The sixteen students faltered when they noticed the new arrivals, and they all charged toward them as if they had seen their savior.
"An Lin, I beg of you, please avenge our teacher and classmates!" A man with a missing arm implored with bloodshot eyes.
"If it wasn't for Teacher Yan Ze sacrificing his life to stall Morton in order to buy time for the executive department cultivators to arrive, we would've all died here." A female student wiped the tears away from her face.
An Lin and Xu Xiaolan made their way toward the shriveled body of the half-kneeling man before silently extending a deep bow toward him.
They did not need any convincing. They were both students of The United University of Cultivation, so they were definitely going to avenge their fallen teachers and fellow students.
The cultivators from the Heavenly Court executive department had also noticed An Lin's group, and a beautiful woman in a red dress made her way toward them.
