I, a spoiled young master, conquered the Crown Princess right from the start!

"Kill them!"

After receiving Ning Chen's tacit approval, Wu Qingtian, Situ Hong, and the others had no more scruples. Like tigers released from their cages, they led the powerful figures behind them and charged madly toward Cangxuan Academy!

A great battle erupted!

In an instant, flashes of inspiration and deafening battle cries filled the air!

Despite their desperate resistance, the elders and disciples of Cangxuan Academy found their efforts utterly futile in the face of overwhelming numbers and the overwhelming gap in top-tier combat power.

One by one, the disciples fell to the ground amidst their cries of agony.

One by one, the elders cried out in grief amidst pools of blood.

Blood stained this sacred place that has been passed down for thousands of years.

The dean's eyes were bloodshot with rage. He and several elders were being held back by the opponent's Transcendent Realm experts and were powerless to turn the tide. They could only watch helplessly as their disciples died one by one under the executioner's blade.

Just when Cangxuan Academy was about to be massacred and was on the verge of collapse in despair.

"Why……"

A sigh came from the treasure pavilion of Cangxuan Academy.

Immediately, an old man dressed in simple clothes and holding a broom appeared on the battlefield. With a light wave of his broom, he repelled the three Transcendent Realm experts: the head of the Wu family, the head of the Situ family, and the Grand Elder of the Tianyan Palace.

The three of them immediately changed their expressions, staring at the old man in plain clothes with shock in their eyes.

Dean Cangxuan looked at the old man and excitedly exclaimed, "Supreme Elder!"

"You must be the first Saint-grade talent user of Cangxuan Academy, right? I didn't expect you to still be alive!"

Immediately afterwards, a cold, eerie voice echoed from the void.

Immediately, another person appeared out of thin air. Ning Chen bowed to this person and called out, "Master!"

The old man in plain clothes looked up at the person, a solemn expression appearing in his eyes.

Then, another great battle broke out.

……

Several hours later,

When Chu Feng, along with Tuoba Yan'er and the Soul-Devouring Beast, arrived at Cangxuan Academy with Mo Qiubai, a scene of utter devastation, like a living hell, unfolded before their eyes.

Within the academy, corpses lay strewn everywhere, and blood flowed like rivers.

A crumbling array is struggling to protect the academy's last sanctuary.

Inside the great formation, Dean Cangxuan was covered in blood and his aura was weak, clearly indicating that he had suffered extremely serious injuries.

Beside him lay an elderly man, dressed in grey cloth, his back hunched, lifeless. There were no wounds on his body, only a trace of peace and...exhausted relief on his wrinkled face.

This person was none other than the old sweeper Chu Feng had seen in the treasure pavilion!

"Master!!!"

The moment Mo Qiubai saw the gray-robed old man's corpse, he was struck dumb. He let out a heart-wrenching roar, and his clear eyes were instantly filled with endless grief and a frenzied killing intent!

Mo Qiubai's figure appeared beside the gray-robed old man in an instant, like a bolt of lightning.

He reached out his hand, trembling, wanting to touch that peaceful face, but dared not, for fear of disturbing the old man's eternal sleep.

Two lines of clear tears silently slid down his refined face.

This powerful figure, who had lived for a hundred years and long since become indifferent to life and death, was now crying like a child.

Chu Feng landed on the ground, looking at the tragic scene before him, his killing intent had reached its peak.

He didn't say anything, but silently walked up to the dean.

"Who... killed him?"

Chu Feng's voice was soft and calm, yet it sent a chill down the spines of everyone present.

The dean smiled bitterly, looked up at Mo Qiubai's grief-stricken back, and said in a hoarse voice, "It's Yan Changqing."

Evolve! Grow! Green!

These three words, like three poisoned blades, pierced Mo Qiubai's heart!

He whirled around, his bloodshot eyes fixed on the dean, his voice hoarse as if two pieces of scrap metal were rubbing together: "He...he actually came too?"

"Who is Yan Changqing?" Chu Feng asked, frowning.

The dean took a deep breath, his eyes revealing a deep-seated hatred and... a trace of helplessness.

"A hundred years ago, that peerless genius of Tianyan Palace was also..." He glanced at Mo Qiubai, "...the one who defeated Elder Mo and took the top spot on the Cangxuan Ranking back then."

Upon hearing this, Mo Qiubai's body trembled violently, and his hands clenched tightly, his knuckles turning white from the excessive force.

"I'm going to Tianyan Palace! I'm going to kill him! To avenge my master!" He roared, his aura becoming violent, and he was about to rush out regardless of everything.

"Halt!" the dean shouted sternly. "Going there will only be suicide! His cultivation has already surpassed the Formless Realm! Even... the Supreme Elder is no match for him!"

"The Supreme Elder?" Chu Feng's gaze fell on the gray-robed elder again. "Could it be that he..."

"That's right." Dean Cangxuan looked at the old man in plain clothes, his voice filled with endless sorrow. "He is the first student in the history of Cangxuan Academy to possess Saint-grade talent, and also Elder Mo's master, the Supreme Elder of Cangxuan Academy, Li Xuan."

"If the Supreme Elder hadn't burned all his life force at the last moment to forcibly activate the academy's protective array, I'm afraid... the entire Cangxuan Academy would have ceased to exist long ago."

Hearing this, Chu Feng finally understood.

That seemingly ordinary old man sweeping the floor was actually the pillar of the academy.

He gave his life to give Cangxuan Academy a glimmer of hope.

"What a pity..." Dean Cangxuan sighed deeply, his face filled with self-blame and pain. "Qingyao... was captured by that Ning Chen... while covering the disciples' retreat."

Ning Chen?

Chu Feng frowned and asked, "And who is this person?"

Dean Cangxuan briefly explained Ning Chen's identity, then sighed, "I never imagined this boy's cultivation would reach such a heaven-defying level. It seems the heavens are truly determined to destroy Cangxuan Academy!"

Chu Feng stood there quietly, without saying a word, but his dark eyes grew deeper and colder, like two ancient volcanoes about to erupt.

Everyone felt the terrifying atmosphere that was so oppressive it was almost unbearable.

After a long while, he slowly raised his head, his gaze sweeping over the mess on the ground, over the academy disciples who died with their eyes wide open, and over the grief and hatred on the faces of the dean and Mo Qiubai.

Finally, his gaze settled on the peaceful remains of the Supreme Elder Li Xuan.

He bowed deeply and solemnly before the old man's body.

When he straightened up, all the emotions on his face had vanished, replaced by a deathly stillness.

"Today, the calamity that befell Cangxuan Academy is caused by me."

His voice was still very soft, but it carried an undeniable determination.

"I will avenge this grudge."

"Tianyan Palace, the Wu family, the Situ family, and those four major sects..."

He slowly recited each name, and with each name he uttered, the killing intent emanating from him intensified.

"I will make them pay for all of this with their blood."

"Not one of them can escape."