Loyal Heart Roaming the Skies

Zhang Family Land.

The ground split and extended here, swallowing people from time to time.

The members of the Zhang family cried and scattered, and the cultivators who were worshipped were all too busy to care.

Houses collapsed, and friends and relatives scattered.

What he saw with his eyes was all a scene of devastation. What he heard with his ears was all wailing.

Zhang Linchuan walked slowly amidst the chaos.

He covered his nose with a handkerchief to avoid the smoke and dust.

This terrifying natural disaster seemed to have no effect on him.

This scene was like hell on earth.

But he remained untainted.

He was completely detached from everything in front of him.

He quickened his pace slightly.

"Linchuan! Save me, save your father!"

He passed by his own door and happened to see his father waving frantically. He had lost one of his shoes and was limping as he ran out, his face filled with fear and tears streaming down.

The servants in the mansion didn't care about the dignity of the master and were all running away on their own.

A crack in the ground divided the entrance of the Zhang family's residence in half, and his mother was crying on the other side of the crack, shouting, "Linchuan, run! Don't worry about us! Run!"

Zhang Linchuan just glanced at them indifferently and continued walking forward, passing by the door.

It seemed that neither their pleas for help nor their concern had anything to do with him.

...

Outside the Judicial Bureau of Maple City, behind the statue of the Prison God, only half of his head was visible.

It was Huang Azhan.

He had been lurking here before the ground cracks spread throughout the city, or rather, he had been observing the environment for several days.

Today was the day when Fang Heling came to the Judicial Bureau for questioning, and Xiao Tiemian would accompany him as usual.

It was about time for them to come out.

Huang Azhan had counted this time many times and there would be no mistake.

And what he had to do was very simple: launch the most decisive attack from the most appropriate angle. Finally, cover Xiao Tiemian's head and beat him up to avenge past grievances. (Only he thought this was simple.)

In fact, after so many "battles" with Xiao Tiemian, it couldn't be said that there was any deep-seated enmity.

It was more like a game between teacher and student. If he could succeed by chance, Xiao Tiemian might not do anything to him. But the price of failure was being stripped naked and left to dry.

Huang Azhan considered himself a brave hero in the face of evil forces, and Xiao Tiemian was undoubtedly an evil force.

Anyway, no matter what, he must seek revenge.

He had tried many times and failed many times, but he, Huang Azhan, was indomitable.

According to the art of war, it was impossible for Xiao Tiemian to imagine that someone would attack him at the entrance of the Judicial Bureau. This was an unexpected attack on an unprepared enemy.

And he had prepared for so long and made various plans. This was called waiting for the enemy to exhaust themselves and calculating their moves.

He had won in the art of war!

Everything was ready.

And then...

The natural disaster came.

It exceeded all his expectations, and he had no plan to deal with this situation.

For a moment, he didn't know whether he should stay in his ambush position or run away quickly.

The ground cracked open, and the entire Judicial Bureau collapsed behind him.

Then he saw the cultivators of the Judicial Bureau rushing out in a panic and quickly dispersing in all directions.

"Those who are good at earth-based techniques, do your best to close the cracks! The fastest team, follow me to the north of the city, where there are the most people!"

Zhi Si Dancha jumped to a high place and commanded the disaster relief effort loudly.

After speaking, he led the way towards the north of the city.

At this moment, a cultivator of the Judicial Bureau happened to rush towards him, panting, and reported, "Boss, something happened at the Zhao family..."

"To hell with the Zhao family!" Dancha slapped him and knocked him over. "Go save people first!"

...

While the cultivators of the Judicial Bureau dispersed to rescue people, Xiao Tiemian also rushed out with Fang Heling in tow.

He immediately saw Huang Azhan standing there dumbfounded.

He scolded, "What are you standing there for? Go help with the rescue!"

At this time, he still didn't know the extent and scope of the disaster, but he held the belief that cultivators should protect ordinary people from disasters. This was the concept he had instilled in his students as an instructor, and it was something he firmly believed in.

As he spoke, he let go of Fang Heling and commanded, "I'm going back to the academy to organize the students for disaster relief. Huang Azhan, go to the north of the city, and Fang Heling, go to the south of the city, to cooperate with the Judicial Bureau and the City Defense Army in rescuing people. Hurry!"

"Ah? Oh!" Huang Azhan was taken aback. In this situation, he naturally wouldn't mention revenge with a club anymore and turned to help with the rescue.

But Fang Heling said, "No need."

Xiao Tiemian frowned and turned around, only to feel a pain in his chest.

A blazing flame sword pierced straight into his heart. This was a momentary Dao technique that Fang Heling had imprinted after reaching the Circulating Realm. It was this Dao technique that he had been a step too slow in releasing, and he was defeated by Jiang Wang's sword in front of everyone.

Fang Heling let go of the flame sword and smiled, relieved. "The day I've been waiting for has finally come."

"You really... have a problem!" Xiao Tiemian was furious and reached out to strike, but Fang Heling had already floated away.

His palm missed, and the Dao technique that had been condensed halfway dissipated, causing him to fall to the ground.

Fang Heling had always had suspicions about him, but he had remained calm and steady.

Dong A Bu Dong didn't move him to avoid alerting the enemy. The Judicial Bureau couldn't do anything to him due to lack of evidence, and the academy protected him. And the White Bone Sect used him to deliberately confuse the situation.

Xiao Tiemian had no idea about the conspiracy behind all this and had always protected him based on his responsibility as an instructor, even saving him at the moment of the disaster.

This was something he took for granted.

And because of the unequal information, he had never been on guard against Fang Heling from beginning to end.

But he didn't expect to lose his life because of it.

In the year, he was forty-one.

...

Huang Azhan watched this scene, and his eyelids twitched incessantly.

He really hated Xiao Tiemian.

He was the strictest instructor in the entire City Dao Academy, and there was no student who didn't hate him.

They just didn't dare to openly confront him.

Yes, he wanted to beat Xiao Tiemian up. Beat him until he was bruised and swollen, beat him until he couldn't get out of bed, the more miserable the better.

But kill him?

Huang Azhan had never thought about it.Xiao Tiemian was indeed annoying, but he was also the most diligent and responsible instructor.

No matter who it was, no matter what time, no matter what doubts they had, if they sought him out, he would never brush them off and would always provide a thorough explanation.

Even though he might scold you for being stupid, hit you with a ruler, knock on your head, or even hang you up for public display.

But Xiao Tiemian, he never had any ill intentions.

He truly cared for his students.

No matter how much one disliked his teaching methods, his good intentions could not be denied.

And yet, he was suddenly killed, on his way back to the Dao Institute to gather students for disaster relief, by another student whom he had personally saved.

What kind of world is this?

"The tiger was right, you really are an annoying person!"

Huang Azhan glared at Fang Heling, throwing out two balls of flame and charging forward.

"What are you?" Fang Heling coldly retorted, conjuring a blade of flame and stepping forward to slash.

The two balls of flame collided and exploded just before Fang Heling could get close!

In the midst of the flying sparks, Huang Azhan held his blade of flame high, descending from the sky.

Fang Heling met him with his own blade.

With the support of Dao Yuan, the two blades of flame clashed, producing a clanging sound.

Caught off guard, Fang Heling was forced back half a step. Huang Azhan kicked him, sending him flying several meters.

He landed near a crack in the ground that was widening. The green bricks were shattered, and the street was sinking.

Fang Heling grabbed the ground, using the momentum to spring up and face Huang Azhan again.

He was shocked!

Among Jiang Wang's group, he was most wary of Jiang Wang and the hot-tempered Du Yehu.

But as for Huang Azhan, even though he was a senior from a previous class, he had never taken him seriously. A guy who spent his days joking around, either flattering others or recklessly courting death, what was there to take seriously?

But he never expected that under his attack, he was almost unable to fight back!

Huang Azhan held his blade of flame, facing Fang Heling across the crack in the ground.

At this moment, they suddenly heard a faint voice. The voice was like a song or a chant, and despite the rumbling of the ground splitting and the deafening cries, it clearly spread throughout the entire city.

"Heaven and earth are heartless, the kindness of the ruler is nowhere to be found, the love of kin no longer exists, the grace of the teacher has turned into enmity!"