Chapter 1476: The Fool Is Not Him, But You

Chapter 1476: Chapter 1476: The Fool Is Not Him, But You

This also led to the earlier incident where, although the student had seen Yang Yan’s appearance during the school opening, he still failed to recognize him immediately, resulting in such a laughable mistake, and now he deeply regrets it.

"We received news that on the other side of the Vast Sea, a Secret Treasure is hidden, which we intended to use as a collector’s item for the Academy. Now it seems we’ve run into trouble. And the situation is dire!"

Yang Yan was startled and with a pull in the Void, the Teleportation Array in the study room suddenly rose, unveiling a radiant Gate of Space.

"There’s no time to lose, I’ll go check the situation immediately." Yang Yan said anxiously.

"Mmm!" Blood Slaughter looked at Yang Yan and said word by word, "Remember, absolutely nothing must happen to you, you are the most important one."

"Don’t worry, I’m aware."

Upon finishing, Yang Yan transformed into a shadow and entered the Gate of Space.

As his figure vanished, the crack slowly healed.

"If you hand over the Secret Treasure today, you will be spared from death." In front of Lingming stood a man with a half-face mask.

The mask was crafted from black Profound Iron, and he looked condescendingly at Lingming and the students behind him.

"Bastard!" Lingming, already battered and bruised, shouted at the Venerable Iron Face, "Now with the impending catastrophe, you still have the heart to fight amongst ourselves. Don’t you all care about living?"

Venerable Iron Face snorted coldly and said indifferently, "Precisely because of the impending catastrophe, I need this to save my life. You are so selfless, just give it to me!"

Hearing his words, Lingming became even angrier and turned to look at the somewhat naive students of the War God Academy behind him, saying, "This is for the kids behind me, it has nothing to do with me."

"Too much nonsense." Venerable Iron Face did not speak further, grabbing a heavy Profound Iron sword and descended from the sky, attacking Lingming and his group.

The speed was astonishingly fast, catching everyone off guard.

Seeing this, Lingming immediately mobilized all his strength, rising from the ground to engage in battle with Venerable Iron Face.

At this moment, a Spiritual Shield formed with Wood Attribute Spiritual Power appeared in his hand.

Lingming held the shield and collided with Venerable Iron Face’s sword, countless dark green vines surged on the surface, as tough as steel, sparking fiercely.

Venerable Iron Face sneered, crazily infused his sword with Spiritual Power, and the black Profound Iron heavy sword became even more powerful, swirling towards Lingming like a storm.

Lingming inwardly thought it was bad, just as he was about to react, it was already too late.

His shield had already been shattered by the sword’s edge, countless vines thudded onto the ground, quickly withering and finally becoming a dim seed, flashing into his brow.

Poof!

Lingming spat out a mouthful of blood, plummeting straight towards the ground.

"Next, it’s your turn."

Venerable Iron Face licked his tongue, bloodthirstily looking at the remaining students, speaking slowly.

The students raised their tender faces tremblingly, looking at Venerable Iron Face in the sky, faces full of fear.

They were just a group of young people without much experience, not completely breaking down at this life-and-death moment was already quite good, let alone expecting them to fight back.

"It’s over! Are we really going to die here today?"

"Ah! I don’t want to die, my great grudge is not avenged yet!"

"Dad! Mom! I miss you..."

Facing the gigantic sword blade approaching, the students of the War God Academy immediately became flustered.

In the face of life and death, only terror remained in their hearts.

"Either way we’re dead, I definitely won’t sit here and wait to die."

Suddenly, one of the students gritted his teeth and said.

That person was none other than the resilient boy from the fishing village.

"Zhou Tong, what are you going to do?" Seeing the boy gathering his only Spiritual Power, the girl beside him gasped, "You’re crazy."

Zhou Tong’s eyes were firm, and he stomped the ground, charging towards Venerable Iron Face’s sword.

Seeing Zhou Tong in front of him, Venerable Iron Face snorted disdainfully and uttered two words: "Foolish."

As the words fell, he rose with Sword Control, the sword leaving his hand accelerated suddenly, covered in Spiritual Power, thrusting towards Zhou Tong.

The sword pierced through Zhou Tong’s protection layer by layer, his youthful face filled with terror, he was in imminent danger.

Boom!

The indestructible heavy Profound Iron sword was actually broken by a giant hand condensed from Spiritual Power.

Such powerful Spiritual Power changed Venerable Iron Face’s face drastically.

"The foolish one is not him, but you."

A cold voice, heavenly to the ears of the disciples, echoed: "You dare touch my people, you must be tired of living."

The voice was none other than Yang Yan, who had just rushed over after receiving the news.

He traversed the Void using Power of Space with the help of the Teleportation Array, relying on the faint sense of Spiritual Power from Lingming, managed to arrive just at the critical moment.

Venerable Iron Face’s face turned an ashen color, now somewhat afraid to act rashly.

He squinted at Yang Yan and said, "Who are you? I advise you to mind your own business."

Yang Yan didn’t reply, he safely delivered Zhou Tong to the ground and then took out a red elixir from his arms, handing it to Zhou Tong.

"Give this to Senior Lingming."

Zhou Tong nodded, took it, and immediately dashed towards where Lingming lay.

Although still unsure of Yang Yan’s identity, he knew this person came to help them and possessed formidable strength, even the Venerable Iron Face seemed apprehensive.

Yang Yan turned to the students and showed a gentle smile, comforting, "Don’t worry! Nothing will happen to you with me here."

At this moment, Venerable Iron Face looked more and more grimly at Yang Yan on the ground.

How dare he ignore him.

A hint of viciousness flashed in Venerable Iron Face’s eyes, and he spoke word by word: "You court death."

As soon as the words fell, a more exaggeratedly shaped black treasure sword appeared in Venerable Iron Face’s hand, and with a shout, he slashed at Yang Yan.

"Ah, be careful!" The girl who just warned Zhou Tong immediately exclaimed upon seeing Venerable Iron Face’s action.

"Humph! I gave you a chance to live, but you don’t cherish it."

Venerable Iron Face only felt a cold, piercing voice booming, and Yang Yan’s figure in front of him swayed and then vanished.

With Yang Yan’s disappearance, Venerable Iron Face’s face changed instantly, he quickly retracted his sword, setting up a defensive stance.

Only to see him place the giant sword beside himself, chanting an incantation, and the giant sword instantly split into hundreds of swords, centering around his body, layer upon layer protecting him.

Riiiiip—

In front of Venerable Iron Face, a crack appeared silently, within arm’s reach.

The next moment, Yang Yan’s figure suddenly flashed, striking swiftly.

Whoosh!

He transformed his palm into a blade, cutting towards Venerable Iron Face’s neck with a piercing whoosh.

"You’re too slow."

Yang Yan’s voice, like a harvester from hell, cold and ruthless.

Venerable Iron Face was shocked, withdrew his Spiritual Power, his body abruptly descending.