Looking at the white-clad figure in mid-air, Lin Xuan was stunned for a moment, then smiled.
He had sensed something was amiss before.
Although the old dean's life force was teetering on the brink of extinction, it was not so close that it would be extinguished at any moment. Judging from the old man's style of doing things, he was clearly not going to die suddenly without making any arrangements for his funeral or the people of the Primordial Holy Heaven.
But thinking about it, perhaps the dean had his own plans and told Bai Wushang everything.
While a cultivator's fate is in their own hands and not in the heavens, lifespan is still the most difficult thing for them.
Perhaps when the old dean arrives, this statement will make sense.
He hadn't expected that the old dean would even fool him.
His gaze fell downwards, and sure enough, he saw his older sister, Lin Yuechan, her cheeks flushed with excitement, her eyes filled with admiration and trust in the old dean.
She must have been one of the happiest students.
After all, the former dean's presence meant more to Lin Yuechan than just being the head of a hospital.
Lin Xuan shook his head and chuckled.
It has to be said, the old dean was the most ruthless of all.
The fall of the Saint Realm expert is not something that can be easily faked. Presumably, he must have paid a huge price to create the illusion of his demise.
But for him, the old dean's death was only a benefit, with no harm whatsoever.
certainly...
It's not without its downsides.
But that wasn't for him.
Lin Xuan smiled faintly, then turned his gaze to the group of members from the Primordial Slaying Alliance opposite him.
Among the members of the Primordial Slaying Alliance, there were many cultivators, all of whom Lin Xuan recognized.
Although he wouldn't deliberately try to remember the names of unimportant people, they were all from the Primordial Holy Heaven. Even without conscious effort, a cultivator's memory was far from trivial, and he could always remember the general outline.
Therefore, he was able to see that those powerful figures who had betrayed the Primordial Holy Heaven because of the old dean's death were all staring blankly at the white-robed figure who had "come back to life," their faces showing not only blankness but also a hint of unspeakable regret.
They had no idea that this was even a possibility!
No one expected that the fall of the fallen heroes and the lack of leadership in the Primordial Holy Heaven were all part of the old dean's plan!
But now that they've betrayed us, it's too late for regrets.
If they leave the Primordial Holy Heaven and return to their original forces, Lineage, or sects, they could certainly come back after this battle.
The Primordial Holy Heaven never forces others to advance or retreat with it.
But the problem is that most of them, in pursuit of a more glorious and prosperous future, chose to join the Primordial Holy Heaven's enemy Primordial Slaying Alliance!
In this way, they have completely betrayed the Primordial Holy Heaven.
Now, all they can do is pray that the Primordial Slaying Alliance will win.
Otherwise, even if the Primordial Holy Heaven doesn't hold them accountable, no top-tier power will be willing to take them in in the future!
No power will favor someone who betrays their master.
These people felt pure regret, while the Baiyue Cult Leader and his group were terrified and broke out in a cold sweat.
They stared in horror at the old dean in mid-air. In a short time, they figured out what had happened, and cold sweat soaked their clothes.
That old bastard Bai Wuya!
They almost died without a burial place!
If they hadn't, for the sake of caution, and by fortuitous opportunity chance, obtained what the Nine Luminaries Ancestor Nine Luminaries Ancestor and invited him to oversee things, their plan, which had been brewing for tens of thousands of years, would have completely vanished!
Not only that, they themselves might even perish here!
Tens of thousands of years of hope have been utterly destroyed!
That was close!
That was close!
That old bastard Bai Wuya is truly cunning!
Moreover, even after racking his brains, the Baiyue Cult Leader still couldn't figure out how that old bastard Bai Wuya managed to fake his death and fool everyone.
The scene of that day's fall clearly showed that a Saint Realm expert had truly perished!
If he wanted to deceive everyone, the most difficult part was to fake the fall of the Saint Realm expert. On that day, all the Saint Realm in the Holy Heaven Domain had sensed something.
It was only because they personally confirmed it that the Primordial Slaying Alliance could confirm that Bai Wuya was dead, and the opportunity they had been waiting for for millions of years had finally arrived.
I never expected... I never expected it to be a complete scam!!
The Baiyue Cult Leader and the others roared inwardly. Bai Wuya knew this, and just by looking at their ever-changing expressions, he knew that they were probably not at peace.
But Bai Wuya paid no attention to them. Instead, he looked at another Saint Realm on the field, who was also the one who would decide the outcome of this battle— the Nine Luminaries Ancestor.
He said coldly, " Nine Luminaries, enough nonsense. If you leave today, I can pretend nothing happened."
He looked directly at the other person and offered his greatest concession.
Upon hearing this, the members of the Primordial Slaying Alliance became tense.
They knew very well that once the Nine Luminaries Ancestor retreated, even if they still had six Half-Saint left, they wouldn't be enough for Bai Wuya to kill.
Let alone six Half-Saint, even if there were sixteen Half-Saint, plus these hundreds of the Thearch Realm, wielding Saint Weapon, they would be nothing more than clay chickens and earthen dogs in front of Bai Wuya, a true Thearch Realm.
In particular, Bai Wuya's life force was on the verge of death. A Saint Realm on the verge of death would no longer care about his own demise!
However, it was precisely these words that made the Nine Luminaries Ancestor's hesitant expression harden once again.
He slowly raised his head and looked at Bai Wuya. His gaze moved from the wrinkles on Bai Wuya's forehead to the tips of his pale hair. A slight smile appeared on his lips, and he sighed softly.
" Bai Wuya, Bai Wuya, back in the day, I was also a person who experienced that era. How majestic you were back then."
A look of reminiscence crossed his eyes, and the smile on his lips widened.
" The Primordial Holy Heaven Academy Master, whose word is law, has created a legend that is difficult for others to break at such a young age. In the entire Holy Heaven Domain, you are a figure that people look up to among the geniuses. Who would dare to disobey you? They all have only one word to say."
"Kill."
As he spoke, Nine Luminaries Ancestor paused, a hint of certainty appearing in his eyes, and even more so, a sense of absolute confidence in victory.
If it were you when you were younger, I would have turned around and left without saying a word.
"What a pity, Bai Wuya, you've gotten old."
"If you still had the strength to kill me, you wouldn't have wasted your breath on me. Hehehe... You can fool others, but you can't fool me, a fellow Saint Realm expert. This time, you must have paid a heavy price for faking your death."
"And that item in the hands of the Primordial Slaying Alliance is of paramount importance to me. You're dying soon, old man, and I'm almost there too, just a step slower than you, so... I must break through!"
The eyes of the Nine Luminaries Ancestor were filled with madness and stubbornness.
"I will never waste my life like you!"
"Today, I will protect the Primordial Slaying Alliance, and you, along with your Primordial Holy Heaven, will be destroyed!"
He gave it his all!