497: Bullying the weak? Li Heng steps in.

Lin Xiao's two indifferent words were like two silent, heavy hammers, smashing fiercely into the hearts of everyone at the foot of Kunlun Mountain.

Next.

He said, next.

In the global live stream, the snowballing barrage of comments came to a bizarre halt at this moment.

Millions of viewers waiting in anticipation, and over a hundred arrogant Ancient Demons, all seemed to have been cast with a Body-fixing Spell, staring blankly at the black-clad youth in the center who hadn't even unsheathed his sword.

One finger.

Just one finger.

And a wolf demon Genius at Golden Core Great Perfection, carrying an ancient sword Dao Legacy, had his weapon shattered and was knocked unconscious.

Is this... even reasonable?!

"Gulp."

Someone, it was unclear who, swallowed hard, the sound particularly piercing in this deathly silence.

Then, a mountain-shaking, tsunami-like outburst!

"Holy crap!!!"

"What did I just see? A hallucination! This must be a hallucination! Special effects! It's definitely photoshopped!"

"Photoshopped my ass! This is a global live stream! One finger! My goodness, he didn't even use any strength, it was like shooing away a fly!"

"Where's that brother who just said Shu Mountain Sect sword techniques were badass? Does your face hurt? This is freaking dimensional reduction strike!"

"Kunlun Academy... is it actually this terrifying? And this is just one student!"

The internet was completely boiling over!

Unlike the feverish excitement of the Mortals below the mountain, the atmosphere on the dozen or so magnificent flying ships in the sky had dropped to freezing point.

Especially on the Shushan Sword Pavilion's flying ship, the faces of all the wolf demons were as black as the bottom of a pot.

Bai Sen was the most outstanding Genius of their generation and the biological nephew of the White Wolf King!

And he was... crippled by someone with just one finger?

"Roar!!!"

An uncontrollable roar filled with tyranny and killing intent erupted from the Bull Demon King's throat.

His hundred-zhang-tall massive body trembled violently due to uncontrollable rage, and his terrifying Body Integration Stage demonic power erupted like a volcanic eruption, causing the sky and clouds to change color.

"Little bastard! How dare you strike so heavily! I'll tear you apart!"

The Bull Demon King's copper-bell-like giant eyes were blood-red. He no longer cared about any damn rules. His massive bull hoof stepped violently onto the Void Realm, making the entire space tremble. His massive body, carrying a world-destroying momentum, was about to crush down on Lin Xiao!

"Enough!"

A cold light flashed in the White Wolf King's golden vertical pupils, and a grim Demonic Qi also swept out, dead-locking onto Lin Xiao.

Although he shouted for the Bull Demon King to stop, the killing intent radiating from him was even greater than that of the Bull Demon King!

Not just him.

The Fox Demon Queen of the Ten Thousand Demon Palace had eyes full of frost, the Island Lord of Penglai Immortal Island gripped his whisk tightly, and the leaders of over a dozen ancient Sects almost simultaneously released their pressure at this moment!

Over a dozen terrifying auras, the lowest being at the Body Integration Stage, fell from the sky like invisible mountains, pressing down fiercely on that solitary figure in the center!

They weren't planning on a one-on-one fight anymore!

They wanted to use absolute power to crush this Kunlun Disciple who dared to humiliate all the ancient Daoist traditions!

"Not good!"

"They're going to bully the small!"

The crowd below the mountain let out screams of terror.

Fang Yuan, Han Li, and other Kunlun Disciples' expressions changed. They instantly sacrificed their Magic Treasures, and majestic spiritual power soared into the sky, preparing to form a formation to resist.

Lin Xiao still stood in place, his black hair fluttering loudly under that terrifying pressure. He slowly raised his hand and gripped the hilt of the xueming sword on his back.

This battle was now unavoidable.

However, at the very moment those dozen mountains of aura were about to fall.

At the instant Lin Xiao was prepared to draw his sword.

Buzz—

The entire world seemed to have its pause button pressed.

The wind stopped, the clouds stalled, the noisy voices of people, the tyrannical Demonic Qi—everything came to a screeching halt at this moment.

A will that could not be described in words or perceived by the Divine Soul descended silently.

The expressions on the faces of those dozen or so arrogant Body Integration Stage great demons instantly froze, as if they had turned into a dozen lifelike ice sculptures, unable to move even a single finger.

The shock and fear in their eyes were almost overflowing.

What... power is this?!

Everyone subconsciously raised their heads and looked toward the summit of the Kunlun Immortal Mountain.

By the window of the mist-shrouded Principals Office, a lazy figure had appeared there at some unknown time.

In his hand... he seemed to be holding an unfinished bag of spicy strips.

Li Heng frowned, seemingly dissatisfied with the noisy sounds below that were disturbing his show-watching.

He didn't even speak.

Just a thought.

"If you're going to compete, then compete properly."

"At your age, bullying a student—do you have no shame?"

The indifferent voice rang directly in the minds of the White Wolf King, the Bull Demon King, and all the other Sect leaders, like the Grand Dao Sound, shaking their Divine Souls and threatening to crack their Dao Hearts!

Thud!

Under this will, the Bull Demon King's hundred-zhang-tall body actually had its legs go weak, and he knelt uncontrollably in the Void Realm, his weight pressing cracks into the space.

The White Wolf King and the other great demons also turned pale, drenched in cold sweat, only barely managing to maintain their standing posture with all their might.

Fear!

Fear from the depths of their Souls!

They hadn't even seen the other person's figure clearly before being suppressed by a single sentence until they couldn't move!

Is this... the strength of the Kunlun Academy's principal?

After a brief dead silence, the terrifying will enveloping heaven and earth receded like a tide.

The Bull Demon King and the others felt the weight lift and gasped for breath, as if they had just been fished back from the brink of drowning.

When they looked at Lin Xiao in the center again, their gaze had completely changed.

Humiliation and anger were still there, but there was more wariness and dread.

Although the crowd below and the viewers in the global live stream couldn't feel that pressure on the Divine Soul level, they saw those dozen or so previously arrogant Ancient Demons now wilting like eggplants hit by frost, and they instantly understood what had happened.

"The Principal! The Principal made a move!"

"Holy cow! He didn't even show his face, and he suppressed all those old monsters with just one sentence?!"

"This is true invincibility! What kind of crap ancient traditions? They're nothing in front of the Principal!"

"Principal: You're delaying my show, everyone get on your knees!"

Feverish worship swept the globe once again.

The White Wolf King took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing the stormy waves in his heart. He knew that it was no longer possible to regain their dignity through force today.

He cupped his hands toward the direction of the Kunlun Immortal Mountain and spoke with a hoarse voice, "We were reckless. Principal Li's lecture is well-taken."

"Since it is a Dao exchange, then let us continue."

He turned his head and looked at another Immortal Qi-shrouded flying ship behind him.

"Fellow Daoists of Penglai Immortal Island, for the second round, it shall be you."

From that flying ship, a youth wearing a cloud-patterned Daoist robe, holding a whisk, with a handsome but somewhat feminine face, stepped out slowly.

Auspicious clouds formed under his feet as he floated down into the center, facing Lin Xiao from a distance.

His eyes were full of arrogance. He glanced at the unconscious Bai Sen on the ground, a curl of contempt appearing at the corner of his mouth.

"The Sword Cultivators of Shu Mountain Sect are nothing but a group of boors who only know slaughter."

He turned his gaze to Fang Yuan and the others behind Lin Xiao, flicked his whisk, and said in a cold voice.

"I am Zhao Wuji of Penglai. A Spell Cultivator."

"Who will come to discuss the true immortal arts with me?"

As his voice fell, a phantom of a surging blue ocean suddenly appeared behind him, in which a Dragon seemed to be rolling, radiating majestic water-element spiritual power.

Han Li complained in a low voice behind him, "Good grief, this guy's entrance special effects are quite something. He's way better at posing than that wolf demon just now."

Fang Yuan smiled and walked out from the group, standing beside Lin Xiao.

He patted Lin Xiao's shoulder, "Good work, go rest. I'll take it from here."

Lin Xiao nodded, said nothing, and turned back to the group, as if the peerless swordsman who defeated the enemy with one finger just now wasn't him.

Fang Yuan moved his wrists and looked at Zhao Wuji opposite him with a gentle smile on his face.

"Fang Yuan, Head of the Magic Cultivation Department, Kunlun Academy."

"Please advise."

Zhao Wuji looked Fang Yuan up and down. Sensing the Nascent Soul Stage aura on him, the contempt in his eyes grew even stronger.

He slowly raised his hand, and a lifelike blue Dragon made entirely of flowing water roared out from the ocean phantom behind him, circling above his head, its cold dragon eyes staring intently at Fang Yuan.

"Early Nascent Soul Stage? Is the head of Kunlun only at this level?"

Zhao Wuji shook his head, his tone full of disappointment.

"Very well, I shall let you see what true water control is."

"Go, wake him up."

With his words, that water Dragon let out a deafening roar, opened its massive mouth, and pounced fiercely toward Fang Yuan!