The Gentleman's Sword shuddered, and Ning Xionglin's body exploded into a sky full of bloody mist. Ji Zhan felt not the slightest sympathy.
"He deserved to die. The Ning clan deserves death!"
The surviving disciples came to their senses from their fright. Their eyes filled with fury, and they hated Ning Xionglin and the Ning Family to the extreme.
Seeing Ning Xionglin dead, every one of them felt immense satisfaction.
The next moment, a glimmer of excitement appeared in one disciple's eyes.
"The Innate White Bone Divine Ability, saber techniques that seem to come from hell, master and servant-what does that bring to mind?" The disciple's eyes shone brightly as he looked at the academy disciples beside him, having forgotten that his life had hung by a thread just moments ago.
"You mean this has something to do with that mysterious disciple?" the young disciple exclaimed.
"Is even his servant that powerful?" Some disciples found it hard to believe.
"Hmph, if he weren't that terrifying, why would he have rejected the Saber Saint Wusheng outright? Perhaps this fellow has a terrifying background. If it wasn't him, who else would be willing to save our Southern Heaven Academy? I'm sure that mysterious senior brother was behind it." The disciple's face was full of excitement as he held to his view.
His voice was loud, and the academy was quiet at the moment. Almost all the disciples had gathered together, and everyone heard him.
From Ji Zhan down to the ordinary disciples, everyone looked at him in shock. All at once, they felt his words made perfect sense, and excitement filled their hearts.
"How satisfying! Our human race cannot be bullied!"
"A being like the Wolf God stood almost at the peak, but so what? He was destroyed with a single finger," the disciple said excitedly.
"Hahaha, that senior brother didn't leave or go to the Battle Sect. Our Southern Heaven Academy cannot be bullied!"
All the disciples burst into cheers, their faces aglow with excitement. Their spirits soared, and hot blood surged through their veins.
A sharp light flashed in Ji Zhan's eyes. The Innate White Bone Divine Ability was indeed very similar to that person's saber intent; they almost shared the same origin, as if they came from the same lineage.
Just who is he?
With a background like that, he probably wouldn't even care to inherit the libationer's position. But he's a disciple of our academy, and that's enough.
A black butterfly fluttered through the air at a speed comparable to that of a Sun and Moon Realm Stage existence.
Despite that speed, Su Xiuyi followed behind at a leisurely pace, utterly at ease. Yet with every step, he shrank the ground beneath his feet and crossed a terrifying distance, his body appearing more than ten li away in a strange flash.
After half a day, Su Xiuyi and the silent corpse servant behind him finally arrived before a valley. Purple mist filled it, making it impossible to find one's bearings. It was an extremely terrifying natural illusion, and willpower was also suppressed to a great extent.
But this was no obstacle to Su Xiuyi. The next moment, he activated the Pupil of Void Breaking. Although it too was suppressed, the purple mist's power of illusion was rendered useless against him.
"I found you!"
A chilling hint of killing intent appeared at the corner of Su Xiuyi's mouth.
Lang Yue was the mastermind behind the murder of his teacher, Wang Lin, and Su Xiuyi would kill him with his own hands.
Beneath the purple mist lay an enormous cavern. Inside, Lang Yue was cultivating cross-legged, using an extremely vicious method.
Lang Yue was sitting cross-legged in blood and wolf blood at that. Hundreds of Wolf Race corpses lay throughout the cavern. Using the power of a formation, Lang Yue was absorbing the power of their bloodlines to strengthen his own bloodline, attempting to return it to its ancestral state.
Countless wolf corpses had already shriveled up.
Within the pool of blood, countless streams of bloodline power flowed toward Lang Yue at its center. The bloody demon eye on his forehead had become exceedingly uncanny, and countless bloodline spirits entered his mouth.
Soon, Lang Yue had absorbed the bloodline power from the wolf blood in the cavern.
"Not enough, still not enough. The bloodline power from these demon wolves supplied by the human race isn't enough for me to cultivate the Heavenly Wolf Demon Body. Now that I've faked my death, I can't go out, or those people will set their sights on me. The Great Zhou emperor's people are tied up too and can't supply any more Wolf Race essence blood. What should I do?" Lang Yue muttered to himself.
If anyone heard this, it would surely raise waves that reached the heavens: the mastermind behind the murder of the imperial preceptor was connected to the Great Zhou emperor.
"Hm?"
"Have they come?"
"How much Wolf Race essence blood will they bring this time?"
But the next moment, Lang Yue frowned. "No, the presence is wrong. Did they send someone else?"
Ever cautious, Lang Yue sprang to his feet.
The next moment, Lang Yue appeared outside the cavern and found two figures standing there. He frowned and asked warily, "Who are you? Why don't I recognize you?"
Enemies burned with particular hatred when they met, and Su Xiuyi naturally had no mercy to offer.
"The man who's come to send you on your way."
Su Xiuyi's voice was ice-cold, as though it came from a cavern frozen for ten thousand years, making one's soul tremble involuntarily.
"Master, I..." The corpse servant behind Su Xiuyi had barely opened his mouth when Su Xiuyi cut him off with a wave of his hand.
"I'll do it myself. His head is mine to take."
Su Xiuyi spoke coldly, his white robes fluttering in the wind. Beneath the mask on his face, killing intent surged to the heavens in his eyes. The folding fan in his hand vanished, replaced by a black saber.
"You're... you're that mysterious disciple of the Southern Heaven Academy. How is this possible? How could you have found this place? Just who are you?"
Lang Yue was nearly mad. He had paid such a great price to create a Will Character clone, yet the other party had still found him.
Seeing Su Xiuyi's attire and sensing that saber intent, Lang Yue naturally guessed that he was the terrifying, mysterious disciple of the Southern Heaven Academy.
"You want to kill me? Dream on!"
Seeing Su Xiuyi step through the air toward him, Lang Yue's eyes turned crimson. A terrifying presence erupted from him, and boundless baleful Qi soared into the sky, forming an utterly terrifying image of the Wolf God behind him.
A damaged Will Character appeared, but the presence it emitted made people tremble, for it was a damaged Wolf God Will Character from the Invincible Realm.
The damaged Invincible Will Character was the word "Devour." The Wolf God opened his mouth, and the place instantly seemed to transform into a vortex of death.
But faced with such a terrifying Will Character, Su Xiuyi showed no expression, as though he had not seen it at all.
Without even using a Will Character, he unleashed a presence that surged to the heavens. Acupoints lit up across his body, nearly three hundred of them in all. The presence of his physical body had become terrifying to the extreme; Lang Yue felt that he was facing not a man, but a god.
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