Far away in Zhang Xuan's mind, hundreds of Dao Prefectures away, he felt a sudden jolt. In the Academy space within his mind, a book named Yang Tianxin was shaking violently.

"It's Tianxin, she's escaped. Why is she so sad?" Zhang Xuan opened the book. It clearly showed Yang Tianxin's current location, heading towards the Yang family.

"Tianxin has escaped? That's great, I must hurry to find her. She surely needs me now." Zhang Xuan was eager to see his last disciple. After learning that all the slaughter was orchestrated by the Third Prince, he suppressed all his anger and hatred, determined to crush the Third Prince when he had the power.

"I still have..." Zhang Xuan's consciousness returned to his Academy space. It was a vast, endless expanse, surrounded by a white void, stretching into the unknown. Rows upon rows of bookshelves extended infinitely, seemingly without end.