Chapter 732: Exposure

"Impossible. Where is the token? I clearly saw him put it into the storage pouch." A moment later, the person whispered.

Then, unwilling to give up, he dumped the contents of the storage pouch in his hand onto the ground.

A patch of white mist sprayed out from the pouch, and a pile of low-quality magic tools and a few low-tier spirit stones appeared on the ground.

Once he saw the items on the ground clearly, the person's complexion turned deathly pale. Green light suddenly rose on his body, and without a word, he transformed into a streak of light and fled toward the hall entrance.

A long sigh echoed in the hall, and then silver light flashed on the four walls. Layer after layer of silver light curtains appeared like waves, forming a huge light barrier that trapped the person inside.

The person snorted coldly, his escape light showing no intention of stopping. Instead, he patted a pouch at his waist, and a pitch-black, pangolin-like spirit beast flew out, slamming head-on into the barrier in front.

With a muffled "bang," the silver barrier didn't even shake, rebounding the spirit beast.

Seeing this, the person felt a chill in his heart, but then he gritted his teeth and spat out a blue flying fork. In an instant, the magic treasure and his escape light merged, transforming into a thick blue rainbow that ruthlessly struck the barrier.

Another muffled "rumble" sound came, and the blue light was unceremoniously rebounded several zhang away. After circling, it almost fell to the ground.

"Brother Gu, don't waste your effort. This hall is actually the center of the entire Huanglong Mountain formation and the place where the restrictions are strongest. Since you have fallen into this, don't think about getting out again." A faint voice echoed in the hall, extremely familiar, as if it were the voice of the bald-browed man.

"You really didn't die. The dead person just now was a flesh puppet, right? I had long heard that the Nine Nations Alliance has a mysterious cultivator who is good at refining flesh puppets that are exactly the same as the person themselves, making it impossible for others to distinguish the true from the false. I didn't expect this to be true." The brilliance in the blue barrier faded, revealing a figure. It was none other than Gu Gu Shuangpu of the Spirit Beast Sect.

He was pale, his eyes gloomy, but he still managed to maintain his composure.

"Brother Gu truly knows a lot about our Nine Nations Alliance, even knowing a thing or two about substitute puppets. That's right, what you destroyed just now was indeed a substitute I was manipulating. Even a Nascent Soul cultivator like you couldn't discover the difference. It shows that from the outside, it can indeed pass for the real thing."

White light flashed outside the hall, and the bald-browed man's figure was revealed. He looked at Gu Gu Shuangpu in the light barrier, then at the substitute that had turned into a pool of foul blood, and said indifferently.

"Hmph! What's the use of looking like the real thing! If it weren't for fear of making you suspicious, I wouldn't have dared to use my spiritual sense to carefully scan your substitute. A mere empty shell could deceive me. Moreover, I should have thought of it earlier. The Two-Tailed Emerald Snake I carefully cultivated for hundreds of years is certainly extremely poisonous, but it's impossible for it to easily destroy a Nascent Soul cultivator. I only intended to use this snake to severely injure you. I just thought I had underestimated the snake's toxicity after the first strike succeeded. It seems I was indeed a bit arrogant." Gu Gu Shuangpu said with a gloomy face, a trace of regret faintly appearing in his eyes.

"Hehe! I had someone refine this substitute on a whim. Naturally, I wouldn't really think such a dead thing could compare to an external incarnation. But just such a puppet managed to lure out a traitor like you who colluded with the Mu Lan people. It wasn't a waste of so many spirit stones." The big man surnamed Lu said, laughing instead of getting angry.

Gu Gu Shuangpu's face twitched, and he fell silent for a moment. But after a while, he asked coldly:

"Judging by your tone, you seem to have known I would come to find you and had prepared a substitute early on. Did you discover something wrong the moment I arrived at Fire Dragon Mountain?"

"That's not it. Why would I suspect an elder of the Spirit Beast Sect for no reason? I was just reminded by someone else. Originally, I was half-doubting this, but now I am certain. Fellow Daoist Han, Brother Ma, come out." The bald-browed man shook his head and shouted to the left and right.

Hearing this, Gu Gu Shuangpu could no longer maintain his gloom, his face changing drastically.

As a result, a figure appeared from the stone walls on both sides of the hall, flashing with yellow light. It was none other than the calm-looking Han Li and the solemn-looking old man surnamed Ma.

"I really didn't expect that you, Fellow Daoist Gu, would do such a thing. I don't know how many benefits the Mu Lan people promised you to make you so insane." The old man surnamed Ma looked heartbroken, his words full of regret.

"Hmph! Insane? I was originally a Mu Lan person, what's insane about that?" Gu Gu Shuangpu stared at the old man and retorted coldly.

"You are a Mu Lan person?" At this, the bald-browed man and the others were stunned, all feeling quite surprised.

"Of course. What benefits do you think could win over a Nascent Soul cultivator like me? You Tiannan cultivators don't know how scarce the cultivation resources are in our Mu Lan grasslands. Every year, I don't know how many low-tier spellcasters who could have advanced miss their best cultivation opportunities because they lack pills and spirit stones to assist them. They can only turn into a pile of bones after a hundred years. Why should you cultivators occupy such good places, while we spellcasters have to calculate the use of every single spirit stone? As long as we are given Tiannan's cultivation resources, our Mu Lan spellcaster population could double in less than a hundred years. With such strong strength, we could defeat the 'Tutu people's' immortal masters and dominate the entire Mu Lan grassland." Gu Gu Shuangpu said, a trace of madness flashing in his eyes.

Hearing Gu Gu Shuangpu's words, the bald-browed man and the others couldn't help but look at each other.

"Defeat the 'Tutu people'. How come what I heard is that your Mu Lan main force was defeated in the decisive battle against the Tutu people, and now more than half of the Mu Lan grassland has been occupied by the Tutu people? That's why you are making such a desperate gamble to plot against our Tiannan." Han Li suddenly spoke expressionlessly.

"You... how do you know about this?... You eavesdropped on the sound transmission between me and Master Le." Hearing Han Li's words, Gu Gu Shuangpu was startled at first, but then he thought of something. He immediately stared at Han Li with a ferocious face, looking as if he wanted to swallow him whole.

"It seems Brother Gu understands quickly. This cannot be blamed on me. Who told you and that hidden spellcaster to use sound transmission so unscrupulously in front of me? And my spiritual sense just happened to be a bit stronger than that of cultivators at the same stage. Your sound transmission words just happened to be heard by me, so I naturally reminded Brother Lu." Han Li's expression remained unchanged as he said calmly.

"Good, very good! One slip in a thousand! I have been lurking in Tiannan for so long, only to have such a slip-up right before the launch. I, Gu, have been defeated unfairly. But my spiritual sense is only a bit stronger than cultivators at the same stage? Hmph! You are too modest. Do you think the sound transmission secret art between me and that person is ordinary sound transmission? Aside from the powerful spiritual sense of a late-stage Nascent Soul cultivator, I don't know what other method could eavesdrop on our words without anyone knowing." Gu Gu Shuangpu stared fixedly at Han Li, his face gray, but he still retorted coldly, unwilling to give up.

"Late-stage Nascent Soul?" Hearing this, the old man surnamed Ma was shocked.

The bald-browed man was also startled, looking at Han Li in horror.

Han Li frowned. He hadn't expected this to inadvertently expose his powerful spiritual sense. But then his brows relaxed, and a non-committal expression appeared on his face, making it impossible for others to see through him.

This instead made the bald-browed man and the old man surnamed Ma somewhat suspicious.

After all, for an early-stage Nascent Soul cultivator to possess spiritual sense no less than that of a late-stage cultivator, this was too exaggerated no matter how one thought about it.

"Since you have admitted your identity as a spy, don't blame us for being ruthless. Although I, Lu, wanted to spare your life and hand you over to the Alliance's law enforcers, the great battle is imminent. We can only let you be destroyed in body and soul." The bald-browed man finally recovered from his shock at Han Li and turned his face, saying coldly to Gu Gu Shuangpu in the light barrier.

Afterward, without waiting for the other party to say anything more, he flipped his hand, and a silver, shining token appeared in his hand.

He held the token high and shook it lightly toward the light barrier.

With a "puchi" sound, a large patch of silver mist shot out, striking the barrier and disappearing.

Silver light flashed within the light barrier, and countless silver flowers appeared out of thin air, each one extremely beautiful, drifting down from top to bottom.

Gu Gu Shuangpu looked at these silver flowers as if he were seeing a poisonous scorpion, his expression extremely ugly. Without thinking, he patted his body several times, and several layers of light barriers appeared on him. At the same time, he pointed at the blue flying fork in front of him, which spun rapidly, escaped above his head, and transformed into a blue light curtain, blocking above him.

"Let's go. There is nothing left to see. Even if his cultivation is high, he cannot hold on in this restriction for long. Before long, he will be destroyed in body and soul by the lightning fire. Let's discuss the aftermath. Although this person is a spy for the Mu Lan people, he is after all an elder of the Spirit Beast Sect. We need to explain some things carefully to others in the Alliance. Otherwise, there might be some trouble." As the silver flowers exploded and filled the entire light barrier, the bald-browed man seemed to have no interest in watching further, turning to say solemnly to the other two.

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