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C929

The entire academy was filled with grief.

Some powerhouses were weeping blood. They couldn't wait to become stronger, and it wasn't as if they didn't even have the strength to be affected in this situation.

A trace of sadness flashed across Du Shaomu's eyes. However, his expression did not change.

Only Du Shaomu and Faculty Elder Qing Ling knew.

Faculty Elder Qing Ling had reached the end. The oil lamp had dried up, and there was nothing he could do about it!

These were the rules of the Heavenly Dao. No one could change them.

Under normal circumstances, Faculty Elder Qing Ling wouldn't even be able to last until now.

A few days ago, Du Shaomu had found out everything. There was no way to change the result.

But after using some methods, Faculty Elder Qing Ling could persist for a few more days and temporarily restore the cultivation to its peak state.

This was not difficult for Du Shaomu as it was a well-known path.

Under normal circumstances, even if Faculty Elder Qing Ling self-destructed, he wouldn't have the chance to kill Nanmen Qingyan completely.

After all, Nanmen Qingyan had been on guard against Faculty Elder Qing Ling self-destructing. Otherwise, she wouldn't have retreated ten days ago.

However, both Nanmen Qingyan and Bloodknife Ancestor did not expect Faculty Elder Qing Ling to still be able to unleash such a powerful force in the end.

"Puff …"

Bloodknife Ancestor got out of the way and retreated with his saber horizontally. At this moment, his face was extremely pale.

At this moment, Bloodknife Ancestor was in a sorry state, and there was still a lingering fear in his heart. Fear could not help but surge out from deep within his blood-red pupils.

If Faculty Elder Qing Ling hadn't been on guard when he self-destructed, he would have suffered the same fate as Nanmen Qingyan.

But even so, he was heavily injured.

Only he himself knew how serious his injuries were.

Bloodknife Ancestor was also wondering why Faculty Elder Qing Ling would self-destruct to such a terrifying degree.

Bloodknife Ancestor still had some lingering fear in his heart. His blood-red eyes gazed at the battle between the old deer and Jiang Chen in the depths of the academy. He could feel the obscure aura that suffused the air around them, and he once again looked down at the teenager on the Colorful Demonic Butterfly's back with a complicated gaze.

However, Bloodknife Ancestor did not hesitate and directly soared into the sky.

To be able to single-handedly create Bloodknife Sect and even make Bloodknife Sect stand up till now, Bloodknife Ancestor not only relied on strength and viciousness, but more importantly, he was extremely cautious.

Even if he joined hands with Nanmen Qingyan, he would still be incomparably cautious. Otherwise, if he was even the slightest bit off, he would have been injured.

Nanmen Qingyan was dead, and the old deer was not really dead yet. There were still many old enemies in the four directions and Bloodknife Ancestor was seriously injured. Bloodknife Ancestor chose to protect himself to prevent himself from being caught red-handed by others.

Outside of World College, the cautious Dai Hu was also dumbfounded.

The four forces' army had been instantly turned into ashes. Powerful warriors like Nanmen Binngjue, Smoker, Grandfather Blood Nether, and Ju Loong had all disappeared.

The death of Nanmen Qingyan, that Saint realm expert, was completely unbelievable. This was not the result he had imagined.

"Let's go …"

Bloodknife Ancestor pierced through the air and appeared. A wave of blood light wrapped around Dai Hu, instantly disappearing into thin air.

Mo Qingfeng and Witch Ghost Emperor came back to their senses.

Seeing Dai Hu was taken away by Bloodknife Ancestor, the two of them did not hesitate and did not dare to stay.

Witch Ghost Emperor also flew away with Zhui Tian.

"old deer, you really calculated it well, I underestimated you!"

Deep in the sky, there was a thunderous explosion that shook the entire universe. The voice of the South Gate's Jiang Chen became icy cold.

An existence like Nanmen Qingyan, could not afford to lose her Nanmen Aristocratic Family. Originally, she had thought that there would be no mistakes this time, but who would have thought that so many people would die in the end?

And all of this, Jiang Chen from the southern gate naturally thought it was the old deer's scheme. It had caused heavy losses to the Nanmen Aristocratic Family, and had already reached the point of breaking one's bones!

"Nanmen Jiang Chen, you haven't made any progress after so many years!"

The old deer said nothing more.

"old deer, my Nanmen Family will not let this debt go so easily!"

Jiang Chen's voice sounded from the depths of the void, a bit unwilling.

His Bloodknife Sect, Dragon Descending Sect, and Witch Ghost Sect had all been annihilated, leaving him alone, unable to deal with the old deer.

If they continued to fight, they would only end up with injuries on both sides, allowing the fishermen to reap the benefits.

Therefore, Jiang Chen had no choice but to leave.

In the depths of the void, the astonishing activity gradually disappeared. The sea of clouds was calm, and the divine light was withdrawn.

Around World College, all the students and teachers were still immersed in grief.

The silhouette of the old deer appeared in the air once again, its entire body still emitting bright rays of light. Streams of complex and profound runes flickered around its body, as it looked around the sky and said: "World College, have not reached the level of mother yet, Nanmen Aristocratic Family, Bloodknife Sect, Dragon Descending Sect, Witch Ghost Sect, Witch Ghost Sect, and in a few days, I will personally go there!"

His voice was not loud, but it echoed for thousands of kilometers, resounding both within and outside the World College. It was as if it could be heard by the entire Wild Domain.

Far off in the air, there were many expressions of shock on their faces. After which, the auras of the crowd all vanished.

Outside the World College, countless pairs of eyes were still immersed in shock.

Hearing the old deer's words, many people's eyes started to ripple.

This protective Holy Beast was going to go to Nanmen Aristocratic Family, Bloodknife Sect, Witch Ghost Sect, that meant, World College had not reached a point that would truly cause one to become a mother.

This time, the four forces had joined forces and provoked the anger of the old deer.

Sensing that many of the powerful hidden auras in all four directions had disappeared, the old deer soared into the sky, its eyes flickering with light. It looked down at the World College teachers and students on the plaza and said: "No need to be sad, Qing Ling's oil lamp is exhausted, this is his best result, his World College is still alive."

"Master Holy Beast."

Dean Mo Hongju raised his head as if he wanted to ask something.

"There's no need to say anything. Everything is as it should be."

The old deer interrupted Mo Hongru and looked at Du Shaomu: "Young man, why don't we talk?"

Du Shaomu raised his eyes, looked at the old deer for a while and said: "Then let's chat!"

"Follow me."

The old deer nodded, and its figure disappeared into the void.1

"..."

The four great forces had all turned to ash, and Jiang Chen had retreated from the southern gate.

Bloodknife Ancestor, Dai Hu, Mo Qingfeng, and Witch Ghost Emperor fled in a sorry state.

These were the four great forces that were menacing and brimming with killing intent.

Many strong warriors and elites had come, but in the end, only a few had escaped in a sorry state.

In truth, it had only been an hour or so.

The four great forces had already hastily brought an end to the battle of World College before it had even begun.

The World College gate exploded, the mountain peak collapsed, and was razed to the ground.

Dozens of miles within the academy, trampled by the four great armies, it was a complete mess.

From the rubble, teachers and students of World College walked out.

Looking at the crumbled courtyard, tears welled up in everyone's eyes.

There were elderly teachers and coaches who squatted down to pick up the shattered gate. Their throats were choked with sobs, their bodies were trembling, and tears were streaming down their faces!

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