He was resurrected indefinitely and handed over to the state by the headmistress.

"Haha! Lu Chen still hasn't come out! Could he really be dead inside?"

"Serves him right! Let him be arrogant! Let him scare us! Now he's getting his comeuppance!"

"Good riddance! Peace and quiet!"

Some students, simply out of jealousy, couldn't help but cheer quietly, their faces beaming with delight.

City Lord Zhao Qinghong stood beside the military commander, watching the teleportation beams dwindle.

His face grew paler and paler, and fine beads of cold sweat appeared on his forehead.

If Lu Chen really dies on his territory...

His future, his position as city lord, even his life...

They're probably all doomed!

The thought of the unfathomable power of the Sage of Literature made Zhao Qinghong's legs feel weak.

"It's over..."

He sighed softly, his heart filled with despair.

However, things did not turn out as some people had hoped.

Just when everyone thought the teleportation was about to end,

The giant light screen in the center of the square fluctuated violently once again!

A beam of light, more solid than ever before, flashed by!

Four figures appeared unharmed outside the light screen.

The young man at the head of the group had a cold and stern face and a tall and straight posture; it was none other than Lu Chen!

Behind him stood three women, each with a distinct style but all possessing extraordinary presence.

The fiercely determined Shangguan Hong, the pure and lovely Qian Mengmeng, and the gentle yet capable Chu Yu.

"Lu...Lu Chen?! He...he's not dead?!"

"How is that possible?! He actually survived that situation?!"

"He looks... completely unharmed? His clothes aren't even torn?"

"The three women behind him are also... well..."

The students who had been gloating just moments before suddenly stopped cheering as if they had been choked, their faces showing disbelief.

City Lord Zhao Qinghong's eyes widened suddenly, then he let out a long sigh of relief.

I felt like I had just escaped death; my back was soaked in cold sweat.

As soon as Lu Chen stepped out of the instance, he immediately felt a powerful force surge into his limbs and bones like a floodgate being opened!

[Ding! Host has been detected leaving the instance suppression environment!]

[Start calculating stored attribute points...]

[Stored attribute points +3999... Merging in progress...]

[Ding! All attributes have broken through limitations and are undergoing a significant boost...]

The notification sound in my mind rang out like celestial music.

He could clearly feel his strength, spirit, agility, and physique increasing wildly at an unprecedented rate!

A powerful feeling, as if I could control everything, filled my entire body!

He even had to consciously restrain himself to avoid his aura leaking out and causing unnecessary commotion.

However, before Lu Chen could fully savor the thrill of this surge in power, a sudden change occurred!

"Boy! Prepare to die—!!!"

A roar filled with overwhelming killing intent exploded in the sky above the square!

Near the viewing platform,

A figure enveloped in dazzling golden light, exuding an aura like a prehistoric beast, soared into the sky!

It is none other than the current head of the Zang family—Zang Feng!

His eyes were bloodshot, his beard and hair stood on end, and his body was radiating divine light.

A phantom image of a divine general wielding a giant axe vaguely appeared behind him!

The terrifying pressure was like a tangible tsunami.

It relentlessly crushed towards Lu Chen, who had just regained his footing!

He learned from his ancestors that it was the person in front of him who had harmed his son.

The hatred for killing one's son is irreconcilable.

Seeing his enemy appear now, how could Zang Feng possibly hold back?

He completely forgot about the so-called "literary genius seed," the official rules, and the big shots present!

At this moment, he had only one thought in his mind: to kill Lu Chen and avenge his son!

The furious strike from a master of the Hundred Realms was so fast that it exceeded the reaction limits of most people!

In a flash of golden light, Cang Feng appeared in the sky above Lu Chen as if by teleportation.

The fist, enveloped in destructive energy and carrying the power to crush space, slammed down towards Lu Chen's head!

Wherever the fist passed, the air groaned under its strain, and even tiny cracks appeared in the space!

The phantom of the divine general behind him also raised his giant axe, poised to strike!

"not good--!!"

City Lord Zhao Qinghong, military commander,

And the expressions of many experts present all changed drastically.

It was too late to stop them!

No one expected that Zang Feng would so recklessly and violently commit murder in public!

Lu Chen's pupils suddenly contracted!

The power within his body surged wildly.

Cross your arms and you'll have to block!

However, just as Zang Feng's devastating golden fist was less than a meter away from Lu Chen's forehead...

"Certainly."

A gentle, peaceful sound rang out softly.

With this sound,

The character "定" (dìng) exudes a vast and profound literary atmosphere.

It appeared out of thin air in front of Cang Feng's fist.

The character “定” lit up slightly.

Time seemed to stand still for Zang Feng at this moment.

His terrifying momentum came to an abrupt halt.

The boiling divine light surrounding him instantly froze.

His destructive punch was as if frozen in amber.

The imposing phantom of the divine general behind him remained motionless, still holding his axe.

Zang Feng, along with all the energy he unleashed,

They were all frozen in mid-air by an irresistible force!

They were only a stone's throw away from sinking!

Those crimson eyes now held an intense shock.

"Old man! No!!!!"

Almost at the same instant that Cang Feng was frozen in place, the light screen in the square flashed again, and Cang Long's fat figure tumbled and crawled out.

He immediately saw the horrifying sight of his old man's fist only a meter away from Lu Chen's head.

He was so frightened that his soul almost left his body.

She let out a piercing, almost deafening scream.

They scrambled and crawled towards this side.

However, he was still a step too late.

The old man has already taken action.

He was even frozen in place by the power of the Sage of Literature!

Upon seeing this scene, Canglong felt a wave of dizziness wash over him, his back was instantly drenched in cold sweat, and his legs went weak.

"It's over...it's all over, it's all over..."

He was screaming madly in his heart.

"Old man, what are you doing, acting so impulsively! Do you want to kill our whole family?"

The Sage of Literature has made a move! This is definitely the Sage of Literature making a move!

The hidden force, frozen in mid-air, suddenly shrank to pinpoints in the pupils!

The son isn't dead?

Lively and energetic?

Then... what's the deal with the death feedback of the spiritual imprint?

At this moment, a hundred thousand "whys" flashed through Zang Feng's mind.

Lu Chen slowly lowered his arm, which he had been preparing to parry, and looked up, his gaze first coldly sweeping over Cang Feng, who was standing inches away.

Then, as if sensing something, it looked towards a certain void above the square.

His intuition told him that the person who had just intervened to resolve the crisis was right there.

He withdrew his gaze and looked at Canglong, who was scrambling towards him, his tone calm yet carrying a hint of threat:

"Fatty, you handle this yourself."

If you can't handle it...

He paused, and although he didn't finish his sentence, the implication was clear:

If the collector can't handle the subsequent troubles,

Someone will naturally come and "take care of" it for them.

And that kind of "solution"

That would probably be something collectors wouldn't be willing to accept.

"I can handle it! I absolutely can handle it! Don't worry, boss! Leave it to me!"

I promise I'll handle things perfectly and won't cause you any trouble!

Zanglong was startled and quickly patted his chest to assure him, his chubby face filled with terror.

Lu Chen said no more.

A thought crossed his mind.

The floating throne instantly shimmered with light and rapidly grew larger.

It transformed into a dark gold throne, wide enough for four people to sit comfortably, with a majestic and ancient design.

He stepped onto the throne and sat down calmly.

Shangguan Hong, Qian Mengmeng, and the shrunken Xiao Tie and Chu Yu followed closely behind, standing on either side of his throne.

"Let's go."

Lu Chen gave a calm instruction.

The floating throne paused slightly, then a soft cloud of energy formed beneath it, supporting it.

Carrying a group of four, it slowly rose into the air and then flew steadily towards the orphanage.

Sunlight streamed down on the dark golden throne and the young man seated upon it.

Accompanied by three women with distinct temperaments but all outstanding appearances behind him,

It subtly exudes the extraordinary air of an emperor on a tour, looking down upon all living beings.

"etc...."