The Demon Lord of All Forms

Chapter 84 The New Leader

"Sect Leader, Qin Youwei has also defected."

Feng Daochen's eyelids twitched slightly, but he did not open them or answer.

"Master Xuan is the next sect leader, right?" Gu Changyuan narrowed his eyes as he looked at Feng Daochen, whose aura was no longer detectable.

This time, Feng Daochen did not react at all. His head was tilted to one side, his mouth was slightly open, and there was a trace of dried blood at the corner of his mouth. The rise and fall of his chest was barely visible.

Gu Changyuan looked at Feng Daochen's face, remained silent for a moment, and then a smile slowly curved his lips.

"Sect Leader," Gu Changyuan said with a smile as he squatted down in front of Feng Daochen, "Thank you for protecting my sect. May you have a safe journey."

As soon as he finished speaking, Gu Changyuan's right hand was already pressed against Feng Daochen's face.

As Gu Changyuan pressed his five fingers against the aged, loose skin, a faint light flashed in his palm. Feng Daochen's soul was as if gripped by an invisible hand, forcibly pulled out from the depths of his consciousness on the verge of collapse.

Feng Daochen's primordial spirit, accumulated over seven hundred years of cultivation, his memories, and his insights into heaven and earth, surged into Gu Changyuan's body like a river bursting its banks.

Even though Feng Daochen's primordial spirit was exhausted, it was still as large as a mountain. Such a powerful soul force surged into Gu Changyuan's sea of ​​consciousness, almost bursting his soul.

However, just a moment later, as Feng Daochen's primordial spirit was on the verge of death, it instinctively began its final struggle.

Even with only a sliver of remaining power, this sliver was still the power of a Great True Person. Gu Changyuan's Dao Embryo Realm soul was like an egg hitting a rock in the face of this power, instantly developing countless fine cracks. His soul began to disintegrate, and the fragments of memories he had devoured began to spiral out of control.

Then, the rebirth wheel descended.

Su Qinghe's power traversed mountains and rivers, flowing into Gu Changyuan's body. A giant wheel, formed from millions of soul fragments, emerged from the depths of Gu Changyuan, carrying an overwhelming weight, and crashed down on Feng Daochen's shattered primordial spirit.

boom!!

A silent explosion erupted deep within his consciousness, completely crushing Feng Daochen's last wisp of consciousness into countless tiny specks of light that dissipated. Feng Daochen was ultimately dead, and his power to resist had been weakened many times over.

Even so, this collision caused the 100,000 points of light on the Wheel of Rebirth to explode simultaneously. These 100,000 points of light represented the souls of 100,000 mortals, which vanished into nothingness at that moment.

Feng Daochen's head drooped, his whole body like an empty shell, slumped among the rubble and dust. His thin fingers curled slightly, and his loose skin was covered with age spots and scars. The mountain wind blew, making his sparse white hair messy.

Gu Changyuan withdrew his right hand and slowly stood up.

In his mind, seven hundred years passed like a vast, surging river, flowing endlessly. Feng Daochen's cultivation insights, Feng Daochen's combat experience, Feng Daochen's understanding of various secrets of Tianyuan Jiuzhou, Feng Daochen's mastery of the affairs of Huangtian Sect, and Feng Daochen's method of refining and controlling the Four Pillars of Hun Tian—all of these were integrated into Gu Changyuan's soul.

A massive amount of information surged and settled in Gu Changyuan's consciousness, expanding his understanding by a whole new level.

Gu Changyuan swayed slightly, rubbed his forehead, and closed his eyes.

His soul was expanding and trembling, directly devouring the primordial spirit of a Great True Person. Even though the other party was already exhausted, it was not a good experience for him.

With each breath, countless fragments of memories exploded in Gu Changyuan's consciousness. Each explosion carried with it the joys and sorrows, loves and hates, successes and failures of Feng Daochen over seven hundred years. These emotions, which did not belong to him, churned in his soul, trying to shatter and devour Gu Changyuan's original will.

Gu Changyuan took a deep breath and slowly digested everything with the help of the Reincarnation Wheel. He opened his eyes and looked at the four pillars of the universe standing tall in all directions.

After losing Feng Daochen's control, the four giant pillars gradually dimmed their light and returned to their ancient and silent appearance, but the faint spiritual light flowing on their bodies still indicated their extraordinary nature.

The Azure Dragon on the Azure Dragon Pillar coils with its eyes closed, the Vermilion Bird on the Vermilion Bird Pillar folds its wings and pretends to sleep, the White Tiger on the White Tiger Pillar lies like a cat, and the Tortoise and Snake on the Black Tortoise Pillar are coiled and motionless.

Looking at the four pillars of heaven, Gu Changyuan smiled and said, "It's finally my turn."

Holding the Shengxie Sword, Gu Changyuan sat cross-legged in front of Feng Daochen with his eyes closed.

Soon, two violent auras rose from below, one white and one black, like two sharp blades tearing through the sky and landing on the ruins of the mountain peak.

Xuan Mobai and Qin Youwei appeared before Gu Changyuan, their robes stained with the marks of battle, their auras fluctuating.

The two looked at Feng Daochen, who was now lifeless, with disbelief on their faces.

Qin Youwei swayed slightly, her lips moved a few times, but she didn't say anything.

Xuan Mobai stepped forward, squatted down, and reached out to feel Feng Daochen's pulse. His fingertips touched the withered and cold wrist, and Xuan Mobai's fingers paused slightly before falling silent.

After a moment, Xuan Mobai slowly stood up and shook his head.

His gaze fell on Gu Changyuan, and Xuan Mobai's voice was as cold and sharp as a knife.

"How did the sect leader die?"

Holding the Shengxie Sword, Gu Changyuan slowly rose to his feet, met Xuan Mobai's gaze, and remained calm.

"The sect leader unleashed a divine power, causing his energy to surge and defeat Zhang Zihe and a man in black, who then exhausted their life force."

Hearing Gu Changyuan's words, Xuan Mobai's eyes flashed with killing intent, his ten fingers clenched tightly, and his knuckles made a creaking sound.

The light fell on the Shengxie Sword in Gu Changyuan's hand, and Xuan Mobai spoke: "Give me the Shengxie Sword."

Gu Changyuan gripped the Shengxie Sword, looked at Xuan Mobai, smiled, and shook his head.

"Before the sect leader passed away, he had already passed the position to me. This Victory Sword is the sect leader's token, so I cannot give it to you."

"Insolence!" Xuan Mobai shouted coldly, his voice like thunder, sending shards of stone flying. "Nonsense!"

Qin Youwei also stepped forward, her brows furrowed. She took a deep breath, suppressing the grief and turmoil in her heart, and tried her best to keep her voice steady.

"Hand over the sword. This is the sect leader's token and should be given to Senior Brother Xuan. As an inner disciple, carrying this sword will only bring trouble upon yourself."

Gu Changyuan looked at Qin Youwei and shook his head.

"Why don't you believe I'm the new sect leader? Is it because of my cultivation level?"

Xuan Mobai remained silent, watching Gu Changyuan's expression gradually turn cold. His aura surged forth like a tidal wave, pressing down so hard that the air itself trembled.

Qin Youwei said no more, stepped forward, and reached out to take the Shengxie Sword directly from Gu Changyuan's hand.

A flash of cold light.

The Victory Sword was pointed at Qin Youwei, its tip less than a foot from her throat. The light on the sword was still dim, but its sharpness made Qin Youwei stop in her tracks.