The back mountain was a complete mess.
The stone pavilion had collapsed.
Several deep cracks split the ground.
The residual force of the Clear Sky Hammer Seal had shattered a swath of trees.
Faint golden-gray traces still lingered in the air—the remnants left after the Clear Sky Guardian Hammer Seal was burned apart by the Great Sun Golden Flame.
Tang San stood amid the ruins, blood at the corner of his mouth.
Xiao Wu was sheltered behind him, her face pale and her eyes red-rimmed.
Yu Xiaogang sat collapsed nearby, his gaze unfocused.
Several academy teachers, Crown Prince's Mansion investigators, and Spirit Hall Deacons stood around the perimeter.
No one spoke.
What had just happened had already exceeded the scope of an ordinary academy conflict.
A Clear Sky Hammer Seal.
The aura of a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast.
Tang San, a suspect in the Black Market Armament Case.
One shocking fact after another crushed the breath from everyone present.
Di Yao stood on the stone steps of the back mountain.
His robes shifted faintly in the wind.
His face was slightly pale.
Using the Great Sun Golden Flame repeatedly, collecting the Fusang Red Heart Lotus, suppressing Dugu Yan's poison, and dismantling the Clear Sky Hammer Seal had taken a considerable toll on him.
Yet there was not the slightest trace of fatigue in his eyes.
Only calmness.
A coldness that made Tang San want to tear him apart.
Hu Liena walked to Di Yao's side and said in a low voice, "The Deacons have sealed off the back mountain. The academy's other students have been stopped at the perimeter for now. The Crown Prince's Mansion people are waiting for your explanation."
Di Yao nodded.
"Good."
Falling Devil Douluo looked at Xiao Wu and said gravely, "A Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast in human