A huge cloud of dust rose up with the fall of the Sevenstar Tower like a tidal wave. The entourage of the various factions that had been imprisoned by the Great Customization had regained their freedom and scattered in all directions. They passed by the people of the Big Dipper Gate.
The Sevenstar Tower that had stood in the Sevenstar Valley for thousands of years had turned into ruins in the blink of an eye. The splashing wood and brick fragments flew in all directions, but the people of the Big Dipper Gate were like wooden blocks. They forgot to dodge and let the fragments hit their bodies.
The Star Fate Diagram cracked, the Great Order was destroyed, and the Sevenstar Tower collapsed.
The fated stars fell from the sky one after another. The Sevenstar Valley that had nurtured the North Style Academy for thousands of years was about to be buried in the Big Dipper Gate.
Lu Chenfeng had to rely on Lu Ping to barely hold on. And now, the people of the three great academies had come out of their cage. What else could the North Style Academy rely on?
The people of the Big Dipper Gate looked here and there.
There were fallen academicians, heavily injured head disciples, and countless teachers and fellow disciples who had sacrificed their lives.
Xu Lixue stood among them, but in the end, everyone was silent. They didn't even look at the person with the highest position in the Big Dipper Gate. They couldn't bear to hand over the difficult decision to any one person.
Some people were organizing their own Divine Weapons, medicines, and other things that were needed for battle.
Some people had already turned around to face the incoming tide of people from the three great academies.
Some people were staring at the sky-piercing fire pillar, searching for the figure that was once their greatest pride.
There were also some people who quietly retreated to a place further away.
Xu Lixue saw it all, but he remained silent. Just like how everyone couldn't bear to push the decision onto his shoulders, he also didn't want to use any reason to influence the people of the Big Dipper Gate.
It was time for everyone to make their own decision. Stay, flee, fight, surrender, Xu Lixue wouldn't have any opinion.
The North Style Academy might be flattened today, but it wouldn't be destroyed so easily.
Xu Lixue raised his head and looked at the sky. Fated stars fell one after another from the torn Star Fate Diagram, but there were still many fated stars that were still far away.
Xu Lixue retracted his gaze and prepared to do what he wanted to do.
He didn't move, and his gaze was still fixed on the Seven Star Tower that had been smashed into ruins.
No one was able to escape when the Sevenstar Tower fell. Therefore, no matter if it was those esteemed guests, Yan Ge, or Chen Chu, they were all still under the ruins. The most important transcendent divine weapon of the North Style Academy, the Allpine Ruler, was also here. This was what he had been ordered to protect from the very beginning. At this moment, the thing he should protect was still here, and the person he wanted to kill the most was still here.
Xu Lixue didn't go forward immediately because many people had already rushed back into the dust. Among them, Yan Ming's guards were the quickest to react. Under the leadership of their commander, Wen Kai, the nineteen guards were anxious but not panicked. While searching for Yan Ming's location, they also started to clean up the area.
The subordinates of the various forces and the students of the teachers of the various academies also rushed forward, searching for the important figures buried under the ruins.
Xu Lixue, who was also using his perception to search for a target, suddenly felt his heart skip a beat. An incomparably sharp soul force suddenly slashed out, and a bright light suddenly struck the ruins.
"Who is it!" Countless people cried out in shock.
Obviously, there was more than one person who sensed this soul force. The unstoppable sharpness made everyone feel as if they were facing a formidable enemy.
However, the soul force had already stopped. The rainbow-like blade light forcefully slashed open a ravine in the ruins. At the end of the ravine, a loud cough was immediately heard.
"F * ck, what's going on?!" After the cough, a complaint was heard.
"Old Wang, you almost slashed me!" Yan Xize reached out his hand and grabbed a broken beam at the side. His face was covered in dirt as he stood up from the ruins.
"Don't worry, Young Master. This old servant knows his limits." The person who slashed out with the blade that made everyone feel as if they were facing a formidable enemy was actually Yan Xize's servant. He didn't look very old, but Yan Xize called him "Old Wang", and he also considered himself an old servant. His blade was nowhere to be seen, and he didn't look sharp at all. At this moment, he hurriedly ran to Yan Xize's side along the ravine and helped him tidy up his dirty clothes.
"Why did you wait until now to make your move?" Yan Xize was rather dissatisfied.
"The North Style Academy's custom-made goods were indeed very powerful. This old servant had no way of escaping," Old Wang said innocently.
"What's the point of having you around?!" Yan Xize glared at him and brushed away Old Wang's hands, which were helping him to pat the dust off.
"This old servant will definitely continue to train diligently when I get back and strive to improve further," Old Wang said somewhat fearfully.
"If I let you improve further, won't you be able to connect all five spirits?" Yan Xize asked.
"That's a huge step. This old servant is still far from that. All I want is to take a small step forward," Old Wang said with a simple and honest smile.
"Do you think I don't know what you're after?" As Yan Xize spoke, he walked out of the ruins. Old Wang carefully followed behind him. The master and servant's conversation, as if there was no one else around, still caused those who heard it to break out in cold sweat under such circumstances.
Just from that slash alone, everyone knew that Old Wang's realm couldn't be lower than the connected four spirits. Listening to their conversation, Old Wang's realm seemed to have stagnated at the peak of the connected four spirits. Such a person was actually just a servant of the Yan Clan. He switched from arrogance to deference, and didn't have the demeanor of an expert at all. Just how powerful was the Northwestern Yan Clan?
This thought flashed through everyone's mind. However, everyone was busy and couldn't be bothered to think about such trivial matters. Very soon, the students of the academy found their teacher, but what they dug up was only a corpse. Although the Sevenstar Tower had been smashed into ruins, these people's realms weren't so low that they couldn't protect themselves in such a situation. When they checked the injuries of the corpse, they discovered that it was clearly the work of a cultivator's soul power. After a few such corpses were found, there was an uproar.
Who was the murderer?
At this time, they didn't know who to ask.
Xu Lixue saw this and had a rough idea. With the Painted Ground Imprisonment, only two people could move freely in the Sevenstar Tower — Yan Ge and Chen Chu.
There were so many twists and turns that Xu Lixue couldn't understand them all. Now that the North Style Academy was in a precarious situation, there was no point in explaining. Xu Lixue decided to ignore them and continued to search the ruins.
However, the sounds of battle were getting closer and closer. That surging soul power that could only be used by one person erupted once again.
But the shouts that followed seemed to be mixed with some pleasant surprise.
What happened?
Xu Lixue couldn't help but turn his head. He saw the spiraling fire dragon and Lu Chenfeng floating near the fire dragon. His figure was small, but his aura was so strong that it couldn't be ignored.
He saw that the fire dragon didn't wreak havoc in the North Style Academy's formation. Instead, it followed Lu Chenfeng's arm and swept towards the crowd of people from the other three academies.
Screams came from there.
The pleasantly surprised sound also came from there.
Xu Lixue couldn't understand.
Lu Chenfeng was still the enemy of the North Style Academy. He heavily injured Guo Wu Shu, Chen Jiu, Bai Li and other North Style experts. Why did he suddenly help the North Style Academy defend against the other three academies?
Am I seeing things?
Xu Lixue couldn't help but rub his eyes and look around again. There weren't many people from the North Style Academy left in the vicinity. There were only a lot of heavily injured disciples lying on the ground and Fang Yizhu who was guarding beside Lu Ping.
Fang Yizhu was also looking at Lu Chenfeng who was rushing towards the other three academies. He had the same astonished expression. He turned his head and saw Xu Lixue with a puzzled expression.
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