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As the body of the man in red—the Saint King—exploded, a vast and eerie power spread wildly outwards from him.

The once clear sky instantly changed color, with rolling dark clouds surging in from all directions like black waves, piling up layer upon layer, shrouding the entire world in a suffocating darkness.

Immediately afterwards, thick streaks of purple lightning, like dragons, raged and weaved through the clouds, emitting deafening roars as if they were about to tear the heavens and earth apart.

Each flash of lightning illuminated the dark clouds, making them resemble grotesque ghost faces.

At the same time, a deep and long mournful sound echoed through the heavens and earth, as if the whole world was grieving for the fall of this holy king.

The sound spread out like a tangible shockwave, causing everyone's eardrums to ache. Even the powerful elders and teachers couldn't help but turn pale and stagger.

Under the influence of this terrifying power, the sky gradually turned dark red, as if it had been soaked in countless drops of blood. That dark red color, like a burning flame, surged wildly in the sky, emanating a chilling aura.

The earth trembled, and huge cracks spread rapidly like a spider web. Wherever they passed, rocks crumbled, trees were uprooted, and the whole world seemed to be plunged into an apocalyptic state.

The ground of Linlang Academy shook violently, some buildings began to sway and tiles fell off.

The disciples looked around in terror, some even collapsing to the ground, completely bewildered. The elders and teachers, though trying to remain calm, could not hide the fear in their eyes.

Fallen!
A saintly king perished in an instant.

"No! This..."

Jiang Yang wiped the blood from his face. It was the blood of a saint. His body was changing. He was shocked and utterly horrified.

He died! The newly emerged Saint King died!
Those were his bodyguards!
"Surprised?"

A calm voice came from afar, and the sky changed rapidly, the blood-red color disappearing.

As that calm voice rang out, the sky seemed to be forcibly twisted by an invisible hand. The originally surging dark red fiery clouds were dispersed as if by a mysterious force, rapidly retreating in all directions.

The raging purple lightning abruptly stopped, and the roaring sound gradually faded into the air.

Everyone was shocked.

In an instant, the Saint King fell, and the strange phenomenon of the Saint King's fall appeared in the sky before disappearing.

This scene made them dizzy.

At that moment, the sound rang out, and everyone looked in that direction.

Three figures appeared, and their gazes sharpened as they realized that they were two people and a yellow dog.

Leading the way was a young man who looked like a gentleman. He wore a moon-white robe with delicate silver cloud patterns embroidered on the hem, which shimmered softly in the sunlight.

He was tall and slender, like a jade tree in the wind, and every step he took carried an innate elegance and composure.

The young master was exceptionally handsome, with sword-like eyebrows that slanted upwards to his temples, and eyes like deep, dark pools, clear yet mysterious, as if they held endless stars.

His long, tied-up hair was as black and glossy as ink, swaying gently in the wind, adding to his dashing charm.

Beside the young master was a middle-aged man who appeared to be a guard.

He was tall and robust, like a towering mountain, giving people a strong sense of oppression.

Following behind them was a yellow dog.

This yellow dog was agile and strong, with thick, powerful limbs. Its yellow fur was glossy and shiny, shimmering with a golden luster in the sunlight.

The strangest thing was the dog's eyes; they felt that the dog's eyes held a look of disdain.

When the yellow dog saw them looking at him, it grinned, a sly smile on its face, and tilted its head as it looked at the group.

In an instant, some people felt a slight unease, as if they were being looked down upon. "Ancestor!"

Jiang Yu respectfully approached Li Xuan and bowed.

Upon seeing Jiang Yu's appearance, everyone understood.

Grandpa!

This is the powerful backer behind Jiang Yu!

When the crowd heard Jiang Yu respectfully address the young master-like Li Xuan as "Ancestor," they were immediately in an uproar, whispering among themselves and discussing the matter.

"This...this young man is actually the ancestor behind Jiang Yu? He looks so young, how could he have such extraordinary abilities?" An elder stared wide-eyed, his face full of disbelief. He simply couldn't connect the seemingly young man in front of him with the terrifying existence that could instantly kill a Saint King.

"It must be some kind of ancient monster, right?"

"Unbelievable!"

"Yes, this is incredible. Such a young face, yet possessing strength surpassing even a Saint King. Such talent is simply unheard of!" Another teacher couldn't help but gasp, his eyes filled with amazement and awe.

The disciples of Linlang Academy were so shocked that their jaws almost dropped.

"So it turns out that Senior Brother Jiang Yu's backer is such a young and handsome patriarch. No wonder he is so confident!" A female disciple said in a low voice, her eyes shining with admiration.

"Hmph, I thought the ancestor behind Jiang Yu was some old monster with white hair and a face full of wrinkles. I never expected him to be such a remarkable figure." A male disciple said with a hint of jealousy, but his words also revealed his shock at Li Xuan's strength.

Inside the Seven Star Immortal Dynasty's palace, the civil and military officials who witnessed this scene through the water mirror were equally shocked and speechless.

"Just who is this young man? How could he so easily kill a Saint King? His strength is probably among the best in the entire cultivation world!" a minister said with a face full of awe.

"Yes, Your Majesty, it seems that our previous decision was absolutely correct. Fortunately, we did not rashly support Jiang Yang. Otherwise, if we had offended this mysterious ancestor, our Seven Star Immortal Dynasty would have been in grave danger."

Another official said with lingering fear, beads of sweat forming on his forehead.

Jiang Yang was filled with fear and resentment. He never expected that the ancestor behind Jiang Yu was so powerful that he could instantly kill the Saint King guard that he had finally found.

"This is impossible... How could he be so strong..." Jiang Yang muttered to himself, his eyes filled with despair and fear.

Wang Li, who was lying on the ground, was also stunned by this scene.

She looked at Li Xuan, her heart filled with mixed emotions. She was worried about her son Jiang Yang's impending doom, and she was also deeply afraid of Li Xuan's power.

She has nothing left now, and her son is likely to die too!
Li Xuan remained calm as his gaze swept over the crowd. Wherever he looked, everyone felt as if they were being pierced by an invisible gaze, making them feel uneasy.

His gaze fell on Jiang Yang, who swallowed hard and knelt down on the ground with a thud.

Li Xuan chuckled and teased, "What, didn't you want me to come out? Why are you kneeling down?"

Jiang Yang's lips moved, but he didn't speak. In front of someone like him, words were useless!

Jiang Yu, it's Jiang Yu again! Jiang Yu is so lucky!

[You have shaken the chosen one of destiny, Jiang Yu, gaining 6666 villain points and increasing your lifespan by 6.]

[You have shaken the chosen one of destiny, Jiang Yang, gaining 88888 villain points and increasing your lifespan by 88.]

Li Xuan glanced at Jiang Yang but then ignored him and looked up at the sky.

"Aren't you coming out yet?"

(End of this chapter)