471: This aesthetic is so outdated!

Li Heng snapped his eyes open, a playful glint flashing within them.

"Found you."

He applied a light pressure with his fingertips.

Crack!

The bizarre black crystal, which had undergone Fusion with over a dozen Soul Seeds and was constantly writhing, shattered at the sound. It turned into a cloud of pure ash and dissipated into the air.

He had finally flushed out this nest of rats.

Li Heng stretched and leaned back in his executive chair, pondering whether he should personally go on a business trip to wipe out that so-called "Divine Court" in one fell swoop.

But then he had a second thought.

No, it would be too much trouble.

He was the dignified Dean of Kunlun Academy, with hundreds of students under him and a bunch of "hungry" New Students waiting for his "loving care." Where would he find the time to run errands personally?

Besides, he hadn't even finished the spicy stripss in the Dean's Office yet.

A business trip? Out of the question.

Li Heng's gaze pierced through the office's floor-to-ceiling window, looking outside.

Beneath the enlightenment tower, Liu Lian's Sword Intent soared into the sky, prompting many students from the Sword Cultivation Department to sit cross-legged and attempt to gain enlightenment.

Inside the Teaching Building, Fang Yuan was biting the bullet to give a public lecture to the New Students, surrounded by a group of starry-eyed fangirls, unsure of where to even put his hands.

The entire Kunlun Immortal Mountain was thriving, and the atmosphere of involution was so thick it had almost condensed into substance.

Li Heng nodded in satisfaction.

However, mere involution wasn't enough.

It was time to find some real enemies for these little guys, and for his few Clones who were bored out of their minds.

It would save them from having too much energy and causing trouble in the academy every day.

At this thought, a smile curled on Li Heng's lips.

With a single thought.

"One Qi Transforms into Three Pure Ones!"

Buzz!

Ripples spread through the space of the entire Dean's Office.

Li Heng's body became illusory, and immediately after, two figures identical to him stepped out from within his body.

One was dressed in black with black hair, his eyes as sharp as swords. A faint Sword Intent lingered around him, as if he himself were a peerless divine weapon drawn from its sheath.

The other was slightly more burly, with knotted muscles that exuded an explosive sense of power. He grinned with a face full of belligerence and excitement.

"Main body, what's up? Is there a fight?"

The Body Tempering Clone spoke impatiently, cracking his knuckles in a series of sharp pops.

The Sword Cultivator Clone merely watched Li Heng quietly, waiting for orders.

Li Heng yawned and pointed at the ceiling.

"There, I've found a job for you."

"Go to Jupiter. There's a ghostly thing called the 'Divine Court' there. Go scout the way."

The Body Tempering Clone's eyes lit up.

"Scout the way? How? Should I just tear that Divine Court thing apart?"

Li Heng waved his hand, his tone lazy.

"Up to you."

"You can make a bit of a scene, just don't embarrass me."

"You got it!"

The Body Tempering Clone slapped his chest excitedly.

In the next second, he and the Sword Cultivator Clone both became illusory and vanished from the office.

Li Heng leaned back in his chair again, picked up a pack of spicy stripss, and began to eat leisurely.

One still has to work the shift... Meanwhile.

Deep within the Asteroid Belt between Mars and Jupiter.

An evil Divine Court, constructed from countless meteorites and war wreckage, floated silently in the cold Universe.

Inside the Divine Court's main hall, the atmosphere was oppressive to the extreme.

Over a hundred Ancient Demons, each radiating a terrifying aura, had grim expressions. No one dared to speak first.

Not long ago, they had personally witnessed the Ancient Demon God Lava Giant being ground to death by a group of juniors from Kunlun Academy!

"Lord Zhurong... he was an Ancient Demon God at the Body Integration Stage!"

Finally, a Bull-headed Demon God with twin horns broke the silence, his voice dry.

"To think... he was actually killed by a group of juniors who aren't even Immortals!"

"How is this possible!"

His words were like lighting a powder keg.

The hall instantly erupted into an uproar.

"Not only that!"

The Fallen Angel, who had once suffered greatly at the foot of Kunlun Mountain, was pale, and the feathers on his wings were somewhat disheveled.

"Did you see it? That kid named Lin Xiao, that final sword strike that blocked our combined attack..."

"And that Body Cultivator named Chen Pingan, he could actually withstand Lord Zhurong's attacks head-on!"

"Kunlun Academy is too outrageous!"

"Just what kind of monsters are these people of the Human Race!"

Fear spread like a plague through the hearts of these Ancient Demons who had once dominated the world.

They had lived for endless ages and had never seen such a bizarre thing.

A group of juniors at the Golden Core and Nascent Soul Stage could actually go back and forth with a demon god at the Body Integration Stage, and even kill him in the end!

This had completely overturned their understanding!

Just as the demons were in a state of panic, a supreme pressure radiated from the throne at the very top of the hall.

"What is there to panic about?"

A cold, emotionless voice echoed throughout the hall.

The demons' hearts jolted, and they all prostrated themselves on the ground, not even daring to breathe loudly.

In the shadows of the throne, a blurry figure slowly emerged—it was the Dominator of the Divine Court.

"A bunch of useless things. Just because one Zhurong died, you're scared like this?"

The Dominator's voice was full of disdain.

"Kunlun Academy is indeed a variable. That Li Heng is also somewhat interesting."

"But that is all."

The Dominator's tone was filled with absolute confidence and arrogance.

"When my true body descends, Kunlun and Li Heng will all turn to ash."

Hearing the Dominator's words, the demons finally breathed a sigh of relief, and the fear in their hearts subsided slightly.

However, at that very moment!

Boom! Boom!

Two indescribably terrifying auras, like two stars descending from beyond the heavens, pressed down upon the Divine Court without any warning!

The entire Divine Court shook violently, and countless meteorites fell in cascades!

Before these two auras, the hundred-plus Ancient Demons in the hall were as insignificant as ants!

Every one of them was pressed flat against the ground, unable to even lift their heads, their Divine Souls trembling!

"This... this aura!"

"It's Li Heng! It's that Li Heng!"

"He... he's attacking!"

"It's over! We're all going to die!"

The fear that had just been suppressed erupted once more at this moment, with a hundred or a thousand times the intensity!

For the first time, the Dominator's expression also became solemn.

But then he saw something clearly and flew into a rage.

"A bunch of trash!"

The Dominator's roar echoed in the hall.

"Lift your heads! Look clearly!"

"Those are just two of his Clones!"

"Clones?"

The demons struggled to lift their heads, their Divine Thought probing outward.

When they confirmed that the source of those two world-destroying auras was indeed just two figures, the Dao Hearts of all the demons completely collapsed.

Just two Clones possessed such might?

Then just how terrifying must his main body be?

In the cold Universe outside the Divine Court.

A black-clad Sword Cultivator and a burly Body Cultivator stood side by side.

The Sword Cultivator Clone simply watched the evil Divine Court before him, his hand resting on his sword hilt.

The Body Tempering Clone, on the other hand, crossed his arms and sized up this so-called Divine Court, built from a heap of scrap metal and stones, from top to bottom.

He curled his lip and let out an unshielded sneer.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk. This is that Divine Court? This aesthetic is way too low-class!"