A dry, raspy laugh echoed from every direction at once:
"Godwind Academy's genius captain, Feng Xiaotian."
"To think you created the Gale Demon Wolf Thirty-Six Consecutive Slashes at such a young age. If you were allowed to mature, the continent would surely gain another wind-type Titled Douluo."
"Unfortunately, you won't live to see that day."
An old man draped in a gray cloak walked slowly out of the thick fog at the end of the street.
A blood-red mark appeared on his forehead. Beneath his feet, two yellow, two purple, and three black soul rings emerged-seven in all.
He was a Soul Sage!
Cold sweat instantly broke out across Feng Xiaotian's back.
"Shi Nian, Canghui Academy's supervising teacher? You actually dare ambush and murder a tournament contestant inside Heaven Dou City!"
Shi Nian raised a hand to adjust his hood, his tone leisurely:
"Why wouldn't I dare? So long as you die in this illusion realm, outsiders will merely think you suddenly perished from mental exhaustion."
"Godwind faces Canghui next. Without you, its central pillar, Godwind is certain to lose."
Shi Nian had thought it all through.
This way, our Canghui Academy can secure a place in the advancement tournament without revealing our seven-in-one trump card ahead of time.
The Seven Asura Illusion Realm was Canghui Academy's hidden ace, reserved for a dazzling showing at the Grand Finals. Revealing it too early would only give others time to study it and devise countermeasures.
Eliminating Feng Xiaotian would let them claim the points without spilling blood in battle. It was a bargain.
"Myriad Illusions, Remnant Dream!"
Shi Nian's fifth soul ring blazed with black light, and the fog along the entire street turned dark red.
Countless horrific, agonizing visions battered Feng Xiaotian's mind, forcing him back several steps before he clutched