Demon Cult Leader

Qing Cang!

The Grand Dean of the Vast Academy five hundred years ago!

A figure who was once famous throughout the entire Azure Dragon Continent.

The reason he was famous throughout the Azure Dragon Continent was not because of his strength, but because during his tenure, the Vast Academy waged a great war against the Demonic Demon Sect was the number one evil sect in the world at the time.

The great battle ended with the Vast Academy defeating the Demon Sect then disappeared from the entire Azure Dragon Continent. For five hundred years, no news of the Demon Sect has been heard.

The fundamental reason is that Mo Xie, the Demon Cult Leader, perished in that great battle.

It is precisely for this reason that the Grand Dean of that year's Vast Academy were the seven most famous deans besides the first deans since the establishment of the Vast Academy.

Unfortunately, after that great battle, the Seven Great Sages and Mo Xie, the Demon Cult Leader, disappeared without a trace. It wasn't until later that news came from the Vast Academy that the Seven Great Sages had gone into seclusion beneath the Nine Abyss.

Therefore, everyone believed that the Seven Great Sages were severely injured after their great battle with Mo Xie, the Demon Cult Leader, and had no choice but to go into seclusion to recuperate. Mo Xie, the Demon Cult Leader, was naturally killed, which led to the version of the story that later circulated on the Azure Dragon Continent.

But what the man in black robes said shocked everyone: he actually knew Qing Cang, the former dean of the Vast Academy!

"Since you miss the old dean so much, then go down and keep him company." A cold voice rang out, Cang Lan vanished without a trace. The next moment, she reappeared in front of the man in black robes and struck him on the forehead with a palm.

The man in black robes remained expressionless, transforming into a wisp of Haze to dodge the attack.

"Click click click~"

The surrounding air seemed to shatter, cracks appearing out of thin air.

This palm strike actually created a spatial rift!

"The Grand Dean is so powerful!" All the students and masters below were amazed and shocked as they looked at the cracks all over Cang Lan's body.

"That man in black robes is no slouch either; he managed to dodge the Grand Dean's attack." Some students were filled with worry. Although it was just a seemingly ordinary strike, it shattered the spatial rift, proving the power of the palm. Yet, the man in black robes dodged it with ease.

"Who exactly is he?" This is the question all the students want to know.

"Tsk tsk, not bad, Nüwa. She's actually cultivated to this level. She's much smarter than that old bastard Qing Cang." The man in black robes appeared a hundred meters away, clicking his tongue and praising her highly.

"However, it's still a bit lacking." The black-robed man's attitude changed faster than turning the pages of a book. As soon as he finished speaking, he transformed into a wisp of Haze and rushed towards Cang Lan.

With a "whoosh," a purple longsword appeared in Cang Lan's hand.

"Buzz~" Spiritual Power was poured in, and the purple light of the longsword surged for more than 100 feet. Cang Lan held the purple longsword in one hand and cleaved straight into the Haze.

"Whoosh!"

"Pfft~"

Wherever the purple light passed, the Haze was split in two.

But to everyone's astonishment, the Haze remained unaffected, multiplying from one to two, then to four, and finally into countless wisps of Haze that rushed straight toward Cang Lan.

"Whoosh~"

The purple light on the longsword vanished, and the sword flew out of his hand, floating in mid-air in front of Cang Lan.

"Ding ding ding~~~"

Cang Lan formed a sword incantation with both hands, and the purple longsword hummed as it instantly transformed into thousands of longswords.

"Whoosh!"

"Bang~~"

Thousands of purple swords clashed with thousands of Haze, creating a dazzling display of colors that made the entire world pale in comparison, drawing all eyes to this scene.

"Thump~~"

With a sound as light as a dragonfly skimming the water, the black-robed man suddenly appeared out of thin air behind Cang Lan, without any warning.

"Oops!"

Cang Lan's expression changed drastically, and purple energy burst forth from his body, soaring straight into the Yunxiao.

She wanted to distance herself from the man in black.

"Clang~"

The purple aura seemed to have collided with something, producing a crisp sound. A black light shield instantly appeared, enveloping the two of them, and the people below lost focus.

Hahaha~~

From within the Haze came the unrestrained laughter of a man in black robes.

"Boom~ Boom~ Boom~"

There were also constant collision sounds, with occasional glimpses of purple energy, but the Tackle sounds grew weaker and weaker until they were completely drowned out by the laughter of the man in black robes.

"Hmph~"

With a muffled groan, the Haze enveloping the area began to be pierced, and purple light containing a powerful aura shot out from within, one beam after another, faster and faster. In an instant, purple light poured out continuously from the cracks, and with a bang, the Haze exploded.

Two figures, one in black and one in purple, separated; Cang Lan and the man in black robes parted ways.

Cang Lan's face was deathly pale, and the purple longsword in her hand was dim. In contrast, the black-robed man opposite her seemed unaffected, looking at Cang Lan with a smile.

"What a pity. In a few hundred years, you might very well surpass me, but for now..."

No sooner had he finished speaking than the man in black robes suddenly struck down with his palm.

"Buzz~"

Above, a gigantic Haze hand slammed down instantly.

"Boom!"

"Whoosh~"

With his longsword pointing forward, Cang Lan merged his body and the sword into one, charging straight upward.

"Pfft~"

The purple aura pierced directly through the enormous Haze hand, and the remaining Haze hand slammed towards the ground.

"Not good! Run!" A master below shouted in alarm. Just because Grand Dean Cang Lan withstand that palm strike didn't mean that the group below could, especially the students with lower cultivation levels, who were in extreme danger.

"Whoosh whoosh whoosh~~"

The ground was thrown into chaos, with figures flying everywhere, each fleeing with a look of terror on their faces.

"Phew~"

A gentle breeze blew by, and the figure of Zhen Liang, the Third Dean, appeared beneath the Haze. He looked up into the hall, his clothes fluttering, and stretched out his hands, with two gusts of wind swirling in them.

"Go!"

With a soft shout, the two gusts of wind merged into one and swept towards the sky.

"Roar~"

The wind howled, and a powerful gust of wind surged upwards, forcefully dispersing the descending Haze hand and rescuing the students and masters below.

But Zhen Liang's expression remained grave as he stared intently at the sky above, where the Grand Dean Cang Lan and the man in black robes were locked in combat. The distance was so great that they could barely hear the sounds of the fight; it was like a silent battle, yet it was still incredibly awe-inspiring.

"Third Dean, what should we do now?" A Grandmaster approached Third Dean Zhen Liang and asked. The academy was in complete chaos, and without orders from higher-ups to stabilize it, the trouble would only escalate.

Zhen Liang frowned, watching the battle in the sky, and said in a deep voice, "The situation is urgent. Go to the Nine Abyss and find the old deans to come out and help."

"Looking for the former deans?" The grandmaster looked up at the sky in confusion. Could it be that the Grand Dean couldn't defeat that man in black robes?

"Alas, the Grand Dean is no match for that person. Go and tell the old headsmasters that the Demon Cult Leader Mo Xie, has emerged." Zhen Liang sighed deeply, his figure transforming into a gust of wind that pierced the sky.

The grandmaster was left behind in shock.

Mo Xie, Demon Cult Leader!