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Transcend Tribulation was a fact, but the current situation was somewhat different. Yan Zhen was not achieving sanctification; instead, he was refining sanctity, forcibly transforming the Saintly Aspect into his own power. This was completely contrary to the process of becoming a saint.
However, no one cared about this anymore. It was equivalent to Yan Zhen forcibly refining a Saint's legacy rather than merely receiving it, which made the Grand Instructors of the Supreme Academy very uncomfortable.
Once upon a time, the Saint Child was the greatest glory of the Supreme Academy. Yan Zhen's actions were a blatant disregard for both the Academy and the Saints. Some instructors even flashed fierce glances at him.
For those who had grown up in the Great Five Elements Chaotic Thunder Formation, tribulations were merely a slightly more powerful formation. After passing through the tribulation unscathed, Yan Zhen turned his attention to the Demon Eight Kings.
His fighting spirit burned fiercely.
Yet, the Four Demon Kings had already lost their will to fight. Under Yan Zhen's gaze, they slowly retreated, not daring to show any attitude for fear of being misunderstood and reigniting war.
The other Four Demon Kings also retreated discreetly. There was no point in continuing; even when they were not promoted, one of them could already suppress all eight. Now that Yan Zhen had advanced, there was even less need to engage. The Four Demon Kings clearly harbored thoughts of retreat; charging in as four would only invite suffering.
Just when everyone thought this great war was about to come to an end, an incongruous voice rang out.
"The Supreme Academy has issued an order to exterminate all Alien Races in the arena."
Xu Yuyao couldn't help but feel furious upon hearing this. Who dared to issue commands so recklessly? A war that could be resolved peacefully was being ignited instead. Couldn't they see the situation on the field? Even if the Supreme Academy won, it would be a pyrrhic victory—was there really a need for this?
Looking up, he saw that it was Dawn speaking. Holding a Jade Tablet high above his head, he coldly surveyed everyone.
Upon seeing the Jade Tablet in his hand, Xu Yuyao swallowed back the words that were about to escape his lips.
"War Order."
Damn it! Could they not be so shameless? To invoke the War Order at such a time meant that even those who did not want to fight would have no choice but to engage.
The War Order is one of the few privileged tokens within the Supreme Academy. This token serves no other purpose; as its name suggests, once the War Order is issued, everyone in the Supreme Academy, from the Lord of the Mansion down to the students, must comply. The reason is simple: this War Order was established by the former Saint Child.
"The Academy Battle Division is ready to fight to the death," Xu Yao declared fiercely. At that moment, he was the most senior and experienced among them, so it was only natural that this responsibility fell to him.
"Sitting Forgetting Battle Division, swiftly eliminate the Alien Race king," Dawn commanded without hesitation as soon as Xu Yao finished speaking. Even Xu Yao felt powerless upon hearing it; those who defy the War Order face death.
Tiger Soul stepped forward to argue but was gently stopped by Zuo Dao.
Glancing at Dawn, Zuo Dao shook his head lightly.
"Sitting Forgetting Battle Division withdraws from Supreme Academy."
The words caused a stir.
The Side Door Battle Team didn’t care about anything else; whatever their leader said was final. In an instant, the Side Door Battle Team exited the battle circle, and Yan Zhen retreated as well.
"You," Dawn exclaimed in surprise at Zuo Dao's decision. "Are you trying to betray humanity?"
"Betray your whole family! Who do you think you are to represent humanity? Spare me; don't push your luck. Do you believe I won't kill you on the spot? The Supreme Academy wouldn't dare say a word!" Zuo Dao's words were merciless.
Even Xu Yao frowned slightly upon hearing Zuo Dao's remarks.
"That's quite a sentiment! Friend, if humanity doesn't want you, our demon clan welcomes you with open arms. Just come over, and you can choose any territory of the Royal Family. We demons don’t play these games; strength is truth," Demon Cube chimed in, delighted at their discord, seizing the opportunity to recruit this team.
"Shut up! I wasn't finished speaking; why are you interrupting?" Zuo Dao turned around and scolded him fiercely. Xu Yao feared that in his anger, Zuo Dao might actually defect since the Sitting Forgetting Battle Division currently possessed the strongest combat power within the Supreme Academy!
Demon Cube was not angry upon hearing this; he simply smiled and gestured for Zuo Dao to continue.
“Damn it, isn’t this War Order? Why aren’t you fighting anymore? I’m just standing here watching you all. Dawn, why aren’t you stepping up?” Zuo Dao had completely transformed into a furious woman, pointing at Dawn and cursing loudly.
This guy was really something else. They had been fighting to the death here, and no one had come to help. Now that someone had arrived, he still had to play the scapegoat. Zuo Dao wasn’t afraid of a fight; it was just that Dawn’s tone was incredibly infuriating.
“Zuo Dao, Supreme Academy isn’t something you can just abandon. If you don’t want to be hunted down throughout the Star Domain, you can leave now. I know your strength, but what about your subordinates?” Although Dawn's tone was calm, the murderous intent behind it was palpable to everyone.
“Say that again!” Zuo Dao had only intended to curse and leave, but Dawn’s words struck a nerve.
“Do you believe I’ll join the Demon Clan right now and wipe out your War Academy without leaving a trace?”
When it came to playing hardball, Zuo Dao wasn’t afraid of anyone. If you wanted to kill me, I’d make sure to take out your entire lineage first.
“You.” Dawn was furious upon hearing this, but he didn’t dare take the gamble. This guy was unpredictable; he might actually go over to the Demon Clan.
“Alright, Friend Zuo, as long as you come over, there will be demons if you want demons, and monsters if you want monsters. You can kill whoever you want,” Demon Cube laughed heartily.
“Really?” Zuo Dao asked, not fully convinced.
“Really.” Demon Cube didn’t know what Zuo Dao was plotting in his mind, but he figured the more chaos he could stir up, the better.
“Then fine, kill that old man with the token first.” Zuo Dao looked at Demon Cube, waiting for his response.
After a brief moment of contemplation, Demon Cube agreed to Zuo Dao’s request.
"Alright, let this be a welcome gift from our Demon Clan to you, my friend. Demon Lord, Demon Alliance, Mo Jie, go and take that old fool's head and present it to Friend Zuo as a greeting."
The Human Cultivators on the field were stunned. What was happening? Just moments ago, they were fighting fiercely, and now everything had changed?
Tiger Soul glared at Dawn with resentment, his anger boiling over. At his signal, the Tiger Soul War Division naturally sided with Zuo Dao.
Originally, there was the Sitting Forgetting Battle Division and the Tiger Soul War Division between the Academy Battle Division and the Eight Kings. Now that these two War Departments had stepped aside, the Academy Battle Division found itself directly facing the Demon War Division.
Xu Yao was cursing Dawn in his heart. Wasn't this internal strife just giving the Alien Race a chance to laugh at them? Moreover, they were pushing the most promising Sitting Forgetting Academy of the Supreme Academy into a dead end. Hadn't one of their War Departments swept through the Alien Race? Hadn't one person held off the Eight Great Sovereigns?
Xu Yao had been disturbed during his seclusion and had only come out to grasp the general situation. He wasn't very familiar with the enmity between Dawn and Zuo Dao. All he wanted now was to slap Dawn dead; if it weren't for the War God Order in his hands.
Xu Yao's grievances against Dawn did not mean that other Grand Instructors would feel the same way. When they arrived, they only saw Yan Zhen engaged in battle with the enemy and did not witness Zuo Dao making a move. Naturally, they assumed that Yan Zhen was the strongest combatant on their side.
Even if Zuo Dao had the strength to defeat Dawn, so what? They were Grand Instructors, beings of Endless Cycle Realm. To them, killing Zuo Dao was as simple as squashing an ant.
"Dean, since this child has colluded with the Demon Clan, why not order a purge?" spoke Chen Qingyun, a later-arriving Grand Instructor. Although he appeared ethereal and otherworldly, his words were laced with murderous intent.
Zuo Dao raised an eyebrow. "Who do you think you are? You want to purge me? Do you think I fear you? I simply don't want you to look too foolish in front of the Alien Race."
"You..." Chen Qingyun did not expect Zuo Dao to speak to him like that. He extended his hand, unleashing his Endless Cycle Realm might as he prepared to capture him.
"How dare you give me face but then act shamelessly." Since his opponent had made a move first, Zuo Dao no longer held back and punched forward without hesitation. "Get lost; don't provoke my killing intent."
His fist met Chen Qingyun's massive palm head-on, breaking through it directly. A trickle of crimson blood mixed with golden light danced in the air.
With a single strike, Zuo Dao had already injured Chen Qingyun. If Chen Qingyun still did not recognize Zuo Dao's strength at this moment, then he truly had lived in vain.
The remaining Grand Instructors observed this scene and couldn't help but reassess Zuo Dao's combat power. Although the Endless Cycle Realm was not the most powerful realm, those within it had all faced countless hardships. Their physical refinement had reached a considerable level. Unless one possessed a Sacred Artifact or something similar, it was difficult to inflict damage on an opponent's body within the same realm.
Yet, despite this, Zuo Dao's casual punch had pierced through Chen Qingyun's palm. Although the injury was not severe and could heal in less than a breath, what if it had struck a vital point?
At that moment, Chen Qingyun stood aside with a grim face, feeling utterly humiliated. However, he understood that if he continued to entangle himself, he might truly fall at the hands of his opponent. While his injury had healed, he could still feel a pain that reached deep into his Spirit Sea.
Seeing that Chen Qingyun no longer intended to provoke him, Zuo Dao did not press further. He simply turned to the Demon Cube and asked, "Why aren’t your people making a move?"
What was he trying to do? Did he really intend to kill Dawn? It was then that everyone realized this White-Clad Monk was indeed ruthless!
They welcomed Zuo Dao's request. Even they could see how terrifying this War Department was; they couldn't believe the Supreme Academy was unaware of it. Yet they thought it absurd to try and force someone away like this—what were humans thinking?
If the Demon Clan produced such an individual—or rather, such a group of monsters—they would be thrilled rather than trying to drive them away. That would be utterly foolish.
However, the more fiercely the human Clan fought among themselves, the more advantageous it was for their Demon Clan. The Demon Cube did not mind extending a personal favor to them. Although they were unsure if they could defeat their opponent amidst so many Robber Monks in the Holy Square, expressing this intention was enough.
"Kill." A chilling word escaped from the mouth of the Demon Cube.
The Four Kings rushed towards Dawn with thunderous momentum, ready to strike down their opponent and show their full stance to Zuo Dao.
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