Chapter 112: Chapter 112: Divine Fist Sect

    "Boom!"

    With a single punch, he smashed a bandit''s skull, and the remaining bandits immediately scattered like scared animals.

    Seeing this, Gu Peng did not pursue to completely annihilate them, and let them escape.

    "In these chaotic times, it''s hard for ordinary people to survive!"

    The Outer Hall Master sighed.

    He originally thought the situation in Guangyang Prefecture was chaotic enough. But only when he truly left Guangyang Prefecture did he realize that compared to the outside world, Guangyang Prefecture could actually be considered stable.

    There were natural disasters and man-made calamities, but at least most people could still eat and not be affected by the war.

    However—

    This was all temporary.

    When the rebel army arrived, Guangyang Prefecture would inevitably become like these places.

    Inside the carriage, Gu Qingfeng was indifferent.

    "Whether a dynasty rises or falls, the people suffer. The order of this world has long collapsed, and unless the problem is solved at its root, it doesn''t matter who rules; the outcome will be the same!"

    "Are you referring to magicians as the root problem the manor master mentioned?"

    Gu Peng''s expression stiffened, as if he had thought of something.

    "Yes, but not entirely so!"

    Gu Qingfeng first nodded, then shook his head.

    "Indeed, the existence of magicians is a significant problem, but this world has long been sick, terminally so. Only a thorough cleansing, scraping the bone to remove the poison, offers a chance for a complete cure!"

    He said no more.

    Talking more now was useless.

    To change this world, one needed enough power.

    After all.

    This world still respects the strong.

    The strong make the rules.

    Only then can the weak survive.

    Unfortunately, in this world where magicians are revered, those who have undergone the Evil Refining are not truly human in the strictest sense.

    Such beings regard ordinary people as livestock.

    This.

    Is the most significant problem.

    —

    The procession moved on.

    Before Gu Qingfeng lay a report about the Divine Fist Sect, which he had read dozens of times.

    The Divine Fist Sect has a long history, tracing back three thousand years, when a True Intent Master emerged.

    However.

    Three thousand years ago.

    The world was as chaotic as it is now.

    The Sect Master of the Divine Fist Sect stepped into the chaos, wishing to attain enlightenment through killing, and to explore the inscrutable Grandmaster Realm.

    Unfortunately.

    In the end, he failed and perished in a great calamity.

    However,

    looking at Gu Qingfeng standing before him with a calm demeanor, Gu Peng suppressed the little trepidation he felt in his heart.

    What of a Master.

    The one before him might not necessarily be unmanageable.

    With a wave of Gu Qingfeng''s sleeve, the scroll recording information about the Divine Fist Sect turned into ash.

    Afterwards,

    he closed his eyes to meditate, preparing for the upcoming battle.

    Seeing this,

    Gu Peng didn''t dare to disturb him and quietly left the carriage.

    ...

    Two days later,

    the advancing team halted.

    Gu Qingfeng''s tightly closed eyes opened, seeming to flash with a cold light but quickly grew calm again.

    "Reporting to Lord Gu, the Divine Fist Sect has arrived!"

    Outside the carriage, Gu Peng spoke respectfully.

    As his voice fell, the curtain was lifted and Gu Qingfeng descended from inside.

    In front of the carriage,

    stood the gate of the Divine Fist Sect.

    The strong members of the massive Divine Fist Sect had all appeared here, their expressions filled with solemnity as they looked toward the carriage.

    On this trip, Gu Qingfeng had made no attempt to conceal his tracks, making it difficult for the Divine Fist Sect to not notice him.

    The person leading them was none other than Zhong Yang, the current Deputy Sect Master of the Divine Fist Sect.

    Upon seeing Gu Qingfeng step down from the carriage, Zhong Yang''s pupils slightly contracted; then he spoke in a loud voice.

    "This is the Divine Fist Sect; what brings Lord Gu here today?"

    Upon hearing this,

    Gu Qingfeng did not reply but looked at the multitude of martial artists from the Divine Fist Sect before finally setting his gaze back on Zhong Yang.

    "The Sect Master of the Divine Fist Sect, Ji Zong, orchestrated the killing of the current manor master of the Gu Family Manor; the Divine Fist Sect ought to provide an explanation for this matter."

    His words,

    made Zhong Yang''s expression slightly unpleasant: "Our Sect Master of the Divine Fist Sect has already fallen by Lord Gu''s hand; this affair should have ended our grievances. What further explanation does Your Excellency require from the Divine Fist Sect?"

    "A mere Ji Zong dares not be compared with my son; if Ji Zong dared to act, his death was deserved, but your Divine Fist Sect must also pay a price!"

    Gu Qingfeng sneered disdainfully, his words may sound calm but were filled with mockery to the ears of Zhong Yang and the others.

    Immediately,

    Zhong Yang became enraged.

    "Lord Gu, you are acting rather overbearing!"

    "Do you truly believe that my Divine Fist Sect has no one?"

    Hearing these words, Gu Qingfeng suddenly laughed.

    "Overbearing? So what if I am? Since you are unwilling to give an explanation, then the Divine Fist Sect need not exist anymore."

    Saying this,

    Gu Qingfeng''s expression turned ice cold as he waved his hand.

    "Kill!"