Chapter 478: Returning to the North-Western Region

Chapter 478: Returning to the North-Western Region

The Heavenly Court launched a sudden attack on the Hall of Souls.

As news of this attack spread, it sent shockwaves throughout the Central Plains.

Both the Earth Hall and the Man Hall were destroyed, and with them, seven or eight branch halls of the Hall of Souls suffered the same fate.

Many powerful people in these branch halls met their demise, and in the Hall of Souls itself, half of its experts were wiped out. It didn't matter if they were Dou Venerates, Half-Saints, or low-level Dou Saints; when Xiao Ming decided to kill, they were killed.

The Hall of Souls' ability to intimidate people across the continent had been built on the shoulders of these formidable individuals. Without them, the power of the Hall of Souls was reduced by more than half, and it gradually became the target of everyone's wrath.

In truth, the Hall of Souls had been widely despised for years, especially as their actions became more brazen. People harbored a deep-seated hatred for them, but their formidable strength had kept most from openly challenging them.

Now that the Heavenly Court had taken the initiative, it was truly a cause for celebration.

Of course, while many people were pleased with this turn of events, they were also keeping a close eye on the Hall of Souls, wondering if they would launch a fierce counterattack.

But to everyone's surprise, the Hall of Souls began to withdraw its defenses on all fronts in the period that followed.

The losses were simply too great, and they had no choice but to retreat and wait for reinforcements from the clan before attempting to expand again.

It was safe to say that this time the Heavenly Court had dealt the Hall of Souls a crippling blow.

...

North-Western Region, Crimson Sand Plains.

Winds whipped swirling sands across the boundless plains as a blood-red evening sun hung low in the distant sky. Its faint crimson glow draped the land in a sheer scarlet veil, casting a subtle but eerie crimson hue.

Hiss!

Human presence was a rare sight on these desolate plains, where the only sound was the incessant howling of the wind.

Then, at a certain moment, the empty space rippled with intense spatial fluctuations. Soon after, a massive spatial black hole, tens of meters wide, slowly formed.

As the spatial black hole took shape, waves of fluctuating energy filled its interior. Moments later, two figures stepped out gracefully, traversing the empty space before gently descending onto the plain.

Zi Yan looked around, blinked her eyes, and asked, "Xiao Ming, this doesn't seem to be the location of the Jia Nan Academy, does it?"

"Senior sister, who are those two statues? One of them must be the legendary Headmaster of the Academy, but who is the other one? He looks incredibly handsome!" Several lively young girls surrounded a tall and elegant young woman, their eyes sparkling with curiosity.

"Hehe, you've come to the right person. You must have heard his name. He is the most outstanding student to come out of Jia Nan Academy since its founding, and he is also the youngest elder of the Academy."

"When you first arrived, you must have seen the Death Spirit Tree in Peace Town, right? The two Dou Emperor's corpses on it were his handiwork. He was even younger than you are now."

The tall woman, whose beautiful eyes looked strangely at the massive statue, chuckled.

"Wow, that must be Xiao Ming, right? I've heard of his name, but I never imagined he was so extraordinary!" one of the girls exclaimed in amazement.

"He left Jia Nan Academy a few years ago. This statue was erected not long ago. I heard from an Elder the last time that he went to the Central Plains. That place is known for its abundance of formidable figures. So you girls should let go of any romantic fantasies..."

"Hehe, aren't you the one who's interested, Senior Sister?"

"You want to be beaten, right?"

"..."

On the elevated platform, Su Qian gazed out at the vibrant scene unfolding in the square, a faint smile creeping across his aged face.

As he looked up, he saw the two statues in the square and couldn't help but shake his head slightly.

It had been about five or six years since Xiao Ming had left. Su Qian wondered if Xiao Ming had ever met the Headmaster.

Although he had sent numerous messages to the Headmaster, he was still unsure if the old fellow had received any of them. However, considering how well Xiao Ming was doing now, it seemed that he no longer needed the Headmaster's guidance.

Remembering the information revealed by the old man who had arrived at the Academy two months ago, Su Qian couldn't suppress a smile.

"The Alliance Leader of the Heavenly Court! Truly extraordinary!'

Although the Jia Nan Academy had accepted a large number of exceptionally talented students, they all seemed to be overshadowed by him.

"Old Su, why aren't you in the Inner Academy today? What brings you out?" An elderly voice could be heard from behind. Su Qian didn't even have to turn around to discover that it belonged to Deputy Headmaster Hu Gan.

Chairs scraped the floor as Hu Gan, accompanied by Elder Huo and others, took their seats.

"Hehe, staying in the Inner Academy can get a bit monotonous. I came out to see you all," Su Qian chuckled.