The sky curtain makes you a useless class monitor, yet you act arbitrarily for eternity?

"Click—"

The sound never actually rang out.

But everyone inside and outside the canopy felt a certain sensation at that moment.

The formless heavenly face, stretching for thousands of miles, cracked open upon seeing the golden figure.

Just moments before, He had arrived with a vast expanse of tribulation clouds, purple lightning like a sea, and chains hanging from the sky, forcing countless warriors inside and outside the Northern Border City to their knees.

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But at this moment, they suddenly discovered that the chains of tribulation lightning hanging above the golden figures were beginning to retract.

One inch.

Two inches.

Three inches.

It shrinks faster and faster.

In the end, the lightning chains seemed to be burned, frantically burrowing back into the depths of the tribulation clouds.

"Sir...sir?"

The majestic and indifferent Heavenly Sound suddenly trembled.

On the playground of Jinling Wuzhong School, all the students were stunned.

"what?"

"Who was speaking just now?"

"The Way of Heaven?"

"What did He just call the Desolate Heavenly Emperor?"

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Then, the dense text exploded open.

【? ? ? 】

【grown ups? 】

Am I hearing something wrong?

[That thing that was about to unleash heavenly punishment is now called the Desolate Heavenly Emperor?]

Is it in this river?

【This is too deep in the river!】

[I knew the Desolate Heavenly Emperor was a match for me!]

In the sky.

The golden figure withdrew the last ray of golden light drawn from the curtain of time, and in the small world in his palm, stars spun and mountains and rivers rose and fell.

He looked up and gave a cold laugh.

"What's wrong?"

"Do you have a problem with where I am?"

"No, no, no!"

The chains of lightning that were originally hanging down now seemed to be frantically waving hands, shaking desperately in mid-air.

The voice no longer carried any of its previous coldness or authority.

"Of course you can go anywhere."

"But the lives of these hundreds of thousands of people have been reversed, and the cause and effect of this world have been disrupted."

"If the lesser Daoist hadn't shown himself to stop it, given the Great Dao's current state, what would have happened on His side..."

His voice suddenly became more urgent.

"It will collapse!"

"Cause and effect will collapse!"

"The order of this world will also collapse!!"

The words fell.

The entire city of Northland was eerily quiet.

Li Yuan and the others knelt on the city wall, their bodies unable to move due to the oppressive power of the Heavenly Dao, their fingers digging tightly into the cracks between the bricks.

They understood.

The elders wanted to save their dead brothers.

But the consequences of this rescue operation were far more terrifying than they had imagined.

Hundreds of thousands of people have had their lives reversed.

Heaven's will cannot stop it.

The Great Dao will descend upon us personally.

Li Yuan's throat bobbed as he struggled to lift his head.

He wanted to say, "Senior, that's enough."

Saving all five of them is enough.

But those words were stuck in my throat, and I just couldn't say them.

He dared not refuse the opportunity to go home on behalf of his fallen brothers.

I dare not speak up for them any longer.

The golden figure seemed not to heed the advice of Heaven, merely glancing at it indifferently.

Immediately afterwards, I took a step out from the gap in the city wall. There were no bricks or stones under my feet, only the wind and snow blowing in the air.

"senior……"

Li Yuan subconsciously reached out, wanting to remind him.

But as soon as he raised his hand halfway, he froze on the spot.

"Buzz—"

Golden ripples spread out in concentric circles beneath the golden figure's feet.

He did not take advantage of any force.

There was no fluctuation of qi or blood in the air.

With just one step, he stepped into the void.

The second step is to land.

He had already crossed the highest city wall in the North.

The third step is to land.

The sea of ​​clouds lay low, and the thunderbolts that struck for thousands of miles suddenly scattered.

The faceless heaven was shattered into pieces, leaving only a palm-sized golden phantom, curled up deep in the clouds, not daring to even raise its head.

A golden figure appeared before Him.

He lowered his eyes and looked at the small world in his palm.

A single glance fell upon it.

The stars are upside down, the sun and moon revolve, and the illusory images of mountains and rivers rapidly collapse and recombine.

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"Pop—"

That little world shattered like a bubble.

Countless golden rays flew out from his palm and showered down on the Northern City below.

Inside and outside the Northern City, beams of golden light shot into the sky simultaneously.

Some came from the collapsed city walls.

Some came from scorched snowfields.

Some came from trenches soaked in demon blood.

Others came from the ruins that had been burned to ashes by the demonic fire.

Every ray of light that rises marks the spot where a Northern warrior falls.

After doing all this,

The golden figure stood before the Heavenly Dao Golden Man with his hands behind his back, looking at the golden light bound by cause and effect, his voice indifferent.

"The Great Way?"

"What good would it do if I saved these juniors?"

boom--

These words were spoken.

From the depths of the sky, a tremor even deeper than thunder suddenly resounded.

Visible causal lines descended from the void, entangling the Northern Border City and the newly returned golden light.

Black lines spread along the cracks in the sky, as if something older and more enormous had been awakened by this sentence.

On the playground of Jinling Wuzhong School.

Ye Long suddenly stood up straight, his expression changing for the first time.

"That is..."

His voice was strained.

"Rules that are deeper than the Heavenly Dao."

Zhuge Wangye's pupils contracted slightly, and his fingertips subconsciously made calculations.

But as soon as he cast the divination, a drop of blood seeped from his fingertip.

He immediately let go, his face pale.

"No, it doesn't count."

"At this level, even a glimpse would cause trouble."

Ye Chuhao leaned back in his leather chair, holding Xingyao in his arms, his expression still languid.

Upon hearing Zhuge Wangye's words, Xingyao instinctively gripped Ye Chuhao's clothes tightly with her small hand.

She secretly looked up at him.

Ye Chuhao lowered his head and reached out to poke her face.

"Scared again?"

Xingyao's ears turned red, and she said in a fierce, low voice, "I... I didn't."

However, after saying that, she snuggled even closer into his arms.

"I'm just a little worried."