through spirit mind. The other headmasters and elders were very puzzled, but they couldn't intercept the message, because they held the similar cultivation base to Gu Xiaoyao and Hua Mengchen.

Soon after, Leng Shuangrong stepped out of the palace, and uttered toward all the cultivators, "Everyone, be quiet please. I have something important to say now. You must have noticed that some of the geniuses are abnormal today. It is because something happening last night. There is actually a scum in the cultivation world!"

She snorted and played a video with a swept of her hand. No matter the headmasters, the elders, or the cultivators, they were all shocked and outraged. Even if it was only a video, it was still striking, and made them angry.

The man in black who came to assassinate Wang Bugui was at least in the medium stage of the Sage Realm, which meant the strength gap between him and Wang Bugui was so big, including a realm and two stages. Wang Bugui, Feng Tianming and Chu He were just in the Void Returning Realm. And among them, only Wang Bugui was at the peak stage of the realm.

The other geniuses and the liberal cultivators seemed to have been poisoned to sleep. Therefore, only the three were able to fight against the man in black. However, because of the huge gap of their strength, they couldn't hurt him even if they had displayed the forbidden arts.

Only Wang Bugui had caused him a skin injury at the risk of his bones and veins being broken. Unless Leng Shuangrong didn't appear in time, they three would all be killed.

At the same time, people also saw Wang Bugui's fighting will. He dared to release his primordial spirit to chase a sage, even if the latter was forced to escape! Fortunately, the man in black fought back too hastily, and his primordial spirit power was not too powerful, so Wang Bugui was not killed.

"No wonder those geniuses came so early, and some of the headmasters are in a bad mood."

"Who dares to do it?!"

"The Palace of the Human Emperors is the guardian of the Human Race. Such a shameless person! How dares he hurt the descendant of the Human Emperors!"

All the cultivators were irritated, so were the headmasters and elders in the palace. In the sacred land where so many grandmasters gathered, how could someone be so crazy?

"Headmaster Leng, do you know who is this man in black?!" The Headmaster of the Crazy Saber Sect slammed his seat.

"He's the shame of us cultivators!" The Headmaster of the Zhenyang Sect yelled.

"Headmaster Leng, tell us, and let us send him to hell!" Gu Xiaoyao said in a cold voice.

"We Shushan will not let he be alive!" The Headmaster of Shushan stood up.

"Amitabha, he is a great evil who has to be thrown into the Ten Thousand Buddha Tower to repent for his whole life!" The Monk Jing Chan was outraged.

"Haha, he can't escape. After all, I left an indelible mark on him, and Wang Bugui had left his spirit mind as well. It is difficult for him to get rid of them." Leng Shuangrong said harshly, and then looked at the Headmaster of the Lingwu Sect, uttering with a voice, carrying Taoism power, loud enough to let everyone hear, "Am I right, Lin Yun?"

Hearing the name, all the cultivators began to look at the direction of the Headmaster of the Lingwu Sect. Wang Bugui and the other geniuses even activated their telekinesis, and locked the middle-aged man. His hair had already been half white. Nobody would expect he was the man in black.

"Lin Yun! It's you?! Why did you do that!" Gu Xiaoyao angered.

"Without Sister Shungrong, maybe we can't see our beloved disciples today. What to explain?!" Hua Mengchen followed.

"No matter what reason you have, I will not spare you today!" The Headmaster of Shushan uttered.

"Lin Yun, what are you thinking about?!" The Headmaster of the Crazy Saber Sect questioned.

All the headmasters were gazing at him angrily. The elders of the Lingwu Sect even moved backwards a few steps. They couldn't believe that the shameless person was their headmaster.

"Senior Brother, why?!"

The Mahathera of the Lingwu Sect shouted. He couldn't believe that his senior brother would do such things.

"Haha... Why? Because Wang Bugui is the descendant of the Palace of the Human Emperors! I have been searching for a genius for so long, and thinking about our Lingwu Sect will be carried forward."

"But he, Wang Bugui, appeared as the descendant of the Palace of the Human Emperors. Why?! Is it the fate? Is our Lingwu Sect destined to be declined? I can't accept! I can't! What damned descendant! As long as you have not become a sage, I can kill you!"

Lin Yun went mad. Leng Shuangrong replied him with a snort, "Nonsense! He can be so strong because he deserves. Will his arrival make all the sects decline? There used to be only one descendant of the Palace of the Human Emperors. Will he rob your disciples?"

"Lin Yun!" "I don't expect you will be trapped by your demons. I really misread you!" Gu Xiaoyao folded his fan and yelled.

"Trapped by demons? What will you do, if your disciple, whom you have trained for a long time, is surpassed before he becomes famous? I only know that before his death, my Master asked me to carry Lingwu Sect forward, and let others know it's a big sect majoring in body cultivation! The Palace of the Human Emperors shouldn't appear again!"

Lin Yun was crazy, and his long hair was also scattered. The Monk Jing Chan sighed, "A person trapped by fame and fortune again! Since we have chosen the cultivation world, why do some of us still care so much about fame? See, we shall get nothing in the end!"

"You no longer deserve to be a cultivator, because you have betrayed the belief of a cultivator, and gone to a wrong road to persue fame. Just let me end your sad life!" Refusing to waste time taking nonsense with him, Leng Shuangrong suppressed him with her Taoism power, and walked slowly to him, ready to kill him.

"Wait a minute, Senior Leng!"

At this moment, Wang Bugui's voice sounded. And it confused everyone.

"Why?" Leng Shuangrong turned to him and asked.

"I want to fight with him fairly!" Wang Bugui answered resolutely.

Startled, everyone began to look at Wang Bugui. How dared he challenge an old Headmaster who had been cultivating for hundreds of years?! This was so crazy. Even if there was a chance of a fair fight, he suffered a great loss of experience and Taoism power. How could it be possible for him to win Lin Yun? No way!

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