564: Chapter 564 New Campus

Upon hearing the Dean's lazy voice transmission, Chen Pingan, who was about to punch the leading brawny man's head into his chest, abruptly stopped his movement.

He twisted his neck, and a series of popping sounds came from his joints.

"Did you all hear that?"

Chen Pingan grinned, revealing a mouthful of white teeth, and looked at his companions.

"The Dean has spoken; we're taking them alive."

"Hehe, understood!"

Lu Miaomiao licked her lips. She had been preparing to use her Martial Dao True Body but also retracted her immense blood Qi.

"It's been a while since I practiced grappling. These ignorant guys are perfect for some practice."

The other dozen or so Disciples of the Refining System all showed excited expressions.

To them, this wasn't a battle at all.

It was a practical training session.

And the kind that came right to their doorstep.

On the other side, the dozen or so native Cultivators rushing over had no idea what kind of monsters they were facing.

"Big brother, look at them, they're still smiling!"

"They must be scared silly! They think we're joking with them!"

"Brothers, let's finish this quickly! Grab the treasures, then find a place to hide!"

The One-Eyed Dragon, who was leading them, had greedy light flickering in his eyes. He could already imagine himself rushing into that Immortal Mountain and rolling around in the treasure vault.

His cultivation was the highest, surprisingly at the Early Stage of Nascent Soul. In this broken continent, he was considered a strong figure.

"The muscliest one, and that girl, they're mine!"

The One-Eyed Dragon sneered, conjuring a blood-red great saber, and slashed it towards Chen Pingan and Lu Miaomiao.

"You all deal with the rest!"

Looking at the great saber wrapped in a bloody, foul wind, Chen Pingan curled his lips in disdain.

"Wu Gang."

He didn't even have the interest to move, merely calling out faintly.

"Yes!"

A burly, honest-looking young man responded and stepped forward.

It was Wu Gang, who was only second to Chen Pingan and Lu Miaomiao in the Refining System.

He also had a Nascent Soul Stage cultivation.

Facing the One-Eyed Dragon's aggressive saber strike, Wu Gang didn't even bother using a Magic Treasure.

He simply took a step forward.

Then, he threw a punch.

There were no Spiritual Qi fluctuations, no dazzling lights.

It was purely physical strength, condensed to the extreme.

"Courting death!"

Seeing the opponent dare to meet his blood saber with a bare fist, the One-Eyed Dragon's face twisted into a cruel smile.

His saber could cleave through mountains!

However, the next second.

His smile froze on his face.

Wu Gang's fist, arriving later but striking first, directly hit the broad saber blade.

"Clang!"

With a crisp sound, the blood-red great saber shattered like glass, instantly exploding into countless fragments.

"What?"

The One-Eyed Dragon's eyes nearly popped out.

This was his Lifebound Treasure!

Before he could react, Wu Gang's fist, its momentum unchecked, passed through the flying fragments and solidly struck his chest.

"Bang!"

A dull thud echoed. The One-Eyed Dragon's body flew backward like a broken sack, spewing a mouthful of blood mixed with organ fragments in mid-air.

He crashed heavily to the ground, his chest completely caved in, barely breathing. It was clear he wouldn't survive.

Although he was also at the Nascent Soul Stage, he couldn't even withstand a single punch from the opponent.

This sudden scene made the remaining dozen or so Cultivators, who had been howling and charging, abruptly halt their steps.

"B-big brother?"

"O-one punch?"

Everyone was dumbfounded.

And while they were stunned, Chen Pingan, Lu Miaomiao, and the others had already moved.

A dozen figures, like tigers entering a flock of sheep, instantly charged into the group of native Cultivators.

"Ah!"

"My leg!"

"Don't hit my face!"

Accompanied by wails and howls, the battle ended in less than a minute.

The dozen or so native Cultivators, all bruised and swollen, with broken limbs, were dragged like dead dogs to the gate of Kunlun Mountain.

Li Heng was sitting on a grand armchair that had been moved out, leisurely sipping tea.

"Dean, they've all been captured."

Chen Pingan clapped the dust off his hands.

"Mm."

Li Heng nodded, his gaze falling on the One-Eyed Dragon, who had been half-beaten to death by Wu Gang's punch.

He casually pointed a finger, and a surge of life energy was injected into the man's body.

The One-Eyed Dragon's injuries instantly improved. Although still weak, he could now speak.

"Immortal... Immortal, spare my life! Senior, spare my life!"

The One-Eyed Dragon prostrated on the ground, kowtowing frantically, scared out of his wits.

"I ask, you answer."

Li Heng's voice was calm.

"Yes! Yes! Senior, please ask, I will tell you everything I know!"

"Where is this?"

"Th-this... this is the Qingyun Realm!"

The One-Eyed Dragon was stunned, not understanding why this Immortal would ask such a question.

"Qingyun Realm?"

Li Heng's brows twitched. He glanced at the God of Wealth statue nearby.

Within the statue, Grand Elder of Qingyun Immortal Sect's Divine Soul fluctuated violently, filled with horror.

He never expected Li Heng to bring the entire mountain directly to their old home.

"It seems he didn't lie to me."

Li Heng had a clear idea.

"Continue. What happened to the Qingyun Immortal Sect? Why did this place turn into such a mess?"

"Replying to Senior..."

The One-Eyed Dragon dared not conceal anything, trembling as he recounted everything he knew.

It turned out that this was indeed the ruins of the Qingyun Realm.

Hundreds of years ago, a terrifying entity called the 'realm ruins' descended and began slowly devouring the entire Qingyun Realm.

The Heavenly Dao shattered, Spiritual Qi dried up, and the Laws became chaotic.

The Qingyun Immortal Sect, as the strongest Sect at the time, gathered the power of the entire world to build a 'Heaven-Shifting Ark' and fled with its elites.

As for these low-level Cultivators, they were ruthlessly abandoned, barely surviving on this land that was slowly dying.

"How many people are left in this world now?" Li Heng asked again.

"I... I don't know."

The One-Eyed Dragon shook his head, his face full of despair.

"The realm ruins is expanding every day, livable areas are shrinking, and resources are becoming scarce. Everyone is desperately fighting to survive... Perhaps, perhaps less than a hundred thousand people are left."

After hearing his words, the Disciples of Kunlun Academy fell silent.

Only then did they understand why these people were so frantic.

They were just a group of pitiful wretches struggling in the apocalypse.

Li Heng looked up at the hazy, gray sky.

At the edge of his vision, a colossal, wound-like patch of blackness slowly writhed.

Wherever that blackness passed, the spatial Laws collapsed, emitting an Aura of termination and deathly silence.

That must be the 'realm ruins' the One-Eyed Dragon spoke of.

"This pathetic thing, it calls itself a realm ruins?"

Li Heng curled his lips, withdrew his gaze, a hint of disdain on his face.

The Aura of this thing was far inferior to that of Akmond, the evil god he encountered at the core of Jupiter.

At most, it was a defective product of the Mahayana Stage.

He had no interest in such a thing.

"Alright, I understand."

Li Heng waved his hand and said to Chen Pingan.

"Deal with them."

As soon as he finished speaking, the dozen or so Cultivators were terrified, crying and begging for mercy.

"Wait, Dean."

Xie Wangsheng suddenly spoke.

"We've just arrived here and are unfamiliar with the place. Keeping them might allow them to serve as guides."

"Guides?"

Li Heng thought for a moment.

"Alright, then lock them up for now."

He stood up, stretched, and looked around.

"Although this place is a bit broken, it's large enough, and after purifying the air, it's still habitable."

Li Heng pointed to the endless black plain ahead and announced to everyone.

"I've decided. With Kunlun Mountain as the center, an area of ten thousand li around it will be our academy's new campus."

"We'll do some infrastructure development; it'll be a good practical base for the students."

Everyone: "..."

Dean, we truly can't keep up with your way of thinking.

And at the moment Li Heng's words fell, the all-devouring black 'realm ruins' in the sky above subtly writhed.