Hong Mian Was Driven Mad, and a Four-Armed Demon Appeared

A brief silence fell over the scene. At that moment, everyone was utterly baffled, their faces full of questions.

Even Third Chief Hong Mian and Vice Dean Zhao Cang, who were watching from nearby, stared wide-eyed in disbelief.

After killing his opponent, Wei Hong looked down at the sword in his hand, bewildered. He truly had never expected the man to withdraw his spear in the middle of their fight!

Facing countless looks of suspicion, anger, and disbelief, Wei Hong instinctively said, "S-sorry, I didn't mean to. I had no idea he would suddenly withdraw his spear!"

The Golden Mask Man's eyes all but spat fire as he cursed inwardly. Withdraw his spear? The fucking spear disappeared!

"Hong Mian! Is this your idea of sincerity? Whatever I promised you is off!" the Golden Mask Man roared into the distance, clearly laying the blame on him.

Hong Mian did not show himself. His perpetually expressionless face finally cracked, turning dark, twisted, and furious.

He seized Zhao Cang by the collar and growled through clenched teeth, "Why? Why didn't you save him? Aren't you an expert at the peak of the Grandmaster Realm? Why didn't you intervene?"

Zhao Cang was frustrated beyond words, unable to voice his grievances. Anyone could have defended against a move like that!

Even with two brains, he could never have imagined that a spear held in someone's hands would suddenly vanish into thin air.

Save him? How the hell was he supposed to do that? His reflexes couldn't possibly keep up!

Seeing Zhao Cang remain silent, looking as though he were constipated, Hong Mian's twisted expression gradually calmed. He knew this wasn't the man's fault.

That situation had defied all reason. It was as though heaven itself had decreed the man's death, leaving him no way to escape, no recourse, and no chance to resist.

"What do we do now? Do we continue?" Zhao Cang asked cautiously.

Hong Mian closed his eyes briefly, then turned and headed toward Falling Moon City. His meaning was clear.

"Let's go! Since he no longer wants to cooperate, why should I bother showing him any respect?"

"He played a winning hand into a total disaster. With people like that in Great Yuan, it would defy all justice if the country didn't fall."

Zhao Cang nodded helplessly. In the end, he had sacrificed himself for nothing, losing the position of Vice Dean he had worked so hard to obtain. Life truly was unpredictable!

"Then should we take South Sand Fortress by force? It is an important staging point for an offensive, after all," Zhao Cang asked, hurrying after him.

"No need. Although this plan failed, it has opened up another opportunity. I've received word that Ye Qingshuang, the Dean of Falling Moon Academy, fled with serious injuries. And you, its Vice Dean, are dead as well. Falling Moon Academy is now effectively leaderless. This is the perfect chance to seize it in one stroke."

Zhao Cang's eyes lit up as realization dawned on him. If he were still the academy's Vice Dean, he would have to intervene openly if anyone attacked it.

But now the Dean was gravely injured and missing, while he, the Vice Dean, had died before everyone's eyes. Wasn't this a heaven-sent opportunity?

"Brilliant, Third Chief. Falling Moon Academy was built against a mountainside. Its steep terrain makes it easy to defend and difficult to attack. If we can seize it, it will become a tremendous asset."

"If necessary, we can also use the students to keep those powerful clans in check. Then taking Falling Moon City will be child's play."

Yun Che was dumbstruck as well. So Divine Hand could be used like this!

He did feel a little bad about it. But it was random, after all!

All he could say was that when heaven wanted you dead, you had no choice but to die!

After observing half a second of silence for the man, he continued using Divine Hand.

"Ding! Retrieval successful. Congratulations on obtaining one Pug Mask."

"Ding! Retrieval successful. Congratulations on obtaining 102 experience points."

"Ding! Congratulations on your breakthrough. Current cultivation: late-stage Acquired Realm."

Joy spread over Yun Che's face. After retrieving something from the last two Innate Realm experts, he had finally broken through.

The young man whose mask had suddenly disappeared hurriedly covered his face with his sleeve. In his panic, the Innate Realm instructor from Class Three wounded him with a slash.

Qin Yelan's expression turned utterly icy. What had just happened was practically identical to the incident where her clothes had disappeared.

She didn't believe in ghosts or spirits. Someone had to be deliberately meddling. Her beautiful eyes swept the surroundings, as though trying to pick out the thief.

Yun Che noticed his sister-in-law's behavior too and thought, Looks like she's convinced someone is behind this. I'd better avoid using Divine Hand in front of her from now on, or sooner or later she'll start suspecting me.

When the Golden Mask Man saw that Hong Mian refused to appear and the Red Skull experts lurking nearby began withdrawing, his eyes reddened with fury and veins bulged across his forehead.

"Hong Mian, you bastard! How dare you screw me over!"

Seeing that the situation had turned against his side, the Golden Mask Man gritted his teeth and shouted, "We're leaving!"

At that moment, Fan Chong, ever the show-off, spoke again. Raising a hand, he shouted, "Don't pursue a desperate enemy. Let's return to the academy first."

But just as everyone thought they had escaped disaster and began to breathe easy, something unexpected happened.

The main force of Red Skull bandits, who should already have retreated, came running back toward them in panic, along with the Golden Mask Man and several other masked figures. They cursed as they ran, clearly having encountered something infuriating that they were powerless to handle.

The next instant, screams rang out. One figure after another was flung into the air by a slender, pale arm, then caught by another enormous hand and shoved into a mouth.

It was an exceedingly rare demon. It had four pale arms, each roughly ten meters long, and a maggot-like body topped by a human head that looked utterly deranged. Its long tongue was covered in sharp barbs, its long black hair hung in wild disarray, and its eyes glowed crimson. An evil aura that made hearts tremble radiated from its entire body.

With every person it swallowed, its body swelled a little more, as though its hunger could never be satisfied.

Wei Hong and the others blanched at the sight. They had never imagined they would encounter such a terrifying demon here.

Yun Che was equally stunned. He had considered countless possible complications, but the appearance of a demon had never crossed his mind.

Fan Chong, ever the show-off, waved his hand and cried in panic, "What are you standing around for? That's a Grandmaster Realm demon! Run!"

Atop a cliff, Zhao Cang looked warily at the composed Third Chief beside him. It was Hong Mian who had just released the Four-Armed Demon Maggot he had raised for years.

He had been wondering why this handsome, delicate-featured Third Chief would be kind enough to spare those teachers and students!

Only now did he realize how wrong he had been. Not only did Hong Mian intend to kill Falling Moon Academy's teachers and students, he also intended to kill the scions of those powerful families-and even the men he himself had brought.

All to vent his displeasure. Nothing more.

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