At a power level like Mixed Spirit Academy, how could they not have a trump card?
In a moment of crisis, Zhao Jinsan's hands formed a seal, creating afterimages. From the depths of Mixed Spirit Academy, in a forbidden area where only the dean could enter, three auras drifted out.
"Oh? Characters from ancient times? Let me see who exactly it is," Xuan Xu Main God, ranked twelfth, gently raised an eyebrow.
The three auras gradually coalesced into shape.
Three white-bearded elders stood in front of Zhao Jinsan and the two vice deans, their expressions slightly tense as they gazed at the Heavenly Army.
Zhao Jinsan clasped his hands and said, "The Immortal Realm attacks, and we had no choice but to disturb the slumber of the three Ancestors."
These three were the founders of Mixed Spirit Academy, once renowned figures on the Tianji Continent.
