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"This... this killed her?"
Situ Qingyin saw Su Yuan suppressing the golden-level black-haired girl from start to finish. In the end, he crushed her with a giant hand dozens of meters long. Her heart surged with an indescribable shock!
She couldn’t even see the enemy’s movements and positions clearly. Yet Su Yuan, like a War God, crushed his opponent from an absolute advantage!
Was he really at the same Silver Middle Stage as herself?
Situ Qingyin couldn’t help but recall what Yang Yifeng had said before.
"The Secret Realm of the Silver Stage should be no problem if Su Yuan accompanies you. Although he just recently broke through to the Silver Stage, he is stronger than most of the Silver Stage students in Demon Capital."
Stronger?
Situ Qingyin felt a little dizzy. Grandpa Yang, is this what you meant by "a little"?
As the black-haired girl was killed, Su Yuan keenly sensed the instability of the space. He immediately used Instant Teleportation to go to a Netherfire Steel Bone Wolf at the "boundary."
After a quick check, Su Yuan raised his Void Splitting Monument Hand and struck forward.
"Crack, crack..."
It was as if a mirror shattered, returning to reality.
In an instant, the team reappeared in view.
However, most of them were lying on the ground with various horrific injuries, torn flesh, and unclear life and death.
Only Yang Chunhua, Lu Qianqiu, Ji Ping, and seven or eight others were still standing. A layer of mist shrouded them, their brows furrowed, and their eyes twitching, as if having a nightmare.
Besides them, a black-haired girl in a white dress stood in front, the same girl whom Su Yuan had just crushed into flesh.
"That wasn’t her true self..."
Su Yuan wasn’t too surprised, appearing before the black-haired girl in a flash.
The black-haired girl opened her eyes to look at Su Yuan. In the Dream Space, her black pupils had turned pure white now, an unusual and powerful force emanating from her.
"This is... the power of the Soul Card, Second Awakening?!"
Su Yuan’s pupils contracted, feeling extremely astonished!
The power the girl used was indeed that which comes after the Second Awakening of the Soul Card!
A Lower Three Levels girl capable of using the power of the Soul Card?
It was simply unbelievable!
For a Star Card Master, the initial Soul Card at the Star Apprentice stage was very weak, only providing a talent, a Soul Skill, and an increase in cultivation speed.
As the Star Card Master grew, the Soul Card also grew.
By the time they reached the Shining Star Level, the Soul Card became mature. If their talent and preparation were sufficient, they could achieve the "Second Awakening"!
After the Second Awakening, the Soul Card reached full maturity. Besides improving in talent, soul skills, and other aspects, it could also lend part of its power to the Imperial Master.
Sharing the same origin, the Imperial Master could fully inherit the Soul Card’s power, greatly enhancing their strength!
The power used by the black-haired girl came from the Soul Card. No wonder she could drag dozens, including two Golden Levels, into separate spaces!
The girl’s power, derived from the Second Awakened Soul Card named "Fog Hidden Dream Kill," could form countless Dream Spaces using white mist transformed from Star Power.
As long as she defeated the opponents in the Dream Space, it would reflect in reality, killing them.
Moreover, through Dream Separation, she could drag groups of enemies into multiple dream realms, solving them with countless Dream Avatars resembling her true self.
Although it was a spiritual interference ability, it was not a direct Spiritual Attack, so Su Yuan’s Hell Chanting Ring did not automatically generate the Demon Possession Shield to resist.
"Su Yuan, I can’t touch them! This white fog is blocking me!"
From a distance, Situ Qingyin tried to wake up Ji Ping and the others, but there was no response.
Forcing the white fog off with Star Power was difficult, and even if successful, it would likely cause significant backlash.
The only solution now was to address the problem at its root.
Su Yuan looked at the black-haired girl and asked, "Can you stop?"
The black-haired girl, with vacant eyes, gazed at Su Yuan, slightly opened her mouth but uttered no words.
"In that case, I’ll have to send you to your death."
Su Yuan wielded the Phoenix Perch Saber, easily piercing the black-haired girl’s heart with a single stroke.
Feeling pain and death, the black-haired girl finally showed a rare struggle and clarity in her eyes. Her lips moved slightly, but no sound came out.
Blood gushed from her chest, and the black-haired girl gradually lost her vitality.
In the White Mist Space, her physical strength was formidable. However, her true body outside was surprisingly fragile.
"This girl is so strange..."
Su Yuan furrowed his brows, contemplating the dying black-haired girl.
The girl, so young yet already at the Golden Stage, had an astonishingly high realm. Plus, she somehow mastered the power of the Second Awakened Soul Card.
It could be said her talent was extraordinary, a true prodigy!
Yet, her expression was vacant, and her mental state seemed problematic.
Moreover, in battle, she relied almost entirely on her body, Star Power, and instincts. She did not display any powerful skills or sophisticated tactics.
Looking at the ring on the black-haired girl’s finger, Su Yuan removed it and opened it.
Inside were only food and water, several sets of clothes, and some dolls of various colors.
There were no other clues.
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"Ah... ah..."
As the black-haired girl died, Yang Chunhua and the others regained consciousness, breathing heavily!
The black-haired girl could hide in the mist, appearing and disappearing unpredictably, even causing significant trouble for Yang Chunhua and Lu Qianqiu, who suffered numerous injuries.
It was like an ordinary person with normal vision suddenly falling into a pitch-dark cellar, even worse than that.
Meanwhile, Ji Ping and a few others at the Silver Stage were not so lucky, spitting blood and falling unconscious on the spot.
"Uncle Ji!" Situ Qingyin supported Ji Ping, but his chest had been completely shattered, his eyes dim, a dying man.
Yang Chunhua and Lu Qianqiu, seeing the surroundings clearly, rushed to Su Yuan in shock.
"So, she’s the culprit!"
Yang Chunhua and Lu Qianqiu recognized the black-haired girl from the Dream Space and knew she was the cause.
Yang Chunhua’s face was grim. This trip, Zhao Zongsheng perished, and nearly everyone in the convoy died!
Lu Qianqiu’s brows furrowed too. Although some Dragon Sect members were still alive, the outlook was grim.
Except for Su Yuan and Situ Qingyin, the only ones left standing were Yang Chunhua and Lu Qianqiu.
Lu Qianqiu cupped his hands to Su Yuan. "Thank you for killing the enemy and saving us!"
Lu Qianqiu knew that if they had been any slower, he might not have lasted.
This Silver Stage youth managed to kill the enemy’s true body, a feat that was undoubtedly extraordinary.
"Yes, thank you!"
Yang Chunhua also sincerely thanked Su Yuan. Despite the misfortune, their lives were saved.
Su Yuan nodded. "Let’s check the state of the team first."
"Alright!" Yang Chunhua turned to examine the team. Lu Qianqiu also cupped his hands and went to check on his Dragon Sect brothers.
Su Yuan looked at the black-haired girl, waved his hand, and stored her corpse in her Space Ring.
This girl was too bizarre. When they returned to the academy, the body needed to be examined.
"Su Yuan, come quickly! Uncle Ji won’t hold on much longer!" Situ Qingyin, slightly anxious, called out.
Su Yuan instantly teleported over, casting a Holy Light Baptism on Ji Ping.
However, Ji Ping was already severely injured and dying. The Holy Light Baptism alone couldn’t save him; his survival until now was a miracle.
Ji Ping, with blood foam in his mouth, seemed to gain a bit of strength under the Holy Light Baptism. He struggled to remove the ring from his left hand and handed it over. "Su... gur... gur..."
Ji Ping tried to speak, but blood choked him, making it impossible.
Su Yuan understood Ji Ping’s intent, took the blood-stained ring, and said solemnly, "Uncle Ji, don’t worry. I’ll deliver it to him."
Although Ji Ping never mentioned his son’s name, there were not many people with the surname Ji. Finding him among the new students at Zhangzhou Academy would not be difficult.
Hearing Su Yuan’s promise, Ji Ping’s eyes brightened slightly, a smile pulling at his lips.
But soon after, with a hint of longing and regret, the light in Ji Ping’s eyes quickly dulled...
Situ Qingyin, seeing this scene, had reddened eyes.
Though they only knew each other for a few days, Uncle Ji took care of the young Su Yuan and Situ Qingyin, often offering reminders and support during their journey.
More importantly, this kind-hearted man was just about to return home to his son after this trip but died halfway...
The parting of close ones seemed to deeply affect Situ Qingyin, rendering her silent.
Su Yuan patted her gently and said, "People die every moment in this world. Some are killed, some die of old age, and some succumb to illness....
But Uncle Ji died for his child, which makes him fortunate compared to others.
Don’t be sad. The least we can do is fulfill his last wish."
Dying for his child was fortunate?
Situ Qingyin was stunned, looking up at Su Yuan. After pondering for a moment, she nodded slightly, regaining some strength.
Su Yuan merely intended to comfort her, not expecting his words to have such an effect.
No one else survived. Yang Chunhua and Lu Qianqiu spent some time burying all the bodies.
Lu Qianqiu looked at Yang Chunhua, asking, "What should we do next?"
"With the enemy dealt with by Brother Su, we should continue forward." Yang Chunhua said solemnly, "Despite this ordeal, you three are our guests. I will escort you to Black Snow Country.
Moreover, Brother Su saved me, so I can’t abandon you halfway."
The professionalism of Gale Station was truly impressive...
Su Yuan and Lu Qianqiu both said, "Thank you."
Yang Chunhua sighed, then perked up, "Let’s go, move forward!"
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In a large research institute in the northern part of the continent, a group of people in white research uniforms busily worked.
A tall blonde woman hurried into an office.
"Lord Barton, subject number 035 has been confirmed dead!"
The blonde woman, appearing anxious, handed over a report.
"So soon?"
Inside the office, a burly middle-aged man with a stern expression took the report.
"Placed near the Great Flame border... barely Second Awakening, its spirit heavily eroded, unable to use its skills, a failure."
The middle-aged man’s tone was indifferent, casually tossing the report into the trash after a glance.
"Keep monitoring."
"Yes!"
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