Martial arts have become extinct worldwide, yet I am forced to have a large family.

Chengwu University is now in a state of utter devastation.

The two seventh-realm demons have been dealt with, but some casualties have also occurred.

"well--!"

Principal Huang stood on a high place, quietly watching the follow-up work, and looked as if he had aged ten years.

Yang Xian was abducted from Chengwu University, and as the university's president, he bears an unshirkable responsibility.

He desperately wanted to rush out of the school and out of Nanhai City, even if it meant turning the whole of China upside down, to find Yang Xian.

But he can't.

The Glory Society's operation this time was both bizarre and efficient. No one could guarantee that they wouldn't have a backup plan or launch a surprise attack.

He had to stay here, guard the school, and protect the safety of the thousands of teachers and students.

Upon receiving the news, the leaders and major families of Nanhai City immediately dispatched all available personnel to conduct a thorough search outside the city.

Du Gu went along too.

He had confidently assured everyone that Yang Xian was absolutely safe in Nanhai City.

But Rongguang kidnapped Yang Xian right under his nose.

The self-blame and anger in his heart were no less than those of Principal Huang.

"Principal Huang!"

"Principal Huang..."

Several familiar figures rushed over, with Jiang Mengyun leading the way.

Behind her were Yang Xian's other women, each with a face full of anxiety and unease.

Even Xu Huanhuan, who always took it upon herself to create fun, put away all her playful thoughts at this moment, her red twin ponytails hanging limply, without saying a word.

Suppressing her emotions, Jiang Mengyun asked, "Principal Huang, is there any news about Yang Xian?"

"I'm sorry, not at the moment," Principal Huang said with difficulty.

This answer instantly brought the atmosphere to a freezing point.

Bai Chuyi's eyes immediately reddened.

She gently tugged at Principal Huang's sleeve, her voice trembling with tears, "Teacher, will Xiaobai... will she never see Dayang again?"

"Don't worry, Xiaobai..." Principal Huang reached out and patted her head. "I assure you, we will definitely find Yang Xian."

He felt incredibly guilty and powerless when he said those words.

The Glory Society's operation this time was extremely well-prepared, and the timing was perfect.

They made their move precisely when the South China Sea City spatial rift defense line was under the most pressure.

The chances of finding Yang Xian outside the vast city are probably extremely slim.

Principal Huang suddenly thought of something and quickly spoke up:

"noob……"

"I remember you said you had a treasure called the 'Knot of Love' that allowed you to have a simple conversation with Yang Xian every day."

Did he say anything to you?

This one sentence may be the only hope!

At that moment, everyone's eyes were instantly focused on Bai Chuyi.

However, Bai Chuyi simply shook her head, tears welling up in her eyes: "No... Da Yang hasn't spoken to me at all..."

But Principal Huang persisted, asking, "Could it be that the distance is too far, which is why you can't receive their messages?"

"No, that won't happen." Bai Chuyi sniffed. "Da Yang said that as long as I speak to the 'Knot of Love,' he will definitely be able to hear me, no matter where I am!"

Her words made the surrounding air feel even heavier, suffocating.

Jiang Mengyun swayed, and Xu Huanhuan caught her in time.

"Let's wait a little longer, let's wait a little longer..." Principal Huang said, forcing himself to comfort her.

"Perhaps...perhaps Yang Xian wants to save this one and only call opportunity for the most crucial moment..."

……

Time passed by, second by second.

Suddenly, Bai Chuyi, who had been keeping her head down, raised her head abruptly, a glint of light flashing in her clear eyes.

"Teacher! Da Yang talked to me!"

This shout lifted everyone's spirits!

"Little Bai!" Jiang Mengyun grabbed her shoulders with both hands: "What did Yang Xian say? Is he hurt? Where is he now?"

Bai Chuyi listened intently to the voice echoing in her mind and repeated it word by word: "I am safe. My location is in the northwest outside the city."

"Great! That's wonderful!" Huang Meng slapped his thigh excitedly, his old eyes shining with amazing light.

"I'll go find him right away... cough! I'll notify someone to go find him right away!"

He suppressed the urge to leave the city himself and immediately dialed the communication line of Shen Qingtong, the commander-in-chief of the city's defense forces.

The communication was answered almost instantly.

"Old Shen! We've found Yang Xian! He's in the northwest outside the city! Quickly take some men and bring him back!"

Huang Meng's tone was filled with barely suppressed excitement.

However, all that came from the other end of the communicator was silence.

A moment later, Shen Qingtong's voice rang out: "Principal Huang, the situation is special, I'm afraid... none of us can leave the city right now."

The joy on Principal Huang's face froze instantly.

"What do you mean by that?"

"The defense line is about to collapse!" Shen Qingtong's voice was filled with a deep sense of helplessness.

"The Martial Saint has just personally ordered all warriors to defend South Sea City to the death! No one is allowed to leave the city without authorization!"

"To hell with the orders!" Principal Huang finally snapped, roaring into the communicator, "Yang Xian is still waiting for us to rescue him outside the city! Are we just going to stand by and watch him go?"

"Principal Huang, calm down!" Shen Qingtong's voice also rose a few decibels:

"If this had happened half an hour ago, it would have been considered disobeying the Martial Saint's orders!"

"I, Shen Qingtong, will definitely lead men out and bring that brat Yang Xian back!"

"But now... it's too late!"

The moment he finished speaking, a terrifying aura suddenly descended upon the entire South China Sea City!

Eighth Realm Martial Saint!

It's the patriarch of the Xu family, Xu Junhao!

Principal Huang froze, instantly understanding the meaning behind Shen Qingtong's words.

Martial Saints are stationed at the forefront of the spatial rifts year-round.

Now, even he has retreated to Nanhai City...

This means that the frontline defenses have completely collapsed.

Now the entire city is the last line of defense for the people of the South China Sea!

At the same time, the sky outside the city suddenly changed.

"Huff—!"

The spatial rifts that were originally just scattered were now being torn apart by an invisible force, becoming larger and denser.

Countless dense black dots surged wildly from the cracks, blotting out the sky and the sun, like a locust plague passing through!

Those were all demons that poured out of the abyss!

The apocalyptic scene sent chills down the spines of everyone in the city who witnessed it.

Shen Qingtong's voice came through the communicator again:

"I suppose you've seen everything outside the city."

"At a time like this, who do you think is still capable of leaving the city?"

"Even if you rush out now, you'll just become a sitting duck for those things in the sky, and you'll never come back!"

"Not to mention trying to get Yang Xian back!"

Principal Huang did not refute this.

Because every word Shen Qingtong said was a stark reality.

He clenched his fists tightly, blood dripping from between his fingers, but he was completely unaware.

It's all...too late!