Once the Trapped Beast was activated, there was no order to stop it. This was a final method to deal with the invasion of the Seven Elements Relief hub. It would not leave any leeway, and would not give the enemy a chance to stop it. The sweeping attack of the power of soul would last for a full fourteen minutes.
Such an attack could destroy everything in a second. Now, it was fourteen minutes, eight hundred and forty seconds.
Like a downpour, like dense arrows, the power of the soul slanted downwards.
Huo Ying's vision was instantly filled with a mist of blood. It was the blood of his teacher, Li Yaotian.
"Teacher!!!" Huo Ying knelt on the ground. Green flames danced above his head, disappearing and wrapping around his body. Within the barrier, within the Trapped Beast, this was the only small piece of pure land, but his teacher had used it on him.
Even if his body survived, he would not be able to hold on for long.
Even if his teacher survived, he would be of more help to the academy.
But his teacher did not think so much, did not weigh the pros and cons.
Because his teacher was Li Yaotian.
Because the people of the Yu Heng School had a duty to protect the academy.
Coincidentally, he was by his teacher's side and needed protection.
Thus, his teacher made a seemingly short-sighted decision.
Because his teacher would never give up on the student before him.
Because his teacher was such a serious and stubborn person!
"Teacher …" Huo Ying could not raise his head. He could not bear to see his teacher perish in the Trapped Beast. His eyes were filled with tears. His fingernails had already sunk into his flesh, and blood flowed from between his fingers.
It was sorrow, pain.
All sorts of sadness, sorrow, frustration, and hatred finally condensed into a name.
Chen Chu!
Whether this was a real name or a fake one, Huo Ying firmly remembered this person.
Whether he ran to the ends of the world or the corners of the sea, he would definitely catch him.
"Chen Chu!!!" he shouted. In the Trapped Beast, his voice was instantly shattered. In Huo Ying's heart, this name, this person. Was also being ruthlessly shattered.
Outside the central barrier.
"Eldest Senior Brother." A Li Yao Heavenly Gate student came to Chen Chu's side.
Chen Chu's right shoulder had stopped bleeding. He looked like he was resting with his eyes closed, but he was actually calculating the situation before him. Hearing this shout, he opened his eyes. He looked at the newcomer.
"The Trapped Beast has been activated," the student said.
Chen Chu nodded and looked at the lone peak. No one could survive and escape from the encirclement of the beasts. At this stage, it was finally foolproof.
He stood up and saw his fellow disciple's worried gaze. He forced a smile and said, "I'm fine."
"We can only rely on Senior Brother to preside over the Seven Elements Disaster Relief customization," the fellow disciple said.
Unexpectedly, Chen Chu's smile became even more bitter when he heard this.
"The Seven Elements Relief … has already been destroyed," he said.
"What?" That fellow disciple was shocked. The Seven Elements Relief Great Order had actually been destroyed. What did that mean?
"Don't make a sound." A trace of sternness flashed across Chen Chu's eyes as he firmly stopped his fellow disciple from shouting.
"Is … is it Jin Qi?" His fellow disciples also realized how big of a commotion this would cause, so they hurriedly lowered their voices.
"It's him. Damn it, I arrived a little late. Now I have to go find the academicians and see if there's a possibility of repairing the custom-made machine," Chen Chu said. He raised his remaining left arm and patted the shoulder of his fellow disciple. "I'll leave this side to you. Although we can't activate the Great Customization for now, we have to protect it no matter what."
"I understand." His fellow disciple nodded.
"Wait for me."
"Yes."
Chen Chu left.
To him, continuing to stay on Alioth Peak was already meaningless. Now that Li Yaotian and Huo Ying had been killed, there was no one else who could activate the Seven Elements Disaster Relief Great Seal. Their fourteen years of seclusion on Alioth Peak had finally come to fruition. It was just a pity for his arm.
Jin Qi …
Although he had been killed along with Li Yaotian and Huo Ying, his appearance still cast a shadow over Chen Chu's heart.
Jin Qi was rescued. Instead of fleeing, he ran to the central enchantment of the Seven Elements Relief. This action spoke volumes — he foresaw that something would go wrong here. Although he was dead now, his suspicions were still there. Did he disappear just like that?
Probably not.
At least, the person that saved Jin Qi from Megrez Peak ought to have grasped this suspicion, and it was even possible that this person had suspicions first, thus saving Jin Qi.
Then who was this person?
Chen Chu couldn't continue thinking, he had no clue at all.
He needed to find Yan Ge as soon as possible to discuss the next step of the plan. Although it had already raised suspicions. But the situation wasn't too bad. At least the Seven Elements Disaster Relief Great Seal had been completely destroyed. The North Style Academy shouldn't be able to stop the invasion of the three academies at Phecda Peak. Now that the situation had developed to this stage, the plan that they had laid dormant for many years could be considered complete. Although they could act more freely without exposing their identity, it wouldn't be fatal if they were exposed. It would be fine as long as they didn't lose their lives.
Chen Chu thought and looked in the direction of Phecda Peak. The next crucial point was the advancement of the three academies.
Three hundred and eighty miles away from the Big Dipper Mountain, in an abandoned town.
The elites of the three academies were gathered here. Through the transportation channel, they were slowly transporting people to the North Style Academy.
The channel could only transport two people at a time. The efficiency was a little low. The people of the three academies waiting in the town couldn't help but feel somewhat anxious.
The distance was too far, they couldn't directly contact the people who had already entered the North Style Academy. The transportation channel was a kind of spatial transformation. It could transport people and items, but it couldn't transport messages. They could only enter as soon as possible to strengthen the strength of the invasion of the North Style Academy. As time passed, the people who had yet to enter the transportation channel finally felt much more at ease.
"Including Luo Zhu and the others, the current number of people is enough to make the North Style Academy feel better," said Nan Xiaohe, the sect master of the Southern Forest Sect, who was still in the abandoned town. His name was child-like and cute. But for practitioners, this name wasn't something that could be joked about. The sect master of the Southern Forest Sect was a top-notch expert second only to the six powerhouses.
However, the disciple of the Black Tortoise Sect beside him, who was wearing martial attire and a seven-colored belt, didn't show much respect to Nan Xiaohe. He snorted coldly and said, "Teacher Constellation has already gone over. What's there to worry about?"
The seven-colored belt was the symbol of the Black Tortoise's seven constellations. As someone who was on the same level as the four sect masters of the South Sky Academy, the Black Tortoise's seven constellations naturally didn't need to show much respect to Nan Xiaohe. And Nan Xiaohe had always been worried. In his opinion, it was an insult to his teacher, the Black Tortoise Wall Constellation, who had entered the channel first.
"With Teacher Constellation overseeing things, of course nothing will go wrong." Cang Hai, the island master of the Verdant Wood Island, tried to smooth things over. Then, his gaze stopped at the entrance of the transmission channel. The people of the three academies who had entered the channel stopped in their tracks.
"You two?" Cang Hai gestured. It was time for the three big shots to appear.
"I'll go first." The Black Tortoise's seven constellations glanced at Nan Xiaohe and stepped into the transmission channel.
"Sect Master Nan." Cang Hai continued to gesture. He wasn't as impolite to Nan Xiaohe as he was to Constellation.
Nan Xiaohe smiled politely. She didn't decline modestly and lined up in front of Cang Hai.
Although the four academies had sent out all their elites, the academies couldn't be left empty shells. The Southern Sky's four gates, the five islands of Lack Yue, and the seven constellations of the Black Tortoise had sixteen top-notch experts who were as famous as the Seven Big Dipper academies. This time, there were three from the Southern Sky, four from Lack Yue, and five from the Black Tortoise.
In the beginning, three of them had entered the North Style Academy with the excuse of watching the Seven Stars Examination. When the transmission channel opened, three more entered. This strength was enough to contend against the Big Dipper experts. And now. As the three of them entered with their disciples, the allied forces of the three academies would truly crush the North Style Academy. As long as the North Style Academy couldn't activate the Seven Elements Relief, there was nothing to worry about. As for the Seven Elements Relief, there was already an insider to deal with it. There was no need for them to worry.
In that case, the outcome was already decided.
Nan Xiaohe lowered his head and looked at the step he took in the transmission channel.
To him, this was a small step. But to the cultivation world, this was a huge step.
The structure of the four academies established after the first great war of the cultivation world thousands of years ago. After this step, everything would be completely changed.
This step was very meaningful!
Nan Xiaohe wasn't in a hurry. He carefully experienced the feeling of creating history. Then, he took this historic step.
Transmission. Space crisscrossed. An abundant soul force shuttled back and forth. A customized ability that could allow him to traverse three hundred and eighty miles of space was definitely not ordinary. This was also the North Style Academy's ultimate ability. But now, it became the sharp blade that the three academies used to defeat them.
The affairs of the world were unpredictable!
Nan Xiaohe was filled with sorrow. The light of dawn shone in front of him. It was the exit of the transmission channel.
It turned out that … there were two steps!
As Nan Xiaohe thought about it, he took a step toward the light. Then …
"Teacher!!!"
A heart-wrenching scream entered his ears. This was … the voice of the Black Tortoise Clan Master who had always been displeased with him.
What happened?
Nan Xiaohe's heart palpitated. Everything in front of him became clear. He had already walked out of the dark transmission barrier.
He subconsciously took a deep breath. However, the pungent smell of blood that drilled into his nostrils immediately made him sneeze. Then, he coughed uncontrollably. The smell of blood even made his throat feel uncomfortable.
What happened?
Nan Xiaohe looked around and was dumbfounded.
According to the information, the transmission channel of the Phecda Peak was in a hidden and tranquil valley behind Lu Cuntang. But what appeared in front of him now was a field of corpses and rivers of blood.
Hidden? Tranquil?
He couldn't feel it.
What he saw was clearly a scene of carnage. Lying on the ground and piling up like a mountain were the disciples of the three academies. Some were already dead, some were unconscious, and only a few were conscious. However, they didn't even dare to make a sound. The bone-deep fear made them face it in silence.
A trap? A trap?
This was Nan Xiaohe's first reaction. He quickly searched around for survivors who could obtain some information. Then, he immediately saw the Black Tortoise Clan Master.
He picked up an old man from the pile of corpses. His face was covered in blood.
This was … Teacher Bi Su?
Nan Xiaohe couldn't recognize him. The oldest and most experienced senior in the cultivation world had fallen in a pile of corpses just like that?
"What happened?" Nan Xiaohe blurted out. After all, Mu Su had entered a little earlier than him.
Mu Su didn't answer. He carried his teacher and stared fixedly in one direction with his bloodshot eyes.
Nan Xiaohe followed his gaze and saw a pile of corpses. The person at the top was covered in blood but still refused to fall. He would rather die than fall.
Before Nan Xiaohe could come back to his senses, the corpse suddenly moved.
Alive??
Nan Xiaohe was shocked. He quickly sensed again and focused his senses on this corpse.
There was no power of spirit. There was no power of spirit at all.
However, it was alive. It was indeed alive.
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