Emperor-Rank Martial Soul Secured

1/11/2026

Vanessa Nangong was so domineering and arrogant that the faces of the remaining fifty or so people turned especially ugly.

If they left now, it would feel far too humiliating; but if they stayed, this military group might really kill them.

Should we leave or stay?

For a moment, Flynn Cao and the others were all caught in a dilemma.

"You have ten breaths. If you don't leave, you'll be killed without mercy!"

Vanessa Nangong's voice, full of killing intent, rang out again. At the same time, the black-armored soldiers behind her all drew their longbows, aiming at everyone present—including Ian Song.

These bows were extraordinary treasures. Just now, a single arrow had killed a mid-stage Grandmaster. Although it was a sneak attack, it still proved the arrow's power—more than enough to instantly kill an early-stage Grandmaster, and even a mid-stage one could die if caught off guard.

If all three hundred bows fired at once, more than half of the fifty-six present would be doomed.

"Three breaths left!"

Vanessa Nangong urged again.

"What happened today—Sanctum Martial Academy will remember this. We're leaving!" Flynn Cao gritted his teeth and led the way out.

Flynn Cao was the lead figure of Sanctum Martial Academy. As soon as he left, the others could only follow him. Only Mason Chen was especially unwilling, but after hesitating for a moment, he had no choice but to leave with the group.

"Harriet, go with everyone else!"

Ian Song, who had been quietly watching, spoke to Harriet Gu.

"Be careful, Ian!"

Harriet Gu hesitated for a moment, then nodded and left with the group from Sanctum Martial Academy. She knew Ian Song wanted to compete for the Emperor-Rank Martial Soul, and staying would only drag him down, so she might as well leave.

As for Ian Song's safety, she wasn't too worried. With his miraculous Art of Great Teleportation, even a Great Grandmaster couldn't keep him if he wanted to leave.

Once the people from Sanctum Martial Academy left, the remaining twenty or so independents couldn't hold out either and quickly retreated.

In the end, only Ian Song remained standing in place.

"Aren't you afraid of dying?"

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