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Hundreds of important figures who could cause earthquakes just by stomping their feet anywhere in the world were now sitting cross-legged on meditation cushions, like a group of misbehaving elementary school students, not daring to breathe loudly.

The classroom was frighteningly quiet.

They looked at one another, but no one dared to speak first.

Han Li, standing in the back row of the classroom and acting as a “Teaching Assistant,” lightly nudged Fang Yuan next to him with his elbow, lowered his voice, and pointed his chin in one direction.

“See that, Fang Yuan’er.”

“That guy with the receding hairline up front is the Vice-Leader of the America Ability User Alliance. Last time, he was clamoring to sanction us.”

A look of unconcealed mockery hung on Han Li's lips.

“Now look at him; he’s as obedient as a grandson.”

Fang Yuan followed his gaze and indeed saw a white man in a suit with a receding hairline, sitting rigidly upright, his shirt back already soaked with sweat.

Fang Yuan twitched his mouth but said nothing.

He was still not quite used to scenes like this.

Liu Lian, on the other hand, seemed isolated from the entire world.

He stood leaning against the wall, arms crossed, white hair scattered over his shoulders, eyes closed. The Sword Intent emanating from him, warning others to keep away, was more effective than the classroom air conditioning.

Time passed minute by minute.

The big shots on the meditation cushions started to get restless, exchanging glances as the atmosphere grew increasingly strange.

When exactly would the Dean of Kunlun Academy arrive?

Just as a hot-tempered Nordic giant couldn't help but want to ask a question.

A lazy voice rang out in everyone's ears without any warning.

“Everyone’s here?”

“Then let’s begin.”

Buzz!

Everyone in the classroom felt as if their heads had been struck by something, leaving their minds completely blank.

They raised their heads in horror, looking sharply at the empty podium in front.

Upon seeing it, everyone's pupils constricted to the size of needlepoints.

Unbeknownst to anyone, the legendary Dean of Kunlun, Li Heng, was already sitting quietly in the chair behind the podium.

It was as if he had been sitting there the whole time.

As if he were a part of this very Heaven and Earth.

Not a single one of the hundreds of masters present had detected how he appeared!

What the hell is this!

This fundamentally violates the Conservation of Energy!

Li Heng completely ignored their ghost-seeing expressions, calmly tore open a packet of Latiao, pulled one out to chew on, and spoke indistinctly.

“I called you here mainly because your group's Cultivation Systems are too outdated and full of flaws.”

“It makes me anxious just watching.”

As soon as he said this, the expressions of many people present changed.

Outdated?

They were all the top existences within their respective systems!

Li Heng's gaze swept across the classroom, and he casually pointed at an Egyptian Elder wearing ancient Priestly Robes and having dark skin.

“Like you.”

“In this day and age, you're still using the most primitive Power Of Faith. The conversion efficiency is pitifully low, and if your followers run away, you're dead.”

“Furthermore, it's easy to be 'disconnected' by beings with a higher Rank than you, just like that ugly thing called Anubis before—it looks good but is useless.”

That Sun Priest was the most highly respected figure in contemporary Egypt.

When had he ever suffered such humiliation?

The elder's face instantly turned the color of pig liver, and a scorching aura rose from him. He abruptly stood up, ready to refute.

Li Heng didn't even spare him a glance.

He flicked his finger.

An insignificant speck of light, too fast for anyone to react to, directly submerged into the Sun Priest's Glabella.

“You!”

The Sun Priest was about to erupt in rage.

The next second, he froze completely.

He felt a gentle yet domineering power surging through his body.

The Energy Blockages that had troubled him for decades, accumulated in his Meridians like stubborn rocks, were as fragile as tofu dregs before this power.

Crack! Crack!

Subtle sounds of shattering came from within his body.

His previously stagnant and obscure Cultivation Technique Bottleneck actually... actually showed signs of loosening!

This!

How is this possible!

The Sun Priest's body began to tremble violently, not from anger, but from extreme shock and fear.

He looked at the young man on the podium who was still chewing Latiao, his eyes moving from anger to horror, and finally settling on endless reverence.

Plop!

This Old Priest, who was revered as a god in Egypt, had his legs give way and respectfully performed an ancient and solemn bow toward Li Heng.

Cold sweat streamed down his forehead.

This scene caused all the other dissatisfied big shots in the classroom to shut their mouths.

None of them were fools.

The fact that the Sun Priest knelt on the spot already explained everything.

“And you all.”

Li Heng's gaze fell upon Chief Archmage John of the European Delegation of Mages.

“Magic? Borrowing the power of the Elements of Heaven and Earth—it sounds grand, but in reality, you're just a Middleman; you'll never become the true boss.”

He then looked at the representative from Japan, a Ninja with a cold aura.

“Ninjutsu is even more outrageous. Instead of following the proper Dao, you insist on learning Petty Tricks and Cunning Devices; it's simply beneath consideration.”

Finally, his gaze rested on the Vice-Leader with the receding hairline.

“As for Abilities... Genetic Mutation? Heh, you're just a bunch of lucky fools who don't even understand the source of your own power. Your Foundation is unstable, and your Upper Limit is locked.”

Every word Li Heng spoke was like a precise knife, stabbing fiercely into the hearts of these big shots.

Every sentence hit the vital point.

The Fatal Flaws of every system were mercilessly exposed and clearly articulated by him.

The atmosphere in the classroom changed completely.

From initial suspicion and dissatisfaction, it slowly turned into shock and conviction.

In the end, only one emotion remained in everyone's eyes.

Fanaticism!

They finally realized that this was not some Hongmen Banquet at all.

This was truly a Divine Classroom, capable of changing the world and completely transforming them!

Looking at the faces below, filled with fanaticism and worship, Li Heng felt no emotional fluctuation.

While describing a brand new blueprint for Cultivation—where Divine Soul and Physical Body advanced together, and Energy resonated with Law—he simultaneously released a wisp of Divine Thought that no one could detect.

This wisp of Divine Thought, like a silent breeze, swept through every corner of the classroom.

It gently scanned everyone present, probing into the deepest part of their Divine Souls.

This was the true purpose of Li Heng holding this Public Class.

Fishing!

In his perception, the Divine Souls of most people were “clean”—though mixed, they were not polluted.

However.

About a dozen people had an extremely subtle, Evil Black Light emanating from the deepest part of their Divine Souls, which shared the same origin as the “Shadow.”

These black lights were like a Maggot in the Bone, perfectly intertwined with their Divine Souls. If Li Heng's Realm hadn't been ridiculously high, it would have been impossible to discover them.

Found them.

A cold smile curled Li Heng's lips.

The “Time Bombs” planted globally by the “Gui Xu” Organization actually included so many high-ranking figures.

Interesting.

Li Heng retracted his Divine Thought, looking at the big shots below who were worked up into a fervor by his words, and had only one thought in his mind.

Catching them all in one fell swoop certainly saves trouble.