"Sect Leader, why bother talking so much with such a person? Just kill him." Soul-Calling Poisonous Marshal Dong WuMing said indifferently in front of Li Lin.

"Elder, you are not yet an elder of the Flying Spirit Gate. This is our private affair, what does it have to do with you? Are you trying to bully our Flying Spirit Gate?" Huang HaiBo stared at Dong WuMing, his eyes filled with intention, glancing at Zhou YuHou and Zheng Ying behind him, then slowly retreating a few steps.

"XinTong, tell me quickly, what do you know?" Elder Zheng Ying approached Li XinTong and asked her after looking at everyone.

"Uncle Zheng, Brother Liu Tao and Brother Zhao Qing chased and tried to kill Granny Lan and me. Granny Lan was killed by them. Brother saved me and Granny Lan asked him to take care of me. I begged Brother to help me avenge, so he came to the Flying Spirit Gate," Li XinTong told Zheng Ying.

"Second Senior Brother, XinTong wouldn't lie, what exactly is going on? I've long suspected you. Why did you kill our Senior Brother? Is it just for the Sect Leader's seal?" Zheng Ying stood up and stared at Huang HaiBo. She believed Li XinTong's words; a ten-year-old girl, whose father had died, would definitely not lie. Moreover, she had long suspected Huang HaiBo's involvement in the death of the Sect Leader.

"Fourth Junior Sister, what do you mean by this? Do you believe an outsider over me?" Huang HaiBo's face twitched several times, glaring coldly at Li Lin.

"Second Senior Brother, did you really kill the Sect Leader?" Zhou YuHou was also surprised, looking at Huang HaiBo in amazement.

Li Lin was stunned, wondering if Li Qing wasn't killed by Huang HaiBo and Zhou YuHou together.

"Second Senior Brother, what exactly is going on? Tell us clearly today," Zheng Ying demanded angrily.

"Fine, fine..." Huang HaiBo glanced at everyone, then said, "If you all suspect me, then I'll leave. From now on, I have nothing to do with the Flying Spirit Gate."

After speaking, Huang HaiBo intended to leave, but Li Lin's expression darkened, blocking Huang HaiBo's path, "Huang HaiBo, you killed the previous Sect Leader and now you want to leave?"

Seeing Li Lin blocking his way, realizing that all his plans were ruined by this young man, Huang HaiBo finally couldn't hold back, forgetting the presence of the mysterious strong figure beside Li Lin, and angrily said, "Kid, you've ruined my plans. Hand over the Sect Leader's seal."

As his voice fell, Huang HaiBo's true qi vibrated, a blue qi wave surged out, creating ripples in the space around him, a violent force wreaking havoc, and a blue claw imprint suddenly condensed above, crashing down on Li Lin like thunder.

"Courting death," a cold voice rang out, and a powerful aura spread.

"Dong, leave him alive, I still need him," Li Lin smiled slightly, confident now. With the Old Poisoner beside him, Huang HaiBo, though a second-level Martial Soul, was merely an ant in the hands of the Old Poisoner.

In an instant, before Huang HaiBo's attack reached Li Lin, a black-robed figure appeared, engulfing the space in a dense, foul-smelling black fog. The claw imprint, upon meeting this sinister fog, instantly corroded into smoke.

"Merely a clown jumping on the beam. If it were my heyday, a single thought could turn you to ashes. Even now, a flick of a finger can kill you," the cold voice of Soul-Calling Poisonous Marshal Dong WuMing said, as the black fog whistled, unleashing wild energy that caused the ground around to crack.

In the dense, foul fog, a beast-like energy form, resembling neither tiger nor wolf, roared and crashed onto Huang HaiBo, its immense power tearing through the air with a piercing sound.

"Crack, crack..." Huang HaiBo's hastily arranged protective circle instantly cracked, and under the impact of the enormous energy, Huang HaiBo's body was directly blasted away.

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"Boom, boom..." A loud explosion resounded in mid-air, echoing suddenly through the mountains of the Flying Spirit Gate. Blood mixed with broken organs spewed from Huang HaiBo's mouth, his face turning pale. The attack had destroyed his internal organs.

"Ask him whatever you want to ask, or he'll be dead soon," Soul-Calling Poisonous Marshal Dong WuMing indifferently said to Li Lin, as if killing a Martial Soul practitioner was nothing significant, almost as if he hadn't been the one to do it.

"No need for him to say anything, I will know it myself," Li Lin smiled slightly, approaching Huang HaiBo, a chill spreading around.

"What are you trying to do..." Seeing Li Lin approaching, Huang HaiBo was unable to move, his eyes filled with despair.

"You'll know soon enough." Li Lin said coolly, his hand moving to form a claw imprint on Huang HaiBo's head, utilizing a spirit-searching technique, ensuring he wouldn't have to worry about the other party lying.

Huang HaiBo tried to escape, but he couldn't move at all. He felt an external force entering his mind, but he was extremely weak and couldn't resist.

"Uh..." Soul-Calling Poisonous Marshal Dong WuMing watched Li Lin's technique, his expression showing great surprise, as if he had realized something, then became filled with confusion.

Zhou YuHou's face twitched as if he wanted to say something, but seeing the Soul-Calling Poisonous Marshal by Li Lin's side, he swallowed his words.

The crowd was silent, even the remaining three disciples of Huang HaiBo dared not speak.

After a moment, Huang HaiBo on the ground had become a corpse. As for the true qi in his body, Li Lin dared not absorb it. Firstly, Huang HaiBo had been killed by the Old Poisoner, and his body was full of toxins. Secondly, the true qi of a Martial Soul practitioner was too immense for Li Lin to absorb at the moment.

Li Lin withdrew his hand and took a spatial bag from Huang HaiBo's body. He was surprised by what he had learned from Huang HaiBo's mind. He had originally thought that Li Qing was killed by Huang HaiBo and Zhou YuHou, but it turned out to be a collaboration between Huang HaiBo and someone from the Rakshasa Sect.

Zhou YuHou was actually unaware of this. He only wanted to open the sect's secret chamber, and Li Qing's death had nothing to do with him.

"Fellow disciples, Huang HaiBo plotted against the previous Sect Leader and has now been executed. The previous Sect Leader can rest in peace now," Li Lin said, turning back to the crowd.

The crowd was silent. The people from the Black Sword Sect, who had just surrendered to the Flying Spirit Gate, did not expect to encounter such turmoil and remained silent.

"Thank you, Sect Leader, for avenging our master," Zhang MingTao knelt in front of Li Lin to express gratitude, knowing that without Li Lin, he would have had no chance for revenge.

"I am not a disciple of the Flying Spirit Gate, and now I don't know who to give this Sect Leader's seal to?" Li Lin helped Zhang MingTao up and then looked at the people of the Flying Spirit Gate.

"Elder Zhou, I'll give you the Sect Leader's seal," Li Lin said, looking at everyone. Seeing no response, he handed the seal to Zhou YuHou.

At this moment, Zhou YuHou dared not accept the seal. He feared it was a test. He was unaware of Huang HaiBo's assassination of the Sect Leader and only wanted to loot the sect's secret chamber. Now that Li Lin had resolved the Black Sword Sect issue and killed Huang HaiBo, accepting the seal would be like accepting a death sentence.

"The Flying Spirit Gate has its rules; whoever holds the Sect Leader's seal is the Sect Leader. Besides, the Sect Leader has avenged the previous Sect Leader, so the seal naturally belongs to the Sect Leader," Zhou YuHou said, his face twitching. After weighing his options, he respectfully saluted, "Zhou YuHou greets the Sect Leader."

"You flatter me, Elder Zhou," Li Lin subtly helped Zhou YuHou up, thinking that Zhou YuHou was truly a cunning fox, seizing the opportunity to submit to him. If Zhou had dared to accept the seal, Li Lin would have had to find an excuse, even falsely implicating him in Li Qing's murder, to remove this obstacle.

"Elder Zheng, the Sect Leader's seal should go to you," Li Lin then approached Zheng Ying.

"You have the Sect Leader's seal, so you are the Sect Leader of the Flying Spirit Gate. I hope that you can lead the Flying Spirit Gate to rise again in the ancient domain," Zheng Ying said to Li Lin. She had seen everything that day; although the youth was young, his actions were decisive and astute, making him a good candidate for Sect Leader, especially now when no one else in the Flying Spirit Gate could take the position. Without Li Lin and the strong figure, who could control the newly surrendered members of the Black Sword Sect?

"We vow to follow the Sect Leader to death," the three newly surrendered elders of the Black Sword Sect looked at each other and quickly knelt down. Although controlled by the mysterious strong figure, they clearly saw that the young man was the true master, the one controlling their fate. At this moment, they naturally saw the opportunity to pledge their loyalty, helping to legitimize the Sect Leader's position, potentially becoming the Sect Leader's trusted followers.

Li Lin looked at the three former elders of the Black Sword Sect with satisfaction. They were smart and cunning, potentially useful for the future of the Flying Spirit Gate.

"We vow to follow the Sect Leader to death," the disciples of the Black Sword Sect knelt down again.