The golden fire ring slowly died down. The Academy Grand Elder floated down from mid-air, his magnificent gold-and-white robes rustling as his terrifying cultivation pressure locked onto the six trapped assassins.
The surrounding crowd of inner peak disciples and elders stood in absolute, paralyzed silence, waiting for the supreme authority of the institution to peel back the masks of the intruders.
"Who sent you to violate the sacred grounds of my disciple's pavilion?!" the Grand Elder demanded, his deep voice carrying a thunderous resonance that made the remaining flames vibrate violently. He stepped forward to seize the leading hidden elder for a full soul interrogation.
However, before the Grand Elder's hand could even touch his forehead, the six assassins violently gritted their jaws in perfect, terrifying unison. A sudden, sharp click echoed through the quiet courtyard as they cracked the specialized suicide pills permanently stuck inside their back teeth.
