Chapter 91 Green Sprouts in Peril

"Everyone! Sit cross-legged where you are! Center your energy and guard your core! Circulate the Heart-Clearing Mantra! Recite the Mind-Cultivation Technique! Guard your mind!"

Teacher Gao's voice was like a thunderclap, carrying an unquestionable majesty. At the same time, his First Realm Mid-stage spiritual power erupted without reservation, pouring like a torrent into the core of the precarious Formation, desperately stabilizing the light barrier.

Although most of the Devilish Qi impact was weakened and blocked by the defensive light barrier, the spiritual pollution containing chaotic, fearful, and insane will still seeped in like a cold tide.

The students in the classroom suddenly felt a wave of nausea and dizziness, their heads throbbing as if they were splitting.

But under Teacher Gao's timely instructions and the protection of his own spiritual power, most of the children, despite their pale faces and panic, forced themselves to endure the fear. They sat cross-legged as instructed, closed their eyes, and tried hard to recite the Heart-Clearing Mantra, their tender little faces full of effort and persistence.

Almost at the same time the Formation was fully activated, a huge spiritual power fluctuation came from the street corner.

"Die!" a sharp shout suddenly rang out.

Spiritual power intertwined into a net of death, instantly enveloping Mo Eleven, who was frantically crashing into the light barrier.

Facing this fatal attack, Mo Eleven did not dodge or avoid it.

In his eyes, there was only that golden light barrier blocking him!

He let out a beast-like roar, igniting all the remaining Devilish Qi and vitality within his body. Like a black meteorite, he crashed into the light barrier even more crazily! He wanted to tear open a crack before this body was completely destroyed. Even if it only allowed a trace of Devilish Qi to seep in and pollute those pure Souls.

Thwip! Thwip! Thwip!

Several streaks of light precisely pierced through his chest and limbs!

Foul-smelling blood spurted out like a fountain, splashing onto the golden light barrier and emitting a "hissing" corrosive sound. Mo Eleven's body twitched violently a few times, the scarlet light in his eyes quickly dimmed, and finally, he collapsed limply under the light barrier, with no further sound.

The crisis was resolved.

Teacher Gao's tense nerves finally relaxed slightly, his forehead covered in fine beads of sweat. He took a deep breath and his gaze swept over the shaken students: "Is everyone okay? Maintain the Formation! Now, count off!"

"One!"

"Two!"

"Three!"...

The students' voices, laced with sobs, rang out one by one.

Just then, Shen Qi, who was sitting near Yun Qian, suddenly let out a shrill scream, filled with extreme fear: "Teacher Gao! Something's wrong! Yun Qian! Yun Qian, she... she has fainted! So much... so much blood!"

Teacher Gao's heart sank, and he rushed over in one stride. He saw Yun Qian's small body curled up in her seat, her face pale as if transparent, her whole body trembling uncontrollably. From her mouth, nose, corners of her eyes, and ears... from her seven orifices, glaring, viscous blood was slowly seeping out, staining her light cyan academy uniform red, and spreading into a shocking little pool on the clean floor!

A few dozen breaths ago.

Yun Bai's mood was a hundred times brighter than this brilliant sunset glow.

He was unconsciously humming a brisk melody from his previous life on Blue Star, and everything he saw looked incredibly pleasing—the hawkers' cries on the street were the music of life, the laughing faces of children chasing and playing were the purest treasures in the world, and even the breeze brushing against his cheeks carried an intoxicating sweet fragrance.

From home to Qingya Academy, it was only a distance of four blocks, and the route passed through the bustling West Market.

At this moment, Yun Bai's heart and eyes were filled with his sister Yun Qian's eyes, which would light up instantly as if filled with stars, upon hearing the news about the soul-stabilizing pill. How would she jump up in surprise?

Would she throw herself into his arms, or be too excited to speak? His pace involuntarily became faster and faster, as if an invisible force was pushing him to sprint forward. Soon, the familiar upturned eaves of Qingya Academy clearly appeared at the street corner ahead.

Just as he took a deep breath, preparing for the final sprint toward the academy gate—

"Everyone, just die with me—!!!"

A shrill scream filled with endless resentment and madness, like the roar of a devil from Hell, suddenly tore through the tranquility of the twilight! Following closely behind was a deafening explosion and the sudden, terrified screams of the crowd!

The direction the sound came from... was exactly Qingya Academy!

The smile on Yun Bai's face froze instantly, like a sculpture encased in ice. An indescribable, bone-chilling cold rushed up from the soles of his feet, instantly sweeping through his entire body, straight to his crown! His heart felt as if it had been gripped tightly by a cold and huge devilish claw, almost stopping its beating!

"Qianqian—! Shen Qi—!!"

Fear and fury erupted in his chest like a volcano! He had no time to think; the spiritual power within his body surged frantically without reservation, like a dam breaking! Boom! The bluestone slab under his feet instantly shattered! His figure left an afterimage in place, and he was already like an angry arrow released from the string, carrying a shriek that tore through the air, rushing desperately toward the academy!

His vision zoomed in rapidly! From afar, he saw a black-robed figure (Mo Eleven) wreathed in viscous black mist and exuding disgusting Devilish Qi, like a crazy bull, using his body to violently slam again and again into the academy's defensive light barrier, which was fluctuating violently, flashing with golden light, and on the verge of collapse! Every impact was like a heavy hammer striking Yun Bai's heart!

"Bastard! Die—"

Unprecedented rage and heart-wrenching fear intertwined into a destructive force.

Yun Bai's eyes were splitting, his pupils bloodshot.

His Divine Thought was like lightning, and dozens of pellets flew out from the Storage Pouch at his waist.

No hands were needed; his powerful Divine Sense had already firmly locked onto them! Wherever his will went, the pellets turned into several streaks of cold, deadly light that tore through the air with shrill shrieks.

Carrying the terrifying power of a full-fury strike from the Second Realm, they crossed the space in an instant, like precision-guided missiles.

Thwip! Thwip! Thwip!

Several teeth-gritting sounds of Sharp Weapons entering flesh rang out almost simultaneously! The strikes precisely pierced through Mo Eleven's limb joints and spinal vital points, nailing him fiercely onto the violently fluctuating golden light barrier like a ragdoll.

Mo Eleven's body twitched violently a few times, letting out a short, painful grunt, the scarlet light in his eyes quickly extinguished, and he completely lost all signs of life.