I tricked you into thinking you had the makings of an emperor, but you actually did it?

Snapped!

Suddenly, Nangong Tian kicked over the table and chairs in front of him, tore off a strip of white cloth from his robe, and wrapped it around his head.

He made up his mind: to hell with all that talk about vice deans.

"All of you in the Heavenly Palace, follow me into battle!"

He let out a long roar and was the first to soar into the sky.

"return!"

Dean Yongheng roared, "Do you want to drag the academy to its death? That's the Panyue Dynasty, whose imperial grace is boundless!"

"You are not worthy to represent Eternal Academy. You, Dean, I refuse to accept this!"

Nangong Tianqi's speech was slurred, but everyone could clearly sense his indignation.

"If you don't comply, then..." Dean Yongheng would punish him.

Unexpectedly, three figures suddenly appeared beside Nangong Tian: the Lord of the Earth Palace, the Lord of the Flood Palace, and the Lord of the Desolate Palace.

"you?!"

Dean Yongheng found it hard to believe that, through his deliberate arrangements over the years, the four of them had been vying for power and their relationship had become strained.

Standing together now, their expressions solemn, made his heart sink to the bottom.

"We refuse to accept this!"

The three deans spoke in unison, instantly igniting the academy's spirit.

"We refuse to accept this!!"

The shouts of the disciples and elders were like thunder, echoing in every corner of the academy. Everyone was filled with righteous indignation and anger.

It was their Senior Brother Ma who died, and it was their Eternal Prince who was in danger!

"Activate the formation! Activate the formation!"

The shouts changed, and a surging fighting spirit resounded throughout the heavens and earth.

The elders in charge of the formation disregarded the dean's orders and dared not offend the crowd, so they opened the great formation.

Dean Yongheng collapsed to the ground, as if all his soul had been drained away, muttering, "I was only thinking of the academy..."

Ignoring them, the great formation was deactivated, and everyone in the academy rushed out, all filled with murderous intent.

"Those of the Heavenly Palace, follow me to confront the Demon Dragon Army!"

"Those from the Desolate Palace, wipe out the Divine Might Army!"

"..."

Situ Qing came to Shen Ming's side and said, "Junior Brother, you should return to the Eternal Palace."

Her peripheral vision involuntarily fell on Ma Quandao's corpse beside her, and her heart trembled.

Old Ma did indeed do it; the academy was furious about his death!

Shen Ming held Senior Brother Ma's body in his hands, constantly thinking about Senior Brother Ma's last words.

A person doesn't live a lifetime, but rather lives through a few moments.

This sentence inspired him.

He looked up and gazed at everyone from the Eternal Academy around him.

The academy's monks stood to one side, their robes fluttering in the wind, shimmering with spiritual light and faintly visible runes.

They were fearless, their eyes resolute.

So what if imperial power is overwhelming!

At this moment, Shen Ming felt a sense of identification with the identity of the Eternal Emperor's son.

"Junior Brother?" Situ Qing didn't want him to put himself in danger.

"Do not."

Shen Ming reached out and summoned the Great Luo Palace, placing Senior Brother Ma's corpse inside, then turned his gaze straight ahead.

He wanted to fight, to fight until his anger burned away everything in front of him.

The Demon Dragon Army, the Divine Might Army, the Dragon Might Army, and the Feather Forest Army numbered in the tens of thousands, beating their war drums in a way that shook the very soul.

The four armies stood in formation like an iron wall, their spearheads pointing straight to the sky, countless military flags fluttering fiercely in the wind, as if to devour everything.

Their synchronized steps made the earth tremble, each step exuding a powerful and majestic aura.

Nangong Tian launched the first attack, transforming into a giant fire dragon and disrupting the demon dragon army's formation.

Hong Dian Dian wielded his sword, and a sword aura, like a rainbow piercing the sun, slashed towards the Dragon Might Army.

Wherever the sword energy passed, space seemed to be torn apart, emitting bursts of booming sounds, forcefully tearing a gash in the torrent of steel.

The imperial army immediately counterattacked, their forces tearing through the void and piercing through everything.

"They're really fighting?!"

Everyone was far from the aerial battlefield, on tenterhooks, never expecting it to happen so suddenly.

The indignation of the entire Eternal Academy was one thing, but the four armies of the Panyue Dynasty went straight into battle without any warning.

As the great battle began, the sky had long lost its azure hue; thick, dark clouds piled up like lead blocks, as if being stirred up by an invisible hand.

Spinning wildly around the battlefield, streaks of purplish-black lightning occasionally flashed and exploded through the clouds, instantly turning the dim world pale white before disappearing again, leaving behind even deeper darkness.

The deafening roar was like the howling of thousands of angry dragons. Each impact generated a powerful shockwave that spread outwards like surging waves, leaving its mark wherever it passed.

Shen Ming charged ahead, his long sword gleaming with a chilling light on the dark battlefield.

His figure was as fast as lightning, moving freely through the battle formation, each swing of his sword bringing with it a storm of blood and gore.

As the Eternal Prince, he became the primary target, but he didn't care and continued charging towards the enemy.

He couldn't sort out his thoughts, and didn't know how to summarize them, so he simply listened to his heart and to his sword.

The Sword of Enlightenment: Act with an enlightened mind!

"Ming Sheng!"

Suddenly, a familiar figure appeared in front of him.

Zheng Xuanfeng, the commander of the Shence Army, returned to his unit and joined the battle as soon as the war began.

A commander is far inferior to a general, but he is still a third-rate leader!

the most important is……

"You've gone too far!" Zheng Xuanfeng said smugly.

Shen Ming was now separated from the academy's troops and surrounded by countless soldiers.

“This is exactly what I want,” Shen Ming said.

"What you want?"

Zheng Xuanfeng felt a tightness in his chest. The lingering influence of Ma Quandao was still there, and he was somewhat unsure of his advantage in terms of cultivation level.

On second thought, Shen Ming was, after all, only at the first level of heaven.

Surrounded by a large force, facing dozens of commanders and a dozen generals, what kind of trouble could one man possibly cause?

Shen Ming pointed his sword at the sky and swung it forcefully.

As if communicating with the heavens, calamity clouds surged forth and appeared above the battlefield.

"what?!"

Zheng Xuanfeng's expression changed drastically. He immediately realized what Shen Ming was trying to do: to use the power of the lightning tribulation, just like last time.

Shen Ming, who has just broken through to the first level of the Dominator Realm, is still only at the early stage of the first level. How could he possibly attract a tribulation lightning?

In fact, after killing Ye Yuhui, Shen Ming once again felt an invisible thread that could pull in a heavenly tribulation.

After slaying an enemy of a higher realm, the shackles of realm no longer exist, and one can break through realms without hindrance.

The constraint of the Sovereign Realm is the Heavenly Tribulation, so Shen Ming can not only actively invite the Heavenly Tribulation, but also bring it forward.

However, this is not only bad for the enemy, but also for himself.

At the initial stage of the First Heaven, without any preparation, the success rate of undergoing tribulation is less than 10%.

Shen Ming had no trump cards or reliance, so he followed his heart.

Some things don't have to be perfect, nor do they have to have a good outcome before they can be done.

This is what he learned from the death of his senior brother, Ma.

Since Senior Brother Ma acted this way, he naturally had no reservations.

"At worst, we'll all be reduced to ashes." Shen Ming smiled coldly, lightning illuminating the background like a strange phenomenon.

He's gone mad! This guy's gone mad!

Zheng Xuanfeng, who had originally planned to take the opportunity to kill Shen Ming, was so frightened that he was scared out of his wits.

"Heavenly Tribulation Sword!!"

As the divine lightning of the heavenly tribulation struck, Shen Ming seized the opportunity to raise his sword, unleashing a true heavenly tribulation strike!