Cannon Fodder...

Intimidation!

It was Talisman Gate, Wen Zizai, the number one talisman master of the entire Eastern Continent, capable of turning his hand to make clouds and flipping it to make rain.

It was Confucian Academy. Though not that Dean, Song Yan was still a great scholar, capable of representing the attitude of everyone in the Confucian Academy.

As they made their stance clear, stunning the entire crowd, one figure after another flashed forth, their eyes glaring furiously at Ning Jian Er.

Killing intent surged like a raging torrent!

That was Flame Sect's Sect Master, Feng Tianyan!

That was Body Sect's Sect Master, Lin Tianxia.

That was Blade Alliance's Alliance Master, Huo Kunlun.

That was...

The rulers of Myriad Laws Academy, even of the Eastern Continent, people who could stir up great chaos with the mere flick of a finger!

A group of people faced down one man.

Intimidating you!

So what?

Not convinced?

The entire scene fell deathly silent, oppressive.

Sword Academy was trembling.

It was truly trembling!

Ning Jian Er fell silent.

Completely silent!

"So, are you going to make a move, or not...?" Another voice rang out.

That old man stepped out from the crowd, followed by a group of people with soaring auras.

Everyone present, without exception, had their minds go blank at this moment, yet instinctively...

Tang Su and the others of the Tang Sect, who still clung to that last sliver of hope, were completely heartsick with despair.

It was over!

Completely over!

The Eleven Clans were not all of Ye Qiu's backing. They accounted for more than half, even nearly eighty percent, of Myriad Laws Academy!

With such foundations, crushing the Tang Sect would take no more than a puff of breath.

No wonder they had spoken so lightly...

From beginning to end, they