There was a reason Chen Shouyi had broken down.
Chen Yaoguang was no ordinary nobody.
He was the pride of the Golden Virtue Institute, nurtured over thousands of years!
It was precisely because Chen Yaoguang had defeated the young cultivators of the other academies at the Changze Dao Debate.
Only then had the Golden Virtue Institute been able to recruit large numbers of students again and reclaim its title as Changze's foremost academy.
And now, Chen Yaoguang was dead.
With his death, even if the Golden Virtue Institute somehow escaped the Alliance Association's reckoning, it would never recover.
The reputation it had rebuilt over the years would soon be destroyed.
"..."
For a moment, Chen Shouyi could not accept reality.
But that did not mean reality would show him mercy.
In front of him.
The young man in dark robes casually dispersed the lingering soul light in his palm, then, sure enough, turned his gaze toward Chen Shouyi.
Chen Shouyi's vacant eyes trembled slightly.
He was, after all, a Path Opening Realm cultivator who had presided over the Golden Virtue Institute for many years.
After that brief breakdown.
He forcibly suppressed his grief and stood, bracing himself against the collapsed courtyard wall behind him. His voice was hoarse:
"Palace Heir Ye."
"It seems you truly intend to wipe out everyone involved today."
"But our Golden Virtue Institute is willing to surrender all its inheritances."
"This old man and the elders involved are also willing to accept any other punishment from the Three Continents Alliance."
"Is there truly no room for leniency?"
At those words.
Ye Li glanced sideways at the distant foot of the mountain.
Dozens of auras belonging to the Tide Life Gate had long since sealed it off.
He withdrew his gaze and said calmly:
"Stop stalling."
"This