"Have you really thought about it clearly? Are you going to make enemies of the righteous monks in the world just for the sake of a few random demons? Are you going to drag your family and sect into an unkind and unjust situation?"

"Do you really think it's worth it?"

Duan Wenbin sneered: "The Xiaoyao Seven Sons and I have known each other since the Deer Ming Feast. We know their character very well, and we sincerely regard them as friends. What's not worth it about sacrificing your life for your friends?"

Duan Wenbin's voice paused, and he turned to look at Long Teng's teachers and students in front of the Prehistoric Tower.

Seeing them alive and well, his eyes shone with joy and relief.

When he turned back to face Jing Tianyi, his eyes flashed with determination to never look back.

"I, Duan Wenbin, have been studying at Longteng since I was a child. Over the years, I have been taught and cultivated by Master Longteng, and I have achieved what I am today."

"But you sanctimonious hypocrites, just to get the Primordial Tower, actually massacred so many of my tutors and students, causing my Longteng's thousand-year legacy to be destroyed."

"Today, all members of our Qilin team are gathered here to seek justice for Long Teng. Even if we die here, what's not worth it!"

Zhu Chongliang also said loudly: "Once a teacher, always a father. You killed my Master Longteng and destroyed the place where I studied. If we can't stand up and seek justice for the college, what qualifications do we have to be our children!"

Qu Yuanlei's voice was rumbling, but it reached everyone's ears very clearly: "Whoever is an enemy of Long Teng is an enemy of our Qilin team. If you want to kill Long Teng again, then step over the corpse of our Qilin team!"

Kong Yuanjiu, Zhou Daoyi and others were stunned by this sonorous and powerful answer.

The college suffered a catastrophe, and those students with family backgrounds had fled long before the fighting started.

They originally thought that they were abandoned by those students.

But it turns out that’s not the case!

These students have never forgotten that they are members of Soaring Dragon.

In order to seek justice for Long Teng, these students were even willing to sever ties with their own huge families.

They say, once a teacher, always a father.

They said, if you want to kill Long Teng again, just step over the corpse of our Qilin team!

Zhou Daoyi forced himself to endure it, but he still couldn't help but burst into tears.

He pressed Duan Wenbin's shoulder and said: "Good boy...I...I..."

In the end, I burst into tears and couldn't talk any more.

Inside and outside the Honghuang Tower, many teachers and students of Long Teng began to cry.

It's touching, and it's also a catharsis of the grievances and fears I've felt during this period.

Their college was destroyed.

They were expelled from the familiar city of Elephant.

They watched helplessly as their instructors and classmates died in front of their eyes, but there was nothing they could do.

These days, they have been thinking that Long Teng is finished, and so are they.

But it turns out, it's not.

Longteng has never been finished.

Their college buildings can be destroyed, and the lives of their mentors and students can be taken away.

However, as long as people like them live for one day.

The rising dragon will never disappear.

"No matter who is in power, as long as the soul of Soaring Dragon is still there, the academy will be passed down from generation to generation. This is the original intention of the emperor to establish Soaring Dragon."

Kong Yuanjiu's mind suddenly recalled what the Six-Star Tower Artifact Spirit had said to him a hundred years ago when Long Teng's power was overlapping.
Chapter completed!