Chapter 152: Hundred-Faced Demon Lord
"Brother, what do you think of his proposal?" said the leader of Tianjian Sect.

It has to be said that before his death, the Southern Sect Leader made a good suggestion. He wanted to plant the Tianjian Sect's spies in the Pingtian Sect.

This made the sect leader excited. After all, the lesson of Chen Lang was here. No, it should be said that the benefits were here.

I helped the sect get rid of a big threat. Today's trip was very profitable.

There are many big families in the Lianhua Mountain area. If we kill these people, we can collect taxes as usual in the future.

Zhong Haoran thought for a moment and said, "I don't trust the people of Pingtian Sect."

"Haha, I see you are quite confident in your disciple, brother, why are you becoming unreasonable?" The Tianjian Sect Master laughed, "Are you afraid that he will turn around and become a double agent?"

"Elder Zhong is wrong."

The Southern Sect Leader tried to speak calmly, “Over the years, although I have been the leader of the Southern Sect, I have never done anything out of line. I have always discussed everything with the other families, thus avoiding disasters within the families.

I don't want to take credit for this, I just don't want to offend the other families. The Pingtian Sect has been too murderous in recent years and has done very little to cultivate young people. I don't know if this is the Queen's negligence towards the sect or she did it on purpose, but the collapse of the Pingtian Sect is foreseeable.

I don't need to go against the will of the world, I just want to bear less responsibility when the Pingtian Sect is destroyed."

He was very frank and told the leader of Tianjian Sect about his plans and ideas over the years without hiding anything. It was precisely because of this that he moved the leader of Tianjian Sect.

But no matter what was said, Zhong Haoran never nodded in agreement.

Suddenly, he seemed to understand, and said in a very repentant tone:
"It was indeed my fault that Chen Lang was caught by me. If I could do it again, I would definitely not do it that way."

"Also, the mark that the Lord of Ten Thousand Souls cast on him was automatically removed when he succeeded in his bid for the position of leader. He is now a free man and his life is safe."

"I can apologize to him if you want."

"Or you may have any other request."

The Southern Sect Leader was calm, he had long been disappointed with the Pingtian Sect, so he did not need to make a psychological change and had no psychological burden. He had also rehearsed his future and knew that there would be a disaster in the future, but he did not expect it to come so soon.

If I kill him today, it means he deserves it. If I don't kill him, it means my fate has not yet ended.

"Row."

Zhong Haoran nodded and said no more.

The Southern Cult Leader smiled, and felt that the world was a little brighter.

"Don't be happy too soon." The leader of Tianjian Sect took out a pill and threw it to the leader of Nanfang Sect.

The Southern Sect Leader took a look at it and ate it without waiting for him to say anything.

"This is bone-eroding. Well, just eat it."

The leader of the Heavenly Sword Sect said, "Don't think that only the Lord of Ten Thousand Souls has such means. I also learned some evil arts in the past, and I am not inferior to him. If you act as your internal support, I can also make things easier for you.

If you have second thoughts, no one can protect you, not even the Lord of All Souls."

"Thank you." The Southern Leader bowed.

Suddenly, a stream of true energy came rushing towards him.

With a bang, the Southern Sect Leader flew backwards, splitting a forest and landing in a distant valley, leaving a trail of blood.

"The Lotus Sect has been destroyed, and you are the only one left. Whether you can pass the test of the Pingtian Sect depends on your ability to make up lies." Zhong Haoran put away the brush.

"You seem to be involving some personal grudges here." The leader of the Tianjian Sect smiled.

……

Zhong Haoran and the leader of Tianjian Sect are back.

The leader of Tianjian Sect pulled with his hand, and several figures appeared, kneeling on the ground, with a weak breath, and it was obvious that they were also sealed.

"Why did you take so long?" asked Elder Shi.

This side has also been cleared and all the disciples have been sent back. Lu Ming's cultivation is too low, so he was assigned to clean up the battlefield.

"I got an informant." The Tianjian Sect Master briefly explained the matter, then glanced behind him casually, "You guys can deal with these people yourselves."

There were not many people left alive, including Eagle, Lord Black Sparrow, and two soul masters, all kneeling on the ground with their heads down, their bodies covered in blood and emitting a foul smell. "Sorry to bother Elder Si." Zhou Tianzheng said.

Granny Si stepped forward, her eyes gleaming with divine light, while Zhou Tian was questioning her for a confession.

The two soul masters were straightforward and said everything they needed to say, but unfortunately, they knew too little to be of much use.

Although Lord Black Sparrow's mind was read, he didn't say a word.

"Chen Lang, he seems to hate you very much." Granny Si smiled faintly.

Chen Lang stepped forward and glanced at Lord Black Sparrow, "What? You have something to say? I took your position as the leader, are you dissatisfied?"

"You were able to act so well and fool everyone. I have to admire you."

Lord Black Sparrow said, "But those families won't care whether you are acting or not. You think you are abandoning darkness and joining the light, but in fact you are just moving to a dirty and filthy place. You will regret it."

Click.

Zhou Tianzheng killed him with one knife.

"next."

When it was Lord Ying's turn, Zhou Tianzheng and Granny Si were both surprised.

Because Lord Eagle was dead, and had been dead for a long time, when he took off his mask, his face was covered with maggots, which were crawling out of his eye sockets.

It turned out that the stench was coming from him.

"What's going on? You arrested people and dug up graves and opened coffins?" Zhou Tianzheng put the man down and frowned.

Zhong Haoran said: "It was like this when we caught him."

"Fake body? Escape?" Zhou Tianzheng frowned.

Even though they were just a bunch of small fry, it would still be uncomfortable to let a few of them go.

"No, he is him. The Southern Sect Leader has recognized him as his subordinate." Zhong Haoran said.

“Then what is this?” Zhou Tianzheng didn’t understand. If it was correct, why would he look like he had been dead for a long time?

Those who often collect corpses know that a dead person cannot rot so quickly. If he had died a long time ago, then who was alive before that?
The corpse-controlling technique and puppet-refining technique can indeed disguise and control corpses, but it would be even more strange if a mere means of foundation-building cultivation could be hidden from their eyes.

"Could it be the Hundred-Faced Demon Lord?"

Granny Si suddenly thought of something; this situation seemed familiar.

"The Hundred-Faced Demon Lord?" Zhou Tian was thinking, "That's possible."

"Who is that?" Chen Lang asked.

He stared at Lord Eagle's corpse. He had always thought that there were experts among the crowd, and he had also suspected this eagle-faced man. Now, he saw that there was indeed something wrong.

"A pretender."

Zhong Haoran explained: "I am very good at using dead bodies to replace dead people and do things in their identities.

In other words, this person had actually died a long time ago, but was replaced by the Hundred-Faced Demon Lord, who disguised him as his original identity.

His true cultivation level should be at the Jindan stage, but the details are unknown."

"What's the point?" Chen Lang pondered.

"Everyone has his or her own way of practicing Taoism." This was the only explanation Zhong Haoran could give.

Chen Lang nodded and asked no more questions.

At this time, a voice came, "Where is this person? Why is he not being dealt with?"

The person who spoke was Lu Ming, his voice was cold, and next to him was Lu Youzhi, whose eyes were fixed on Chen Lang.

(End of this chapter)