"Dean!?"
Hearing that voice, all the disciples were startled. Their expressions shifted in an instant, and they hurriedly looked up toward the depths of Heavenly Extremes Academy.
The Vice Dean, split in two, and Jiang Feng, reduced to fragments, along with the Old Man in Brocade Robe and the others, were overjoyed. They eagerly looked toward the depths of the academy.
Zhou Qingran slowly lifted her eyes as well, calmly looking toward the depths of the academy.
There, where their gazes fell, an old man came walking over. He had an otherworldly air, like an immortal, and his long eyebrows hung down to his waist. His eyes seemed dim, yet glints of brilliance flickered within them, concealing terrifying wisdom and skill.
This old man was none other than Daoist Lu Chen, Dean of Heavenly Extremes Academy in the Heavenly Extremes Sacred Realm.
With his hands behind his back, Daoist Lu Chen walked over at an unhurried pace. There was no frightening aura about him; at first glance, he seemed like an ordinary person.
"Dean..."
The Old Man in Brocade Robe looked at Daoist Lu Chen as he approached, anticipation on his face. He opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but after glancing at Zhou Qingran, he closed it again without thinking.
"Qingran, have you cooled off yet?"
Daoist Lu Chen stopped beside the Vice Dean and glanced at him, split in two. A flicker of surprise passed through his eyes.
He looked at Zhou Qingran and smiled. "Hehe, it's been a while, and your strength has improved tremendously. At this point, I'm afraid even I, this old man, might not be your match."
Zhou Qingran looked at Daoist Lu Chen without saying a word.
But when the others heard Daoist Lu Chen's words, they were instantly horrified and stunned.