280: All enemies

Japan, Kyoto.

Inside an ancient and elegant tearoom, sandalwood incense wafted.

Kishibe Rokuji toyed with the celadon teacup in his hand, a playful smile on his face, but his eyes were chillingly cold.

“Dean Li, your Students are probably facing a life-or-death crisis right now.”

He spoke unhurriedly, with the relaxed air of a cat toying with a mouse.

“I heard an Ancient Great Demon in the Nascent Soul Stage personally made a move.”

Li Heng blew on the hot tea, not even lifting an eyelid, as if the other party was discussing a trivial matter.

However, when the term “Ancient Great Demon” came out of Kishibe Rokuji’s mouth, Li Heng’s hand, holding the teacup, paused slightly.

He finally looked up, his dark eyes calmly observing the other party.

“Ancient Great Demon?”

Seeing this, Kishibe Rokuji’s smile widened. He thought he had captured the other party’s interest and gained leverage in the negotiation.

“That’s right.”

He leaned forward, lowering his voice, with a hint of seduction.

“’The Company’ can provide Kunlun Academy with all information about the Ancient Great Demon, even the artifacts left behind after those demons fell.”

“We just need a little help from Kunlun Academy.”

“Haha.”

Li Heng let out a light, enigmatic chuckle.

He set down the teacup, its bottom clinking crisply against the table.

That chuckle and sound made Kishibe Rokuji’s heart inexplicably tighten.

Li Heng leaned back in his chair, looking at him with an indifferent expression, an gaze like a god looking down at ants in the dust.

“You’ve got one thing wrong.”

“I’m not discussing with you.”

“I’m merely listening to an ant deliver its last words.”

As his voice fell, the air in the tearoom instantly solidified!

Kishibe Rokuji’s playful smile froze, replaced by extreme shock and fury.

He had never been so disrespected!

“Li Heng! Don’t be so arrogant!”

He abruptly stood up, a chilling Aura uncontrollably erupting, causing the surrounding air to frost over.

“The reserves of our ‘Company’ are far beyond what you can imagine!”

“You...”

“Scram.”

Li Heng uttered only one word.

One word, yet it carried a terrifying majesty, as if his words commanded the Dao!

Boom!!!

An indescribably terrifying pressure erupted from within Li Heng!

There was no earth-shattering roar, no dazzling special effects.

Kishibe Rokuji’s Clone, condensed by secret arts, had no chance to struggle. Under this pressure, it shattered inch by inch, transforming into the purest energy particles, completely dissipating into nothingness.

As if he had never appeared... Meanwhile.

Hokkaido, industrial zone.

A beam of pure, ultimate Sword Light suddenly lit up from the distant sky!

That Sword Light tore through the long sky. One moment it was on the horizon, the next, it had arrived in an instant!

Onikiri, who was about to deliver the final blow to the unconscious Lu Miaomiao, suddenly froze!

A sharp Aura that made his Soul tremble locked onto him!

“Damn it!”

Onikiri roared, forced to abandon the readily available “Spirit Pill” in front of him, and turned to meet the deadly Sword Light.

On his sole remaining arm, black Demonic Qi surged wildly, instantly condensing into a thick Demonic Shield engraved with countless ghost faces!

However.

It was useless.

Swoosh—

Where the Sword Light passed, the Demonic Shield, which could have withstood a full-force attack from a Late Golden Core Stage Cultivator, was as fragile as paper, cleanly split in two without suspense.

The Sword Light’s momentum remained undiminished, leaving a terrifying, bone-deep wound on Onikiri’s chest!

“Pfft!”

Black demonic blood gushed out like a fountain!

“Ugh ah!”

Onikiri let out a painful groan. The terrifying Sword Intent remaining in the chest wound was frantically destroying his vitality.

He looked towards the source of the Sword Light with a face full of horror.

Another one!

What kind of monsters are these Kunlun Academy guys!

Dust and Sword Light slowly dissipated.

A figure, white robes like snow, holding an ancient longsword, quietly stood in front of Fang Yuan and Zhang Qiqi.

The newcomer was Lin Xiao.

“Lin Xiao!”

Upon seeing that familiar figure, Fang Yuan’s tightly strung nerves finally completely relaxed.

He’s here.

Their sharpest Sword, has arrived.

And at this moment.

“Whoosh!”

“Whoosh whoosh!”

From all directions, dozens of streaks of light cut through the night sky, carrying a majestic Aura, rushing from various corners of Hokkaido.

Those were Kunlun Students who had received the highest level distress signal!

Chen Pingan, Wu Gang, Gu Qinghan, Li Qingyuan... dozens of elites from Kunlun Academy, in just a few breaths, had completely surrounded this abandoned industrial zone.

They looked at Lu Miaomiao, protected behind Fang Yuan and Zhang Qiqi, and seeing her tragic state, furious flames ignited in everyone’s eyes!

Clang! Clang! Clang!

Weapons were drawn, and waves of majestic Battle Intent soared into the sky!

The combined Auras of dozens of Peak Foundation Establishment Stage Cultivators were actually able to contend with the overwhelming Demonic Qi of the Nascent Soul Stage Ancient Great Demon!

Onikiri surveyed the young and resolute faces around him, feeling the pure and vigorous vitality emanating from them. Instead of anger, he let out an even more deranged laugh.

His crimson tongue licked his parched lips, his eyes filled with greed.

“Good, excellent!”

“So many excellent ‘Spirit Pills’ actually delivered themselves right to my doorstep!”

“Today, all of you Geniuses who don’t know the immensity of heaven and earth, shall perish here!”

“This lord will capture all of you in one fell swoop!”

Onikiri’s gaze finally locked onto Lin Xiao at the very front.

This white-robed Sword Cultivator gave him the strongest sense of threat!

As long as he killed him first, the remaining people would just be fish in a barrel!

Onikiri grinned menacingly, his figure instantly vanishing from his spot!

The extreme sense of crisis made every inch of Lin Xiao’s skin react.

But he remained calm, merely looking at the empty Void Realm in front of him, and slowly spoke.

“Sword Two, Dragon Snake.”

Buzz—

The ancient sword “jingzhe” in his hand, which had just recognized him as its master, let out an excited hum.

The next moment.

A white Dragon, completely condensed from pure Sword Qi, roared out from the sword, charging towards the empty Void Realm!

...In the distant Kyoto tearoom.

Li Heng withdrew the vast spiritual sense that enveloped the entire Japan, a gratified smile curving at the corner of his mouth.

The Students’ reactions were even faster and better than he had expected.

Although Lu Miaomiao’s injuries were extremely severe, her Foundation was still intact. With the powerful recovery ability of the Refining System, coupled with the Academy’s Medicinal Pills, she would fully recover after a period of recuperation.

Her life was not in danger.

As for that Ancient Great Demon who had just broken through to the Early Stage Nascent Soul Stage... Li Heng picked up the slightly cool clear tea on the table and drank it in one gulp.

To him, that was merely the best whetstone to test the results of his Students’ cultivation.

He had confidence in the Students he had taught.