Starting from the Planetary Governor - Chapter 1301 - 737: Even the Imperial Guard Was Alarmed
When everyone had been put down by Gu Hang, the more than two hundred members of the Psychic Cultivator’s Association had mixed feelings.
The exchange was over.
It ended countless times faster than imagined.
Some felt hopeless, like Margaret.
Her belief that Gu Hang’s strength might only be a strong S+ and that the battle reports from the front line were just exaggerated fantasies, had completely shattered.
The reality she dared not, and did not want to believe, that Gu Hang is a controllable Alpha-level Psychic, had appeared before her in the most stark manner.
At the same time, she could clearly feel that in the Psychic Cultivator’s Association, which centers around extraordinary power, the strong spiritual power displayed by Gu Hang was a huge advantage. Just this ability alone could firmly attract many mentors to follow him loyally.
Not to mention, the support of local power.
It was no secret in Holy Terra how wealthy Mr. Gu is. Promising the Department of Taxation thirteen trillion in taxes over ten years was truly shocking to many.
Is the Alliance really that developed and wealthy?
Could it be that the many tales on Holy Terra about the Alliance being a utopia, a beautiful world, were true?
For the Psychic Cultivator’s Association, thirteen trillion, a little leaking from their fingers would be enough for everyone to live lavishly.
Unfortunately, according to the usual practice of the Holy Terra Government, they wouldn’t be able to split much of it in a year.
But if Gu Hang were in charge, it would bypass Holy Terra altogether, directly contacting the wealthy elite.
Wouldn’t that reduce their own share?
Both power and money…
After such a comparison, even if many privately guessed that Dou Zhao’s foolish proposal was actually Gu Hang’s will, they couldn’t easily oppose it.
What chances are there for a reversal?
There were none.
“Forget it, after all, wasn’t I already planning to take people and leave the Psychic Cultivator’s Association? It’s just like that.”
Besides someone feeling gloomy, others were naturally happy.
Ni Xun, too, had just been part of the beating, but after the shock came surprise. He had heard some appalling claims from his teacher, something about a ‘new prime minister,’ which seemed highly rebellious.
But now, after personally experiencing Gu Hang’s power, he dared not call him the new prime minister, at least he is incomparably powerful, like a seismic shift. In his perception, Gu Hang was like a towering, insurmountable peak, the spiritual energy he emitted vast and boundless.
It was as if he saw the dawn of a new glory for the Psychic Cultivator’s Association.
His passionate gaze met Gu Hang’s, wanting to say something, but Gu Hang spoke first:
“Ladies and gentlemen, though today’s exchange was rushed, I feel there is still more to be said. I propose that the Spirit Masters of the Psychic Cultivator’s Association engage with me once more. This time, form a spiritual array and prepare thoroughly.”
His voice was calm yet steady, like a boulder thrown into a tranquil lake, instantly stirring up waves.
The Spirit Masters were silent.
During the previous ‘exchange’, no one was injured, Gu Hang’s strong control ensured that.
Everyone had fully experienced Gu Hang’s might.
But… forming a spiritual array? Their strength would increase significantly, moves reserved for confrontations between Starships.
Yet, having learned from earlier, no one dared to be careless.
Dou Zhao and Ni Xun chose to agree without much to say.
With the two of them leading, others had no objections.
Apologies to Mr. Gu for not having had enough fun just now.
This time, bring out all their strength, and even when completely dominant, engaging with Gu Hang once again could be quite nice.
He also wanted to see if he could probe Gu Hang’s limits this way.
Margaret’s originally downcast eyes suddenly lifted, a flash of anger in them.
So arrogant, aren’t you?
Two hundred top-notch Psychics forming an array, so what if you’re a controllable Alpha-level?
It’s not a matter of skill.
Previously, Gu Hang could break them one by one with overwhelming spiritual power and controlled means.
But facing an array would be like facing a single entity.
By sheer volume, they could crush an Alpha-level Psychic!
Arrogant? Then let me teach you a big lesson!
Though it might not change the overall situation, she felt it could at least vent her frustration.
Forming an array, the spiritual powers blend and synergize to unleash a power greater than the sum of their parts. It must break through Gu Hang’s seemingly impenetrable defense, letting him feel the foundation and dignity of the Psychic Cultivator’s Association.
When the spiritual array confronted Gu Hang once more, the atmosphere was so heavy it seemed to solidify the air. Spirit Masters applied their skills, concentrating their spiritual energy together. The array gleamed, and the energy fluctuated like turbulent tides surging toward Gu Hang. The radiance was multi-colored, intertwining and entangling to form a giant energy vortex, from which rumbling low rumbles emanated, as if a beast from Subspace was roaring.
Such a level of spiritual energy convergence hadn’t been seen on Holy Terra for a long time, even in the organization’s highest-level exchange arena, as the surrounding barriers flickered red.
But the Spirit Masters had no time to care. Under Dou Zhao’s leadership, this time, the organization’s Psychics launched the initial attack on Gu Hang.
Gu Hang, however, remained calm and composed, slowly raising his hands. The space around him began to twist and distort, tiny electric arcs dancing around him. At first, these arcs moved nimbly like spirits, joyfully skipping around him. But as the spiritual array’s attack grew more intense, the number of arcs rapidly increased, merging and converging to form a bright electric net. The currents surged within, crackling like a swarm of angry wasps resisting invasion.
The Psychic Cultivator’s Association indeed had some foundation, and at this level, Gu Hang was showing some real skills.
Not like before, just playing around.
The two sides stood in a stalemate, and for a moment, the entire venue was enveloped in the brilliance of spiritual energy.
But it stopped there.
Suddenly, Gu Hang let out a long howl toward the sky as the weather took a sudden turn, dark clouds rapidly gathered like black, furious waves.
Thunder and lightning, the flashing lights like countless eyes peering into the world.
In an instant, a thunderbolt thick as a Giant Dragon snaked down from deep within the clouds, dazzling in violet-white light, striking directly at the spiritual array like an unparalleled divine weapon.
Under the onslaught of the thunderbolt, the array’s light shattered instantly like a fragile eggshell!
The Spirit Masters were knocked askew by the mighty impact, some turning pale, heads buzzing.
This time, Gu Hang had no concern for restraint, he wantonly displayed his power, causing slight injuries no matter, it was insignificant.
Befuddlement without hurting their minds, just right.
And after breaking the array, the thunder did not dissipate. Instead, it formed a bright thunder pool behind Gu Hang.
In the thunder pool, electric arcs continued to jump and flicker; in a trance, the Spirit Masters seemed to see a world made of lightning hovering behind Gu Hang. Though Gu Hang’s physical body was merely mortal-sized, in this lightning realm, he appeared divine, seemingly omnipresent within the entire thunder kingdom.
It was at this point that the Spirit Masters, recovering their senses, were startlingly aware that the shielding barriers around the exchange area were shattered.
In the sky, hundreds of golden beams rushed in like lightning.
The Imperial Guard had been alerted.
