The whole place was quiet. It surprisingly brought back a long-lost sense of peace.
The hundreds of people, who were previously determined to seek revenge against Remus, were now kneeling on the ground. At the forefront were the ten mentors, and behind them were several hundred disciples. They formed a circle, gazing at Remus, who stood suspended in the air, almost as if in reverence.
A gentle breeze swept through, causing Remus' hair and clothes to flutter gracefully. At that moment, he was the true immortal among them.
After about ten seconds, one of the mentors suddenly coughed up blood, and his entire lofty presence seemed to dissipate.
In despair, he exclaimed, "This humiliation is unparalleled! Since the beginning of the Immortal Realm, we've always commanded the elements. Never have we been trampled on like this!"
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