The many academy elders and teachers were deeply moved by the sight.
As they swung their weapons and killed their enemies, every one of them threw back their heads and laughed.
"The disciples I taught haven't let my teachings go to waste! At a time like this, they still chose to return. Our Heaven Mending Sect is quite something!"
"That's right! Even if I die, I'll have made a name for myself. You clay chickens and pottery dogs who only know how to take advantage of others' weakness will never have such fine disciples in your lives!"
"Charge! Kill! For our Heaven Mending Sect, we must give them a good look at our strength!"
Meanwhile, in the Backyard, the Dean sat cross-legged, looking at Ye Xingchen, who still had not awakened. A trace of worry appeared in his eyes. He turned to look at Divine Vine, who had already become a tiny, young vine, and sighed softly.
"Ye Xingchen, although I don't know when you'll awaken, you must remember to protect the Heaven Mending Sect once you do. I'll be going on ahead."
With a grave expression, the Dean shook his head slightly, then turned and walked out of the courtyard. Anger appeared in his eyes as he watched everyone fighting relentlessly. With a sweep of his hand, the power of the half-step Divine Fire realm surged from his body, crushing outward in every direction.
"You old bastard, you've finally come out. I've been waiting so long for you. Come on! I didn't beat you to death last time, but this time, I'll kill you with my own hands."
The instant he appeared, a powerful figure hidden in the darkness slowly stepped out. Bloody heads were plainly visible in his hands.
Those heads belonged to the academy elders and