168: Chapter 168 The Horror of Baichuan Holy Academy

Cao Yang, who was enjoying life in the Azure Empire, might not know that Baichuan Holy Academy, a trillion miles away, was currently plunged into a state of panic.

In the Hall of Saint Elders, there were originally nineteen seats, but eight were now empty.

Dean Tianzimu sat in the center-most position, his expression terrifyingly dark.

"Everyone, let's all share our thoughts!" Tianzimu spoke with a cold expression.

"Dean, I believe the deaths of Vice Dean Meng Hong and the others must be related to the group of mysterious Saints who attacked us last time," Shen Wansan, the Hall Master of the Law Enforcement Hall, was the first to voice his opinion.

"Mhm, I also agree with Wansan's view. Aside from this group that suddenly appeared, there shouldn't be any other power in the Divine Realm with Quasi-Saints," another Saint Elder at the Quasi-Saint Middle Stage chimed in, echoing Shen Wansan's point.

Most of the other Saint Elders nodded in succession, expressing their agreement with this view.

"Is it possible that this group of mysterious people hijacked the Azure Empire and forced them to send us a distress signal to lure us into a trap and annihilate us?" a Vice Dean sitting next to Dean Tianzimu analyzed.

He frowned, his tone carrying a hint of worry and vigilance: "If that's truly the case, then we must be cautious and not easily fall into the enemy's snare."

"If so, then their strength must be extremely formidable. The Quasi-Saints Wansan saw last time might only be a portion of their power," another Vice Dean followed up.

His expression was solemn, his eyes flickering with the light of contemplation: "Perhaps they have even more experts hidden in the shadows, waiting for an opportunity to wipe us all out in one fell swoop."

"Mhm, the Vice Dean makes sense. If they weren't powerful, Vice Dean Meng Hong and the others wouldn't have failed to return even with their remnant souls," a Saint Elder agreed.

He nodded slightly, expressing agreement with the Vice Dean's point while also revealing his apprehension regarding the enemy's strength.

With this analysis, all the Saints present felt a surge of panic in their hearts.

After all, even if everyone present acted together, they wouldn't be completely certain of thoroughly killing Vice Dean Meng Hong and the other three.

"Do you have any good countermeasures against these mysterious Quasi-Saints?" Dean Tianzimu nodded, clearly agreeing with their assessment, and continued to ask.

His voice was low and serious, filled with anxiety about the future situation.

The entire meeting room fell into silence as everyone pondered how to deal with the crisis before them.

Facing such a powerful enemy, they needed to come up with a foolproof plan to protect the academy's safety.

"Dean, I suggest recalling all Disciples outside the academy and immediately sealing off the mountain. At the same time, we should continue to contact the The Old Dean. After all, the opponent's strength is likely much greater than ours!" the Vice Dean beside Tianzimu proposed his strategy.

"I wonder if we are overestimating the enemy's strength? Is it possible they don't have any Quasi-Saint Peaks, only a large number of those below the Late Stage? Could the reason they were able to kill all our people this time be due to numerical advantage, or perhaps they used a supreme treasure again like last time? After all, their formidable strength is just our speculation." A relatively young Quasi-Saint Middle Stage Elder offered a different perspective.

Hearing this, everyone fell into deep thought, considering the possibility.

Then, another Elder spoke up: "If it is truly as you say, we could have the Dean personally lead a team, bringing along the Academy's Guardian Treasure, to test the opponent's strength. This way, we can gain a clearer understanding of their power. Even if they have a Quasi-Saint Peak, we can save our lives with the treasure. And if they don't, we might even have a chance to kill them."

This proposal received support from some, but others expressed concern: "What if the opponent really does have a Quasi-Saint Peak? Or what if their treasure can break our Guardian Treasure? Wouldn't that put the Dean in danger?"

For a time, opinions were divided, and it was difficult to reach a consensus.

Finally, Dean Tianzimu decided to personally take the Guardian Treasure and several Quasi-Saint Middle Stage Elders to investigate and see if they could gauge the opponent's true strength.

After all, they were the Baichuan Holy Academy, the sole overlord of the Divine Realm for billions of years!

They couldn't be scared into sealing the mountain just because of two setbacks without even knowing the enemy's strength.

Simultaneously, the Dean and Vice Deans began discussing how to handle the current situation.

On one hand, they needed to strengthen the academy's defenses to prevent an attack; on the other, they had to recall all external Disciples as quickly as possible to ensure their safety. Furthermore, they needed to maintain contact with the outside world to seek more support.

For an extra layer of assurance and opportunity, Dean Tianzimu used the methods left behind by the The Old Dean to contact him once more, hoping for a reply.

Unfortunately, just like last time, there was no response.

In the Void Gap between the Divine Realm and another world of the same Rank, two dignified men dressed in black were struggling to withstand the onslaught of a Void Storm.

Their expressions were solemn, and their eyes stared ahead with determination as they engaged in a fierce struggle against the Void Storm.

One of the men was named Feilong. He had a handsome face and an extraordinary aura; although he was struggling to resist, his face showed no signs of fatigue.

The other man was named Yun Binghui. His appearance was slightly inferior, but he also radiated a powerful aura.

However, fatigue was evident on his face; clearly, resisting the Void Storm was no easy task.

The two moved forward with difficulty in the Void Gap, their black robes flapping loudly in the Void Storm.

"Sigh, Junior Brother Feilong, judging by the current situation, I'm afraid this Void Storm will last for several years before it subsides!" Yun Binghui sighed helplessly.

He frowned, a hint of worry showing in his eyes, and his face now bore signs of exhaustion and irritability.

One must know that this was his first time leaving the Saint Realm to cross the void. As a True Disciple of a major power in the Saint Realm, he had never suffered such hardships.

Feilong smiled slightly and comforted him, "Senior Brother Yun, there's no need to worry too much. It's only a few years. When I crossed the void to the Saint Realm last time, I encountered over a dozen Void Storms, and even the shortest one trapped me for fifty years! In comparison, we've only met eight Void Storms on this return to the Divine Realm, and the longest was only forty years. Our luck is already quite good."

Hearing this, Yun Binghui's expression softened slightly, and he was no longer as restless as before.

He took a deep breath, nodded, and said, "I hope the Divine Realm you mentioned truly has enough value; otherwise, we'll have come all this way for nothing."

A flash of anticipation crossed his eyes as if he were waiting for something important to happen.

Feilong lightly patted Yun Binghui's shoulder and encouraged him, "Don't worry, Senior Brother Yun. Believe me, the Divine Realm will definitely bring us surprises."

With that, his gaze turned toward the distance again as he continued to push forward.

In this Void Gap, the figures of the two men in black drifted further away, gradually vanishing into the Void Storm.

How will their story unfold? Will the Divine Realm bring them surprises as Feilong said? Everything remains unknown...