Chapter 263: Life Is Worse than Death

Chu Fengmian had never bothered to use such vicious magic, but Fang Xiandao really offended Chu Fengmian's reverse scale, killing him would be too easy for him.

Chu Fengmian wanted to make him live a life worse than death.

Countless bone marrow flames began to condense Fang Xiandao's body, turning his body into a black bead. In this black bead, Fang Xiandao's screams continued to resound.

The eternal flame in this black bead will burn Fang Xiandao forever, making him suffer forever like this spiritual weapon.

"Demon! This Chu Fengmian is definitely a demon!"

"What an evil magic. If we don't kill him now, he will definitely be a disaster in the future!"

Cheng Xiantian and Tang Jiansheng both spoke out together, but did not dare to take another step forward.

Fang Xiandao's screams continued to come out from the black bead, making them all afraid, fearing that the next Fang Xiandao would be them.

"Stop!"

A deep voice suddenly came over, and the world turned into a world of ink and water, with mountains and rivers all in ink and water.

A figure suddenly condensed from the ink and water.

"It's so shameful to make such a commotion in Wusheng College!"

The ink and water figure gradually turned into a white-haired old man. The white-haired old man was extremely old, and his skin was like dry bark, as if he could fall at any time.

But his spiritual power did not weaken due to aging, but was extremely strong, much stronger than anyone else present.

Seeing the old man suddenly appear and block Chu Fengmian's sword, Chu Fengmian did not continue to attack, but looked at the old man with a pair of eyes, and was shocked.

The spiritual power of the old man was extremely strong, far beyond anyone present. He was definitely a figure of the ninth level of the divine power realm, and even possibly the peak of the divine power realm.

Like Chu Fengmian's master, Xuanbei Saint, he only needs to survive the great tribulation of life and death to achieve the realm of life and death.

"In this Wusheng Academy, there is actually such a person. It seems that I have underestimated Wusheng Academy."

Chu Fengmian looked at the old man and whispered to himself, and the ancient dragon turtle next to him also sent a message to Chu Fengmian.

"Young master, this guy is a saint at the peak. You and I are not his opponent even if we join forces. We must be careful."

"Water Ink Saint."

"Founding Elder."

Lei Che, Cheng Xiantian, and Tang Shengjian saw the old man appear, and they all spoke out as if they had seen a life-saving straw.

"Founding Elder, it was this kid who made a fuss in Wusheng Academy. Today, I ask the founding elder to take action and suppress this kid..."

"Asshole!"

Before the three of them finished speaking, the Water Ink Saint suddenly slapped them in the face, turning into a spiritual power and hitting them directly in the face.

"When did Wusheng College have such a big turmoil? This young saint must be from our Wusheng College. How can we, as people from Wusheng College, kill each other?"

The Ink and Wash Saint slapped the three people from Wusheng College in the face. This scene made countless people feel extremely weird.

The Ink and Wash Saint is a legendary figure in Wusheng College, because he is one of the creators of Wusheng College, known as the founding elder, because it was he who created Wusheng College with the efforts of everyone.

Countless people thought that the Ink and Wash Saint had already fallen, but they didn't expect such a legendary figure to appear now.

And when he appeared, he didn't attack Chu Fengmian, but instead taught the three people from Wusheng College a lesson.

This made everyone confused, even Chu Fengmian was slightly stunned, wondering why the Ink and Wash Saint was so polite to him.

Lei Che, Cheng Xiantian, and Tang Shengjian were beaten, but they dared not say a word. Although they were saints of Wusheng College, when they just entered the academy, the Water Ink Saint was a saint and a legend.

Even if they were beaten, they did not dare to resist, not even a word.

"What is the name of this young saint? Is he from that hall of our Wusheng College?"

The Water Ink Saint asked the three people. He had been in seclusion for many years, so he was naturally not familiar with their affairs, not to mention Chu Fengmian, who had only appeared in the past few months.

"Reporting to the founding elder, his name is Chu Fengmian, and he is the disciple of the Xuanbei Saint."

Lei Che replied respectfully.

"Disciple of Xuanbei, oh? Xuanbei has already pursued the realm of life and death, to survive the great catastrophe of life and death, no wonder there is a commotion."

The Water Ink Saint heard it and nodded. Although he did not ask about worldly affairs, he could naturally analyze that if the Xuanbei Saint was here, it would not be possible to make such a commotion today.

"There's internal fighting in Wusheng College. Lei Che, as the dean, you can't avoid responsibility."

The Ink and Water Saint looked at Lei Che and shouted coldly, then turned around and looked at Chu Fengmian and said.

"Today's matter ends here. Chu Fengmian, you've made a fuss, and now you have to stop."

"Well?"

Listening to the words of the Water-ink Saint, Chu Fengmian's eyes pondered, and suddenly spoke.

"Let me stop, yes, but I must have two requests."

Chu Fengmian spoke calmly.

"Request? Chu Fengmian, you are too much, the Water-ink Saint has already given you face, and you dare to make requests?"

Cheng Xiantian said angrily.

"Cheng Xiantian, if you dare to talk nonsense, be careful that you will be like Fang Xiandao! I want to kill you, just like killing a dog!"

Chu Fengmian laughed and said to Cheng Xiantian.

Hearing Chu Fengmian's words, Cheng Xiantian almost vomited blood. He didn't expect that even in front of the Water-ink Saint, Chu Fengmian dared to be so arrogant.

But he didn't dare to refute Chu Fengmian's words. He was also afraid. He was also afraid of becoming the second Fang Xiandao. For Chu Fengmian, killing him was not a difficult task.

"Tell me, what are your conditions."

The Water-ink Saint raised his eyebrows, as if he was about to get angry, but he still held back and spoke out.

"As long as the conditions are not too extreme, I will agree to your request."

"It's very simple. The first condition is him."

Chu Fengmian stretched out his hand and pointed at Yan Mang.

"I'm going to kill him now. You can't stop me."

"What?"

"You want to kill our sect master!"

"Chu Fengmian, don't be too arrogant!"

"Devil! This guy has become a demon! What is such a peerless demon waiting for? Kill him quickly!"

Countless disciples of Zhuyan Sect shouted frantically. When they heard that Chu Fengmian was going to kill Yan Mang, they shouted loudly.

"Oh? Now I'll change the conditions to kill all the people of Zhuyan Sect."

Listening to the disciples of Zhuyan Sect, Chu Fengmian said with a cold look in his eyes.

"This condition should have no effect on your Wusheng Academy."

Today's fourth update, thanks again to Digu, him, and the two brothers for their rewards.