"Tian Kui, don't think that just because Senior Jiang Liu has your back, you can do whatever you please in the Immortal Academy!"
Song Jiangshan was filled with confidence. He possessed power bestowed by an immortal, and this was his home ground. Even if he could not win, there were still two Spirit Transformation cultivators behind him. Heaven's timing, favorable terrain, and united support—nothing could be more perfect than this.
"Tian Kui, I alone am enough here. You need not wade into this muddy water!"
Tian Kui had wanted to make a move, but Daoist Tian Niu, who had recovered, stopped him. This was his battle, and his fierce pride would not permit anyone else to interfere.
"Tian Kui, come back!"
Old Immortal Jiang Liu saw this as well, so he spoke and called Tian Kui back. The latter stared at Song Jiangshan, his eyes brimming with hostility.
"Come, Song Jiangshan. Let me see just how disgraceful you have become after turning into a lackey!"
Daoist Tian Niu let out a low roar, and his body suddenly transformed. A massive longhorn beetle appeared before everyone. Song Jiangshan gave him an invisible pressure that forced him to take this seriously. The moment he attacked, he revealed his true form.
Two long antennae swept through the air like iron whips, raising fierce winds. Everything they passed crumbled into powder. Violent sounds of collapse rang out one after another, and before long, the buildings here had been wrecked beyond recognition.
Fury flashed in Song Jiangshan's eyes. These were all his wealth. After Daoist Tian Niu's rampage, they had become battered ruins. His heart bled at the sight. He had painstakingly gathered every last one of them.
"Longhorn beetle, you're courting death!"
Flames ignited around Song Jiangshan as white mist continuously rose. His hair