With a blank expression, Yin Zhengfeng walked into the Xuantian Grand Hall, where the elders of the Holy Land had been waiting for a long time.
Upon seeing the Holy Master enter, everyone hurriedly stood up and bowed, but no one spoke, making the atmosphere in the hall somewhat silent.
"Have you found anything out?"
Yin Zhengfeng sat on the main seat, casually picked up a teacup, and asked.
"Uh... still investigating," an elder replied with an embarrassed expression.
Yin Zhengfeng coldly snorted, like a thunderclap exploding in everyone's minds, causing all the elders present to turn pale.
"The Fan Demons in the Holy Land have been purged, but there are still demonic and evil cultivators lurking that can't be eliminated no matter how hard we try. Could it be that this demonic and evil cultivator in the Holy Land is hiding among you?"
As soon as these words came out, the Holy Land elders immediately panicked, each saying they were innocent, and some even made oaths on the spot to show their loyalty.
Since the Fan Demon incident, the Xuantian Holy Land had begun to purge the Fan Demons within the Holy Land.
According to Holy Master Yin Zhengfeng's plan, after purging the Fan Demons, they would demand an explanation from Taiping City. After all, several conflicts had occurred between Taiping City and the Xuantian Holy Land. If they didn't display the Holy Land's due prestige, they would be laughed at by the outside world.
However, Yin Zhengfeng didn't expect that after the Xuantian Holy Land had finally purged the hidden Fan Demons, they discovered that there were still demonic and evil cultivators lurking in the Holy Land!
As a disciple of the Xuantian Holy Land, they were actually practicing evil arts!
This was simply a mockery and humiliation.
If the outside world found out, what would they think?
They would definitely think that the Xuantian Holy Land's inheritance was inferior to the demonic and evil cultivator's techniques; otherwise, why would the Holy Land's disciples abandon the Holy Land's inheritance to choose evil arts?
Thus, the plan to demand an explanation from Taiping City was postponed again.
The Xuantian Holy Land began to thoroughly investigate the demonic and evil cultivators within the Holy Land, but they never expected that the deeper the investigation went, the more frightening the results became.
They discovered that there was a core member spreading evil arts within the Holy Land!
The key was that Yin Zhengfeng had personally checked everyone and found no problems. It seemed that the person spreading the evil arts hadn't cultivated demonic and evil techniques themselves.
As the number of demonic and evil cultivator disciples in the Xuantian Holy Land gradually increased, the Holy Land's higher-ups became distraught and used all possible methods.
They even used soul-searching techniques, but the other party was even more cautious, setting up restrictions in the minds of the demonic and evil cultivator disciples. A soul search would cause their souls to scatter, leaving no chance at all.
"I don't want to hear your oaths. After so many years, even if there is no concrete evidence, you must have suspected targets."
"If I'm not mistaken, it's that person's identity that makes you afraid and suspicious, so you dare not reveal it, right?"
Yin Zhengfeng's deep gaze swept over all the elders present, and he had already discerned the answer from their eyes…
"Speak directly. No matter who it is, bring them to me directly, without any hesitation."
The elders exchanged glances upon hearing this, with complex thoughts emerging in their eyes.
After several eye exchanges, the most senior white-haired elder spoke in a deep voice: "The matter has been thoroughly investigated and is almost certain, but this person's identity is too special, so we dare not be certain. The key is that there is no evidence, but all the suspicious points point to him."
"He is Holy Master's personal disciple, one of the candidates for Holy Son, Zhang Cheng!"
"Through some clues and details inadvertently revealed by the disciples, we discovered that the disciples who practiced evil arts had secretly been in contact with Zhang Cheng."
"The most important point is that these disciples who practiced evil arts had all experienced setbacks and failures."
"We deduced that Zhang Cheng granted them the evil arts during their periods of emotional distress!"
As the words fell, the hall fell silent.
Yin Zhengfeng calmly took a sip of tea and fell into a long silence.
Every personal disciple was a top-tier genius of the Holy Land, a pillar of the Holy Land's future, and even had the possibility of becoming the Holy Master.
Zhang Cheng ranked towards the bottom among the personal disciples. His cultivation aptitude wasn't high, but he was able to overcome obstacles and reach the Transformation God stage because he had great luck.
However, in recent centuries, Zhang Cheng's luck seemed to have run out.
He hadn't encountered any great opportunities after years of training outside, so he returned to the Holy Land to cultivate in seclusion, and his cultivation began to steadily improve.
Everything seemed to be without any problems.
For cultivators like Zhang Cheng, whose opportunities had run out, were common in the cultivation world.
According to the steady speed of his secluded cultivation, he was expected to achieve the Void Refinement stage and become an elder of the Xuantian Holy Land in the future.
All the elders present had walked this path.
However, they never expected that Zhang Cheng, who had such a bright future, would choose to practice evil arts and even spread evil arts to harm the Holy Land's disciples!
"It seems that he accidentally obtained demonic and evil techniques during his training outside, and because his luck ran out, he was unwilling and ultimately embarked on the wrong path."
Yin Zhengfeng sighed: "Bring him over. I want to personally ask him what he's thinking."
Zhang Cheng, who was cultivating in seclusion in his cave, opened his eyes and calmly continued to meditate, showing no intention of moving.
His indifferent attitude made the elder raise his eyebrows, and his tone became stern and loud: "The Holy Master summons you, and you still don't move? Do you want this old man to personally invite you?"
Overwhelming true qi swept out from the hall, turning into a giant handprint that blotted out the sky, grabbing towards Zhang Cheng's cave.
Boom!
Just as the handprint was about to touch the cave, an even more powerful true qi erupted from within the cave, directly shattering the handprint into flowing, colorful light!
"What?!"
The white-haired elder revealed a look of astonishment. His handprint was actually blocked by Zhang Cheng?
Yin Zhengfeng and the others, who were silently paying attention to the situation in the cave, also had slightly stunned expressions when they saw this scene. According to Zhang Cheng's cultivation realm, it was impossible for him to block the white-haired elder's control.
Clearly, the one who attacked was someone else!
At this time, Zhang Cheng calmly stood up, stood with his hands behind his back, and said: "I have prepared myself. Everyone, take action!"
"We never planned to wait for you, but we are very happy that you can make up your mind."
A delicate female voice came, and then several figures appeared behind Zhang Cheng.
There was a charming woman with a graceful figure, an ugly old man carrying a Yin-Yang Treasure Tree, and a refined young scholar…
Everyone exuded a terrifying demonic and evil aura, as if a group of demons had descended upon the world!
Among them, the old man carrying the treasure tree slightly raised his hand, and the next moment, the entire cave exploded, shattering into dust that drifted in the sky.
If members of the Ancient Immortal Dao lineage were here, they would definitely recognize at first glance that this group of demonic and evil cultivators were none other than Liu Yuemei and others from the Xin Sheng Sect!
Liu Yuemei swayed her waist, gently placed her fair jade hand on Zhang Cheng's body, and said with a charming smile: "The formation has been set up. Next, enjoy the pleasure of a surge in cultivation. Do you want to say goodbye to the elders of the Xuantian Holy Land?"
Zhang Cheng calmly brushed away her hand and said lightly:
"There's no need. From this moment on, I am no longer Zhang Cheng, a personal disciple of the Xuantian Holy Land, but Cao Heng, an elder of the Xin Sheng Sect!"
