"Just the seven of you?" Wang Lin's sleeves hung empty, but he showed no fear as he faced the seven Mountain and Sea Realm experts of the Demon Race.
As an expert of the academy and teacher to the Great Zhou Emperor, Wang Lin had a spine of iron.
He did not regret charging into the Demon Domain and bringing back a demon king's head all those years ago. His disciple was still alive to this day, and that made it worthwhile. Even after losing both arms and suffering incurable injuries, he had no complaints.
"Hahaha, you're killing me! Old thief Wang Lin, do you think you can still stand against the seven of us? You don't think we came all this way just to kill you, do you? Before you die, let us tell you: we'll make the Southern Heaven Academy accompany you to the grave." The seven stared at Wang Lin, relishing the certainty of victory and the feeling of looking down on him. After all, Wang Lin was the emperor's teacher. Taunting the Great Zhou Emperor's teacher to his face was truly satisfying.
But now, their power erupted. They knew they could not drag this out; if an expert arrived, they would be in trouble.
"Wang Lin, this ends now. Your life is ours!" Lang Qi's expression turned cold, and he gave the order.
"Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!"
Seven sounds rang out as the seven tore through the air, charging at Wang Lin to kill him.
"Then let us fight. Why should we scholars fear a battle?" Wang Lin remained unrestrained. The seals within him broke apart one after another, and a presence as deep as an abyss and as oppressive as a prison erupted from him.
"Suppress," "Mountain," "Trap," "Seal," "Break"...
Will Characters appeared one after another, terrifyingly powerful as they bore down on the seven. At the same time, a sword appeared before Wang Lin. It was his literary weapon.
The scholarly refinement vanished from Wang Lin's face, replaced by madness. A chilling gleam, sharp to the extreme, shot from his eyes, and his power instantly soared to its peak.
His empty sleeves wrapped around the literary weapon in an instant as he wielded the sword with Qi.
Wang Lin no longer suppressed the injuries within his body. His power kept rising, only stopping when it reached the peak of the Mountain and Sea Realm. Though he showed no fear, his face was deathly pale. To unleash his full strength, he had to burn his essence blood; otherwise, facing seven great demons of the Mountain and Sea Realm, he would surely die.
The sword stroke surged forward with unstoppable momentum, as though it could bury immortals, slaughter gods, snare fiends, slay buddhas, and exterminate demons.
Facing the terrifying sword stroke, the seven great demons seemed to have expected it. They instantly activated a bloodstained shield.
Boom!
When the terrifying sword stroke landed, it was actually blocked. The immensely powerful strike failed to break through the bloodstained shield's defenses.
"Demon God Shield!"
"Damn it."
Wang Lin's expression darkened. He knew the Demon Race experts had prepared in painstaking detail to kill him today, uncovering every one of his trump cards.
And now, his strongest sword stroke had failed, leaving him greatly depleted. The three Mountain and Sea Realm elders were not very powerful; they had quickly been held back by the three great demons who had split off to fight them, and were now at a disadvantage, in grave danger.
"Hahaha!"
"Wang Lin, despair! Your strongest sword stroke failed to kill us. Can you unleash it a second time? There's no one left in the Southern Heaven Academy who can save you now." Lang Qi burst into wild laughter.
Wang Lin's expression began to change. His strongest sword stroke had been neutralized, and the remaining demons were all immensely powerful. They unleashed fierce attacks, giving him no time to catch his breath.
Lang Qi and the other great demons were all vicious to the extreme.
But the great demons' expressions were grim as well. None of them had expected Wang Lin, injured for so many years, to still possess such terrifying combat strength. In his prime, he could have crushed them with a single sword stroke.
They each kept their guard up in secret, wary of Wang Lin's final desperate attack.
"Die!"
Seizing an opportunity, Wang Lin madly burned everything he had, including his essence blood and lifespan, and unleashed his strongest sword stroke once more.
"Not good!"
The demons' expressions changed drastically. Though they had prepared for Wang Lin's dying counterattack, facing it still made their hearts pound with fear.
"Wah!"
But Wang Lin had left no strength to suppress the injuries within him. Before he could unleash the sword stroke, he spat out a mouthful of blood. The great demons seized the chance to attack, sending him flying backward.
"Wang Lin, you've finally reached your limit. We'll be taking your head now," Lang Qi and the others said sinisterly.
"Kill him, just in case."
The great demons unleashed terrifying attacks and charged at Wang Lin.
Facing those terrifying attacks, Wang Lin gave a bitter laugh. "Five years. I'm finally going to die. Why didn't you come in person? I thought you would come and kill me yourself. I never expected the Demon Race to come instead. You share the same blood, so why?"
"Wang Lin?"
Watching the terrifying attacks descend, the three suppressed Mountain and Sea Realm experts roared in despair.
If the Demon Race infiltrated the academy and killed Wang Lin, the Great Zhou Emperor would be furious, and they would be finished too.
"You deserve to die!"
Just as the four great demons thought they had succeeded, a white-robed figure appeared behind Wang Lin, wearing a golden mask and holding a pitch-black saber. The chill radiating from him was frightening, and his killing intent was especially terrifying.
An utterly terrifying pressure instantly enveloped the entire Southern Heaven Academy.
Wang Lin had treated him like his own son. How could Su Xiuyi not come when Wang Lin was attacked? But everything had happened too suddenly, and he had been unable to arrive in time. As a result, Wang Lin could no longer be saved.
"You..."
Wang Lin, who had prepared himself to await death, snapped his eyes open the moment he heard that voice. His pupils contracted.
Shock appeared in Wang Lin's eyes, followed by satisfaction. He smiled, a smile spreading across his lips.
"It's him! He's finally appeared. He's so strong-has he actually reached the Mountain and Sea Realm?" In the distance, the three Mountain and Sea Realm experts trembled all over the moment they saw Su Xiuyi.
Ever since Meng Zhige had gone to the Southern Heaven Academy, everyone had known that an exceptionally terrifying disciple was lying low in the Southern Field Academy. But he was exceedingly mysterious, and no one could find him. No one had expected him to appear now, in such a dire crisis.
Not only were they not pleased, their eyes were full of worry. Though this disciple was mysterious, he was facing no fewer than four great demons of the Mountain and Sea Realm.
"Can he do it?"
"Can he hold out until the experts from the city lord's manor arrive?"
The Southern Heaven Academy's disciples and elders stared at Su Xiuyi, all eager to see who this mysterious disciple was and just how extraordinary he was.
Even after Meng Zhige had sworn an oath and made a promise, he had remained unmoved and continued lying low in the academy.
Facing the four great demons, Su Xiuyi moved the saber in his hand.
Su Xiuyi's killing intent soared to the heavens.
"Still!"
"Halt!"
Two Will Characters appeared, seemingly immobilizing the seven great demons of the Mountain and Sea Realm.
Then a saber Qi that shook heaven and earth erupted. The seven great demons felt as though the gates of hell had opened before them.
"Avici Dao..."
Su Xiuyi's voice was icy as he unleashed a terrifying saber strike, its saber Qi sweeping out.
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