After Gu Hang put everyone down, the more than two hundred members of the Spiritual Energy Cult had different thoughts.
The exchange has ended.
It ended much faster than I imagined.
Some people are heartbroken, like Margaret.
Her assessment of Gu Hang's strength was probably only S+, and the battle reports from the front lines were all exaggerated and fabricated fantasies that had been completely shattered.
The reality that she least dared to believe, and was unwilling to believe, that Gu Hang was a controllable Alpha-level psionicist, was presented to her in the most blatant way.
At the same time, she could clearly sense that in the Spiritual Energy Cult, a place centered on extraordinary power, Gu Hang's display of powerful spiritual energy was a huge advantage. This alone was enough to attract many mentors to follow him wholeheartedly.
Not to mention, there's also the backing of local authorities.
It's no secret in Holy Terra how wealthy Governor Gu is. His promise to the tax department of 13 trillion in taxes over ten years truly astonished many.
Is the alliance so developed and wealthy?
Are the many stories circulating on Holy Terra about the Alliance being like a utopia, a wonderful world, all true?
For the Psionic Order, 13 trillion is a lot. Even a tiny bit of it slipping through their fingers would be enough for everyone to live a very comfortable life.
Unfortunately, according to the usual practice of the Holy Terra government, they won't get much money in a year.
But if Gu Hang were to become the leader, it would be like skipping over Holy Terra and directly contacting the wealthy.
Can we go without food for our own people?
They have both power and money...
After this comparison, even though many people secretly guessed that Dou Zhao's foolish proposal was actually Gu Hang's idea, they couldn't object to it now.
What chance is there to turn things around?
There's none left.
"Oh well, didn't we already plan to leave the Psionic Cult anyway? It's all the same."
While some people are feeling down, others are naturally happy.
Ni Xun was, of course, one of those who had just been beaten up, but after the initial shock came a pleasant surprise. He had heard some rather alarming things from his teacher, something about a 'new prime minister'—how utterly treasonous!
But now, having personally experienced Gu Hang's power, he dared not say that this was the new prime minister, but at least it was incomparably powerful, a force of nature. In his perception, Gu Hang was like a towering, insurmountable peak, emanating a vast and boundless spiritual energy.
He seemed to see the dawn of a new era of glory for the Psionic Order.
His gaze met Gu Hang's, and he seemed about to say something, but Gu Hang spoke first:
"Gentlemen, although today's exchange was rushed, I feel there is still more to discuss. I propose that the psionicists of the Psionic Order have another exchange with me. This time, form a psionic array and be fully prepared."
His voice was calm and steady, yet it was like a boulder thrown into a calm lake, instantly creating ripples.
The psionicists fell silent.
No one was injured during the 'exchange' just now; Gu Hang's strong control ensured this.
Everyone fully appreciated Gu Hang's strength.
But... forming a psionic array? That would greatly increase their strength, something that's only done during starship battles.
However, having learned from the previous lessons, no one dared to be careless.
Dou Zhao and Ni Xun didn't say much and simply agreed.
With those two taking the lead, no one else could say anything.
I'm truly sorry that I couldn't satisfy Lord Gu Hang's interest just now.
Now, it would be good to use all our strength, or even be in a completely advantageous position, to have another "exchange" with Gu Hang.
He also wanted to see if he could reach Gu Hang's limit.
Margaret's downcast eyes snapped open, a flash of anger crossing them.
So arrogant, huh?
So what if there are more than two hundred top-tier psionicists forming an array, and they are controllable Alpha-level?
Then it's not a matter of technique.
Just now, Gu Hang was able to defeat them one by one using his super-strong spiritual power and controllable methods.
However, facing an array is like facing the same person.
Its sheer size alone could crush an Alpha-level psionicist!
Arrogant? Then I'll teach you a lesson you won't forget!
Although this might not change the overall situation, she felt that it would be good to vent her anger.
Forming a square formation, their spiritual energy intertwined and amplified, unleashing a power exceeding the sum of its individual components. This would surely break through Gu Hang's seemingly impenetrable defense, allowing him to experience the profound strength and dignity of the Spiritual Energy Cultivation Association.
When the psionic array confronted Gu Hang once more, the atmosphere was so tense it felt as if the air itself had solidified. The psionicists used their abilities to gather their psionic energy together, causing the array to flash with light, and energy fluctuations surged towards Gu Hang like a raging tide. The light was multicolored, intertwining and swirling to form a massive energy vortex, from which came faint, low rumbling sounds, as if a colossal beast was roaring from the warp.
It has been a long time since there has been such a gathering of spiritual energy on Holy Terra. Even in the highest-level communication area of the monastic community, the surrounding curtains are already flashing red.
But the psychics had no time to spare. Under Dou Zhao's leadership, the psychics of the sect launched the first attack on Gu Hang.
Gu Hang remained calm and composed. He slowly raised his hands, and the surrounding space began to distort and deform, with tiny arcs of electricity leaping around him. At first, these arcs moved around him like nimble sprites. But as the attacks from the psionic array intensified, the number of arcs increased dramatically. They merged and converged, gradually forming a shimmering electric grid. Current surged within the grid, crackling and popping, like a swarm of angry wasps repelling an external attack.
The Spiritual Cultivation Society has some foundation; at this level, Gu Hang has shown some real skills.
Unlike before, when it was just a joke.
The two sides were deadlocked, and for a moment, the entire arena was enveloped in the glow of psionic energy.
But that's where it ends.
Suddenly, Gu Hang looked up and roared to the sky. The weather changed drastically, and dark clouds gathered rapidly like a black, raging tide.
Lightning flashed and thunder roared, the flickering electric lights seeming like pairs of eyes peering down on the human world.
In an instant, a bolt of lightning as thick as a giant dragon snaked down from the depths of the clouds. The lightning flashed with a dazzling purple-white light, like a peerless divine weapon, and rushed straight toward the psionic array.
Under the impact of the thunder, the light of the psionic array shattered instantly, like a fragile eggshell!
The psionicists were thrown about by the powerful impact, some even turning pale and their heads buzzing.
This time, Gu Hang no longer cared about so much. He unleashed his power without restraint, even if it caused some minor injuries, it wouldn't be a big deal.
The level of confusion without being too taxing is just right.
The lightning bolt that shattered the formation did not dissipate; instead, it formed a shimmering pool of lightning behind Gu Hang.
Arcs of electricity flickered and leaped within the Thunder Pool. In a trance, the psionicists present seemed to see a world made of lightning floating behind Gu Hang. Although Gu Hang was only the size of a mortal, within the Thunder Kingdom, he was like a god, seemingly omnipresent throughout the entire kingdom.
It was only at this moment, when the psionicists had recovered their senses, that they realized with astonishment that the shielding barrier around the communication area had shattered.
On the horizon, hundreds of golden rays of light were rushing towards them like lightning.
The Imperial Guards were also alerted.