"Senior Brother Li Yue!"
Tears slid from the eyes of the students Li Yue had traded for as they called out his name.
Feng Yang's aura withered once more, and he seemed to have aged several years in an instant. Zhao Peng had been right. Even if his choice had been correct, he would still be trapped in endless self-reproach. This was true of his beloved son, and it was true of Li Yue as well.
"Dean!"
Li Yue's voice carried over from afar, instantly restoring clarity to Feng Yang's eyes. There was both surprise and delight in them.
"Dean, that strike just now made heaven and earth lose their color. It was truly a world-shocking sword!"
Shen Yi flapped the Divine Demon Wings, with Li Yue standing beside him. At the critical moment, Shen Yi had arrived in time and rescued Li Yue while Zhao Peng was off guard. Even so, Li Yue had been injured, his face bloodless and his aura weak. Feng Yang's world-shocking sword had made even Shen Yi's blood and qi churn, leaving a bloody gash on his back. Fortunately, his physical body was powerful, so he had not ended up like Li Yue.
"Yi'er!"
Delight filled Feng Yang's eyes. Luckily, Shen Yi had appeared in time. Otherwise, he truly would have regretted it for the rest of his life.
Shen Yi supported Li Yue down into the thatched cottage and gave him half a bottle of spiritual liquid. He was seriously wounded at the moment, but after drinking the liquid, essence surged through his entire body. What had seemed a misfortune became a blessing in disguise. Not only were his injuries repaired, but his cultivation had also improved. Once he completely refined its essence, he would likely be only one step away from the