Just as Billy was about to focus his mind inward to check Purple Spirit’s injuries, a nearly tangible wave of air slammed into him.
The attacker was the elder from the Holy Ghost Tribe, a fifth-rank Perceiving Dao Realm practitioner.
Although he had been injured earlier, he had recovered enough to unleash the power of an early stage Perceiving Dao Realm fighter.
Billy, concerned about Purple Spirit’s well-being, reacted a split second too late. Sensing the danger, he dodged to the side.
Despite his quick response, the force still sent him flying four to five hundred meters away. He tumbled several times before coming to a stop, blood continuously flowing from his mouth.
“Boy, die for me!”
Before Billy could get up, the elder launched another powerful attack.
At that moment, White Feather screeched and unleashed a gust of air to counter the elder’s attack.
White Feather had just defeated its third-rank Perceiving Dao Realm opponent after thirty rounds of combat, sending them to meet the king of hell.
Though it had sustained several injuries in the fierce battle, upon seeing Billy’s predicament, it rushed over without hesitation.
“Hmm?” The fifth-rank Perceiving Dao Realm elder frowned as he turned to look at White Feather.
Without pausing, White Feather continued to spew out gusts of air one after another.
“Get lost!” The elder roared, raising his hand to launch several imprints.
Their attacks collided with a thunderous explosion, sending shockwaves rippling outward. White Feather was forced back three to four hundred meters, blood also pouring from its mouth.
After the previous battle, White Feather’s strength had dropped to the late stage of the Entering Dao Realm, making it difficult to contend with an early stage Perceiving Dao Realm opponent.
After sending White Feather flying, the elder ignored it and turned towards Billy.
Just as he turned, a dense aura of death enveloped him. A Thunder Blade rapidly enlarged in his pupils.
Instinctively, the elder raised his hand to block it.
The blade flashed past, severing an arm and spraying blood everywhere.
“Ugh…” The elder groaned as he was sent flying several hundred meters away.
In mid-air, he was hit by another gust of air from White Feather, worsening his already severe injuries.
He barely stabilized himself after flying eight to nine hundred meters, his breath weak and labored.
Before he could catch his breath, a blood-red blade flashed before him.
It sliced straight through his neck.
After the blade passed, a head soared into the sky, blood gushing like a fountain.
“White Feather, take these two pills and rest!” Billy flicked his fingers, sending two healing pills towards White Feather.
White Feather chirped and swallowed the pills before descending to the ground.
Having fought to its limit, its strength was less than fifty percent.
Billy also took out two Chi Condensing Pills and swallowed them. After a brief rest, he surveyed Harleen’s group’s battle zone.
The battle had become one-sided. Of the hundred or so opponents, only thirty-four remained standing; the rest lay on the ground.
Though Harleen’s group had various injuries, none were life-threatening.
After a short rest, Billy dashed towards Ace Hatfield’s battle zone. Elder Xavier followed, seeing that this side was secure.
As Billy and Elder Xavier flew halfway there, a deafening explosion shook the air.
A figure shot past them, trailing blood in mid-air before crashing heavily to the ground below.
His limbs were broken, mouth filled with blood. Though he clung to life, it was clear he wouldn’t last long.
It was Ace Hatfield, the current leader of the Holy Ghost Tribe!
Soon after, the soul of Canyon View Institute’s first dean descended near Ace Hatfield.
Compared to before, his form was much more ethereal; he wouldn’t last much longer either.
“… I underestimated you…” Ace Hatfield struggled to speak as he looked at the phantom dean.
He had thought that even at his peak, his opponent could only reach half-step Heaven Dao Realm and couldn’t possibly break through to Heaven Dao Realm.
At least, he had never heard of anyone in Akabuchi star domain’s history reaching Heaven Dao Realm.
And now his opponent was just a soul, significantly weakened. With his own eighth-rank Perceiving Dao Realm strength, he thought he could at least drag out the fight if not win outright.
But once they clashed, he realized how wrong he was.
His opponent had seen through his intentions and never gave him a chance to catch his breath. In their fierce battle, he couldn’t withstand the attacks at all.
Moreover, he was certain that during his prime, this first dean of Canyon View Institute had been just a step away from Heaven Dao Realm if not already there.
If his opponent were in physical form rather than a soul, Ace doubted he could withstand even one move!
“As the current leader of Holy Ghost Tribe with only eighth-rank Perceiving Dao Realm strength, when did Holy Ghost Tribe become so weak?” The phantom dean spoke calmly.
“…” Ace Hatfield opened his mouth but couldn’t utter a word.
Then he spat out a large mouthful of blood before his head slumped down.
A once formidable figure and eighth-rank Perceiving Dao Realm expert had fallen!
With this, all high-end combat power of Holy Ghost Tribe was gone. The tribe was now only a name without substance!
“Unworthy descendant Xavier Bailey greets the ancestor!” Elder Xavier bowed deeply as he approached the phantom dean with Billy.
“Are you the current dean of Institute?” The phantom dean asked Elder Xavier.
“Ancestor, I am the former dean. The current dean is my nephew,” Elder Xavier replied.
“Aren’t you quite old? And still only at half-step Perceiving Dao Realm? Has Institute declined this much?” The phantom dean frowned slightly before responding.
What he didn’t know was that compared to his era, Akabuchi star domain’s spiritual energy concentration had drastically decreased.
Almost all forces within Akabuchi star domain had declined and couldn’t compare to his time.
Otherwise, the leader of Holy Ghost Tribe wouldn’t be just an eighth-rank Perceiving Dao Realm!
“I am of mediocre talent and have shamed my ancestors,” Elder Xavier said humbly.
“Have you thought about what will happen after my soul dissipates? How will Institute be protected?” The phantom dean continued.
“Please calm your anger. This incident is my fault…” Billy interjected respectfully.
“And who are you?” The phantom dean turned to look at Billy.