Deep within the ruins' mountain forest, Celestial Academy disciples arrived one after another, staggering as they came.
They continued until they reached a stretch of ruined walls from the ancient era, where everyone finally stopped. The wounded began treating their injuries, while the uninjured stood guard and lit a bonfire.
Ji You sat cross-legged atop a collapsed wall, closing his eyes to collect himself.
The spiritual energy within the ruins was fairly abundant, but the Killing Intent suppressed spiritual essence, making it difficult to circulate.
Yet at that moment, a faint spiritual glow began to shimmer around Ji You. Countless scattered wisps of spiritual energy continuously revolved around him, gradually thickening in the air around him.
Seeing this, Wen Zhengxin, who was tending to Pei Ruyi's wounds, looked up at Ban Yangshu.
"This is the disciple you left behind in Beisha Town?"
"Yes, Junior Brother Ji from the outer courtyard. I told you, as long as he's here, even a gap in realms can be leveled out!"
Wen Zhengxin was stunned for a long while. "On the winter solstice, someone said that you and Junior Brother Ji were attacked on the street by someone in the Dao Integration Realm and saved by a Perfection of the Lower Three Realms cultivator. That wasn't a rumor?"
Ban Yangshu shook his head. "Given the circumstances that day, it can indeed be said that way."
"Since when did Perfection of the Lower Three Realms become this powerful...?"
Wen Zhengxin recalled the longswords dancing across the sky and that junior brother covered in Sword Qi. Even now, her heart still trembled.
She had heard those rumors from the winter solstice while in the inner courtyard.
But at the time, she had merely thought they were exaggerated and paid them no heed.
Only after witnessing it