The academy wall noiselessly collapsed and the old Daoist nun strode in through the breach.
With the fall of her footsteps, an incomparably powerful Qi, carrying the might of the ocean, instantly enveloped the entire Orthodox Academy.
The students in the dorms were still sleeping and the Orthodoxy cavalry in the side courtyard had also not sensed this.
In the house, Chen Changsheng and the rest had sensed it in the first moment, because what the old Daoist nun wished for was precisely to wake them up and for them to remember the events to follow.
They opened their eyes and felt that cold aura of silent extinction. It felt like they had fallen into a frigid icehouse and any drowsiness had vanished into nothingness.
One after the other, the windows of the house were pushed upon, revealing those young faces of theirs.
They looked at the old Daoist nun on the other side of the lake.