Chapter 130 The Freshmen in Crisis
Chu Han checked the middle-aged man's corpse but didn't find any spatial equipment.
Only then did he put the corpse into his space ring.
Without lingering, he turned around and quickly headed back the way he came.
The other 19 New Students were weaker and likely wouldn't have ventured so deep into the Secret Realm.
To find them, he would have to search the peripheral areas of the Secret Realm.
His figure turned into a crimson afterimage as he sped through the Fossilized Forest and Meteorite Craters, his speed far exceeding his previous pace.
Meanwhile, in different areas of the Meteorite Secret Realm, the other 19 New Students were falling into desperate straits.
They had split into four teams to explore but were simultaneously attacked by unknown Martial Artists.
These attackers were at least at the 5th Tier Late Stage, with no shortage of 6th-rank Martial Artists among them; their strength far surpassed the New Students, who had no power to resist.
On the peaks northeast of the Secret Realm's entrance, the team led by Yun Mobai and Li Tianhe was surrounded by three 6th-rank Martial Artists.
Although Yun Mobai and Li Tianhe possessed extraordinary talent, their attacks were completely useless against 6th-rank Martial Artists.
With a "bang," Li Tianhe was sent flying by a palm strike, coughing up blood as he slammed into a rock wall.
Yun Mobai wanted to help, but he was suppressed by the opponent's sword techniques and could only barely protect himself, his face full of resentment.
In the marshlands to the southwest, another team was surrounded by four 5th Tier Late Stage Martial Artists; they huddled at the edge of the swamp, their faces filled with terror.
Chu Han sprinted all the way, pushing his Mental Energy to its limit like an invisible net covering a range of over a thousand meters, trying to find his classmates or enemies.
Suddenly, a white light streaked rapidly across the sky.
Chu Han's Mental Energy locked on instantly, discovering it was Lin Baiwei's Spirit Beast White Eagle, Snowball!
Currently, Snowball's belly was dripping with blood, and its wings were wounded; it was fleeing in panic, clearly having just broken out of a battle.
"Lin Baiwei and the others were attacked too!"
Chu Han's heart sank; if even Snowball had been forced to flee with heavy injuries, it meant the situation over there had reached a critical point.
Without hesitation, he threw his head back and let out a long howl that pierced through the clouds.
Hearing the howl, the White Eagle in the sky suddenly froze, its eyes darting downward.
It immediately changed direction and dove toward Chu Han.
Although it had only seen Chu Han twice, it had a deep memory of this powerful aura.
As a Spirit Beast with high intelligence, it knew that Chu Han was the only one who could save its master right now.
The White Eagle dove down and landed not far from Chu Han, letting out urgent and shrill cries, its eyes filled with anxiety.
"I understand. Your master and the others were attacked by Martial Artists, right?" Chu Han asked in a low voice.
The White Eagle nodded frantically and flapped its wings against the ground, urging Chu Han on.
Chu Han took out a Healing Medicinal Pill from his space ring and flicked it; the pill flew accurately into the White Eagle's mouth.
"Take the medicine to heal first, otherwise you'll be too slow to keep up with me."
The pill melted instantly upon entering its mouth, and the pure medicinal power immediately repaired the White Eagle's injuries; the wound on its belly healed at a visible rate, and the blood on its wings gradually clotted.
A light of excitement appeared in the White Eagle's eyes. It cried out to Chu Han once more, then spread its wings and soared, turning into a white light as it flew into the distance.
Seeing this, Chu Han immediately followed behind.
This White Eagle was extremely fast, easily exceeding the speed of sound.
But Chu Han's speed was not slow either; relying solely on his legs to sprint across the ground, he steadily kept pace with the White Eagle in the air.
The man and the eagle traversed the Secret Realm at high speed, covering dozens of kilometers in just two minutes.
Ahead was a massive Meteorite Crater, and Chu Han's Mental Energy had already sensed energy fluctuations within it.
Five unknown Martial Artists were surrounding Lin Baiwei, Xu Feng, and three other New Students in the center; the New Students had already lost the ability to resist.
On the open ground in the center of the crater, Xu Feng and two other boys were covered in wounds, blood hanging from the corners of their mouths, bound by the opponents' Yuan Power and unable to move.
Lin Baiwei held the Black-Maned Lion, whose leg bone had been broken; tears of heartache slid down her cheeks, yet her eyes were filled with the light of hatred.
Her gaze was fixed on the sky as she prayed silently in her heart, "Snowball, run away, don't come back..."
Just then, a loud eagle cry came from the distance. Lin Baiwei looked up sharply and saw that familiar white shadow, her face turning pale instantly.
She shouted urgently, "Snowball, go away! Don't save me!"
But Snowball didn't listen at all; it dove down and launched a sneak attack on the back of a 5th-rank Martial Artist's head.
Its sharp talons clawed with a gust of wind at high speed.
Just as the 5th-rank Martial Artist was about to be hit, the eagle was struck by a blast of Yuan Power from a palm strike by a 6th-rank Martial Artist in the group.
Snowball let out a cry of pain but continued to circle in the air, launching constant harassment attacks in an attempt to buy time for Lin Baiwei and the others.
"This damned eagle is really looking for death!"
The 5th-rank Martial Artist, who had nearly been ambushed, roared in anger and tried to attack, but couldn't hit Snowball.
The 6th-rank Martial Artist beside him stopped him and sneered, "Don't be in a hurry. Once we catch these New Students, we'll pluck this eagle's feathers and roast it; it'll make a perfect snack to go with our wine."
Just as they were becoming frustrated by Snowball's harassment, a figure suddenly appeared in front of Lin Baiwei and the others, without warning, as if by teleportation.
"Chu Han!"
Seeing the newcomer, the eyes of Xu Feng and the others instantly erupted with the light of wild joy.
They all knew Chu Han had cleared the 61st floor of the Trial Tower, and his strength exceeded the 6th rank.
Now that he had arrived, there might still be hope for a turnaround!
Lin Baiwei was also stunned; her tears stopped instantly, and her eyes were filled with disbelief and a glimmer of hope.
She immediately understood that Chu Han was the helper Snowball had called.
Meanwhile, the Martial Artists from the Organization also showed looks of wild joy upon seeing Chu Han.
The leading 6th-rank Martial Artist licked his lips, his eyes flashing with greed. "I didn't expect the biggest target to deliver himself to our doorstep! Capture him, and the Organization will reward us!"
Before his words could even fade, he found that Chu Han's figure had suddenly vanished.
"What?!"
The faces of the Martial Artists changed drastically; before they could react, they heard a series of loud "bangs."
Everyone only saw their companions instantly turn into a mist of blood along with the sounds.
Yet they couldn't see the enemy.
In almost an instant, everyone except the 6th-rank Martial Artist had been blown apart.
"No!"
The 6th-rank Martial Artist let out a desperate wail; the gap was just too large!
In the next moment, Chu Han's fist slammed into him.
"Bang!"
This 6th-rank Martial Artist was also unable to escape the fate of being blasted into a mist of blood.
When Chu Han's figure reappeared in his original spot, there wasn't a single drop of blood on him.
He turned to look at the shaken New Students and said in a flat tone, "Are you all okay?"
Only then did Xu Feng and the others come to their senses, their faces filled with shock and awe.
They knew Chu Han was strong, but they hadn't expected him to be this powerful!
Five Martial Artists who were at least at the 5th Tier Late Stage, including one at the 6th rank, were actually killed by him instantly, without even a chance to fight back!
Lin Baiwei held the Black-Maned Lion, tears welling up again, but this time they were from excitement and relief.
"Chu Han, thank you for saving us!"
Chu Han waved his hand, walked over to Lin Baiwei, and took out several Healing Medicinal Pills to hand over. "Heal yourselves and the Spirit Beast first. The other teams have likely encountered danger as well; we need to rush over to rescue them as soon as possible."