Throughout Heavenly Water Saint Academy, hearts were unsettled, and an uproar broke out everywhere.
"Heavenly Gifted Pill Saint has arrived! That pressure is terrifying—it's practically suffocating!"
"He said our academy master was killed. Is that true?"
"Fan Lang killed our academy master? Impossible! Our academy master was a mighty Mystic God!"
"Whether it's true or not, we'll find out soon enough."
The news of Shui Linglong's death had not spread completely. Many people in Heavenly Water Saint Academy were still in the dark.
People discussed the matter heatedly as they looked up at the blazing heavenly road in midair and the figures standing atop the flames.
Heavenly Gifted Pill Saint's long hair drifted in the wind, with the phantom of a huge Alchemy Furnace floating behind him. Fan Lang carried two crossed swords on his back, his sharp aura piercing the heavens. The others were all powerful experts as well.
When Mystic Warriors clashed, quality mattered more than quantity. These thirty-odd people were worth more than an army of thousands!
After a moment, Heavenly Gifted Pill Saint spoke again, aggressively declaring, "People of Heavenly Water Saint Academy, I'll give you only ten breaths. If no one capable of making decisions steps forward within ten breaths, I'll break in directly. The fact that I haven't attacked already is an act of immense mercy!"
Ten breaths!
The previous move had been a show of strength; this was now a Final Ultimatum.
Time passed bit by bit, heralding the approach of danger.
At last, someone responded. A man floated up from the center of Heavenly Water Saint Academy. He wore blue robes covered in wave patterns, his expression grave and his brows tightly furrowed.
"Heavenly Gifted Pill Saint! I am Vice Dean Lang Juankong. I am currently acting as the head of Heavenly