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Although many people have heard the name Yin Tianheng in recent years, seeing him in person is far more impactful. Among everyone present, aside from Gu Ping and Ying Zhan, only Ren Shixing, who was once Yin Tianheng's disciple, had seen him tens of thousands of years ago.
The first glance at that old man left an indelible impression on everyone else, like a brand deeply etched into their hearts, making him the center of the world even without uttering a word.
Those years were hard for me.
Ren Shixing knew that the words Yin Tianheng had spoken were true. He was well aware of the hardships faced while managing the academy over those years. Having experienced what could only be described as a disaster for the academy, Ren Shixing had spent tens of thousands of years in Dong Lai without a single trustworthy person by his side. Perhaps one phrase could encapsulate his state during those years at the academy.
Trembling with fear, as if standing on the edge of an abyss or walking on thin ice.
Now that everything had passed, Ren Shixing looked again at the old man who had broken the iron laws of heaven. If he remembered correctly, Ru Ming Yin Tianheng had been gone for at least one hundred and ten thousand years. In the Cultivation World, it was a well-known rule that the older one became, the stronger they grew; this principle was deeply ingrained in every cultivator's heart. No one would underestimate an elderly man, nor would anyone dare to look down upon a tiger whose depths were unknown.
At this moment, Ying Zheng, Yin Tianheng, and the Divine Dragon above formed a tripod of power. The Ten True Immortals lurking to the east of the Sky Bridge were watching closely. Ren Shixing realized he was right; if those ten succeeded, the academy would gain an advantage in the world’s great struggles. If they failed, the academy would be completely eliminated from Jie Donglai's The Battle of the Three Realms. The names of those ten True Immortals would forever alter Worldly Affairs for all of Tiandong.
"Are we done?" asked the Red-Clad Scholar with a smile. Once they finished speaking, they would begin; tomorrow would inevitably bring life or death, victory or defeat.
"Are we really ready?" Yin Tianheng gazed solemnly at the Ten True Immortals. Jie Donglai's words seemed to infuriate them; it appeared that Worldly Affairs had indeed fallen into decline, much like the moonlit academy.
It was all Shizhi's fault for not managing the academy properly; he felt guilty for not fulfilling Shishu's trust.
No, I blame myself; I blame those who misjudged him and Buqi. Heaven has given him another chance; are we prepared to face death?
Kill!
The Ten True Immortals surged into the sky simultaneously. The Soul-Settling Jade from all directions and the Extermination Swords from every corner formed an instant array that enveloped the entire academy in a deadly trap.
The first to charge was the leader of the demon clan, resembling a towering blue Divine Dragon. Its massive body made it difficult for the Azure Dragon to fully unleash its power within the Formation, as the enormous dragon repeatedly collided with it, producing a sound more thunderous than a storm.
Following closely behind, a multitude of primitive tribes emerged from the No Heaven Eastern Throne, reminiscent of ancient ancestors, recklessly rampaging through the Formation in an attempt to tear open a breach.
Initially, Yin Tianheng held the World-Shattering Sword in his hand, laughing heartily as he stepped into the Formation, disappearing from everyone's sight.
Piercing sword light occasionally burst forth from the Formation. Even if only residual power remained, it was enough to split open a gap in the screen mountains. Even Ren Shixing was unaware of how many years had passed since such an epic Great War had occurred within the academy's territory.
Once, there was a man who shone like the sun, now striving to turn the tide and support a collapsing structure. Yet, Ru Ming’s divine sword, which could slay gods and buddhas alike, had strayed from its original faith. The moment Coco issued the Men Dongda death order, that faith had already crumbled.
Did I know? Countless generations had looked up to that sun as it grew. Even when it became the bright moon, that sun still radiated its dazzling light. Many admired him and revered him, but even more hated him because no one could take away Yin Tianheng’s title as the number one in World of Mortals.
Even an insurmountable mountain will eventually be conquered, won't it?
Ye You could remain calm while contemplating the issue; at this moment, he looked at Gu Ping with a hint of expectation, revealing an underlying emotion.
Indeed, many once thought similarly. Two thousand years after the Battle of Good and Evil, for the first time, young Mahayana Practitioners from Chengdao Peak came to challenge then-Master of the Academy Yin Tianheng. However, that junior who could be considered his Ancestor had previously failed to complete even the mountain path and wandered off in confusion.
Ren Shixing seemed to recall his own appearance as a small Foundation Practitioner tens of thousands of years ago. In retrospect, perhaps that was indeed the best era—at least fewer people died for no reason.
Many believed that Yin Tianheng should have been born with talent. But when I reviewed the academy's records, I discovered that my master in his youth was nothing but a good-for-nothing prodigal. It was only after he violated school rules and was expelled that he truly began to grow. However, aside from my master himself, no one else knew about that broken journey of growth. By now, he wouldn’t speak of it, and no one dared to ask.
Everyone present could only look up at the flickering spiritual energy of the Formation, yet they could not discern what lay within. Even immortals found it hard to grasp what those mere mortals could comprehend—how strong were True Immortals like Ying Zheng and Yin Tianheng, who could stand against them?
I wonder how the Daoist Sect will react after that battle?
Ye You suddenly asked, a question that Gu Ping had never considered before. After all, the outcome of this battle was still uncertain, and discussing victory at this stage seemed a bit premature.
They would probably spare no effort to push forward the progress of the Battle of the Three Realms. After all, the situation in Tiandong, stirred up by that kid, had already begun to slip out of Dao Zun's control. If Dao Zun truly wanted to take the first step through the Fortune of the Three Realms, it would provoke more and more people to join the ranks of resistance. The people of Ru Ming were no longer mere ants in denial.
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