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Chapter 178 The Might Reigns Supreme! And I am that strongman!
*Thud!* Holy light exploded! "Ugh!" Chen Xin let out a shrill scream as his right arm was severed at the shoulder!

Blood gushed out! But at the same time, under the immense terror and pressure of this life-or-death moment, the bottleneck within his body that had stagnated for many years suddenly shattered! An even stronger sword intent soared into the sky!

Peak level 96 → Level 97! He actually broke through at this moment!
The ancient banyan tree was also severely injured by the aftershocks of the explosion, spitting blood as it was thrown backward. Its injuries were serious, but it managed to survive.

The power of the new breakthrough filled Chen Xin's body, instantly restoring some of his mobility.

He looked at his severed arm, then at the eight-winged angel in front of him who was still surrounded by holy light and seemed invincible, and at the unfathomable Ling Han below. He felt no joy of breakthrough, only boundless fear and lingering dread!
He had no doubt that if the other side had wanted to, that sword strike just now would have been enough to completely eliminate them!

Taking advantage of the brief moment when Ye Guyi was slightly stunned by his breakthrough, Chen Xin endured the excruciating pain of his severed arm and desperately swung his sword again with his newly acquired level 97 soul power! "Ninth Soul Skill! Divine and Demonic Slash!" A sword beam, thinner but more condensed than before, shot towards the ground in front of Ye Guyi, not as an attack, but to block and create dust!
"Old bones, let's go!" With his last bit of strength, Chen Xin grabbed the heavily injured Gu Rong and transformed into a streak of sword light. He fled towards the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School at a speed that burned through his remaining soul power, without looking back! His speed even surpassed that of when he came!

Ling Han remained leisurely seated on the bench, as if watching a grand spectacle that had nothing to do with him. A playful smile played on his lips; he was quite satisfied with the absolute strength Ye Guyi had displayed.

Ye Guyi dispersed the dust and watched the two disappear into the horizon, without giving chase. She returned to Ling Han's side and bowed slightly: "Sect Master, I failed to stop them. Please punish me."

Ling Han looked in the direction Chen Xin had fled, a meaningful smile playing on his lips: "It's alright. Severing his arm has actually helped him break through to level ninety-seven in terms of soul power. This feud is even more interesting now. Let's go, it's time to get down to business."

He slowly stood up, his gaze sweeping over the ravaged Blue Tyrant Academy, finally settling on the largest building deep within the academy. His voice, as cold as ice, clearly resonated throughout the entire academy:
"Liu Erlong".

"After watching this show for so long, it's time to come out, isn't it?"

"Or do you want me to personally 'invite' you out?"

Ling Han's voice wasn't loud, but it was like a cold awl, piercing through the dust and ruins of the square, clearly penetrating into the largest building deep within the academy, carrying an unquestionable command and a hint of chilling killing intent.

A deathly silence fell over the entire Blue Tyrant Academy. Students huddled behind the ruins, trembling and barely breathing.

The students who had collapsed due to Ling Han's powerful aura were ashen-faced, their eyes filled with despair.

The teachers struggled to sit up from the rubble, their faces pale and blood trickling from their mouths, but they were powerless to stop anything. They could only look at Ling Han's back with complicated emotions.

Ye Guyi's eight wings fluttered lightly, hovering quietly above and behind Ling Han. Her azure eyes swept across the entire scene indifferently, ensuring that no one could disturb her sect leader.

After a brief silence, the door to the largest building—the dean's office and dormitory—finally creaked open.

A figure walked out from it.

She was a woman who looked to be in her thirties, wearing a simple blue cloth dress, which could not hide her voluptuous and alluring figure.

Her face wasn't stunningly beautiful, but it possessed a wild, heroic spirit and a mature charm, with an unyielding melancholy and stubbornness locked between her brows. At this moment, her face was also pale, her hands clenched into fists so tightly that her nails almost dug into her flesh, and her eyes looked at Ling Han in the square with a complex mix of anger, humiliation, fear, and a hint of... determination.

She is none other than Liu Erlong, the dean of Lanba Academy!
The killing corner of the Golden Iron Triangle, the daughter of Yu Luomian, the former Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, Yu Xiaogang's cousin and... former admirer.

She walked step by step, her steps a little unsteady, but she stubbornly refused to show weakness.

She saw the students lying all over the ground, the teachers in a sorry state amidst the ruins, and even more so, the icy blue figure who ruled over everything, and the blonde woman behind him who was like an angel descending from heaven, whose terrifying power inspired despair.

“Ling Han…” Liu Erlong’s voice was hoarse and trembling, but she tried her best to remain calm. “What… what exactly do you want? The Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan has already been destroyed by you. I have long been expelled from the sect and have nothing to do with it anymore!”

"This academy is merely a place where I shelter some commoner students and allow them to eke out a living; it holds no value for you! Why must you exterminate them all?!"

Her tone was filled with grief, indignation, and resentment. She asked herself why, having never provoked the Beast God Pavilion and only wishing to spend her remaining years guarding this small academy, disaster had still befallen her.

Ling Han's icy blue eyes scrutinized Liu Erlong without any emotion, as if examining an object.

"Liu Erlong, you're wrong." Ling Han's voice was calm and even. "First of all, whether Blue Tyrant Academy has any value is up to me, not you."

He paused, then continued, each word like an ice bead falling to the ground: "Secondly, I came here not because you are a remnant of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, but because... I have taken a liking to this academy."

"What?" Liu Erlong was stunned, then a surge of absurdity and anger welled up inside him. "You've taken a fancy to it? Just because you've taken a fancy to it, you want to take it by force?"

"You intend to injure my Blue Tyrant Academy's teachers and destroy my Blue Tyrant Academy? Ling Han, you're being far too domineering!"

"Overbearing?" Ling Han's lips curled into a cold smile. "In this world, strength is the only truth. I am stronger than you, so what I set my sights on is naturally mine."

"You should have understood this principle a long time ago. Just like when your biological father, Yu Luomian, removed you from the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, it was simply because he thought you were 'useless' and 'a hindrance' (personal reasons)."

These words were like a sharp knife, piercing the deepest scar in Liu Erlong's heart. Her body trembled violently, her face turned even paler, and a painful memory flashed in her eyes.

“Now,” Ling Han took a step and slowly walked towards Liu Erlong, each step seemingly treading on her heartbeat, “I’ll give you two choices.”

He stopped in front of Liu Erlong, looking down at her. His voice wasn't loud, but it carried a suffocating sense of oppression: "First, submit to me and bring all the teachers and students of Lanba Academy under my Beast God Pavilion's command."

(End of this chapter)