The brawl between the creature and the spectral demons intensified. The clearing became a whirlwind of claws, fangs, and spectral energy. Despite being outnumbered, the creature remained a whirlwind of destruction. Its massive claws ripped through spectral forms with sickening ease, the air thick with the stench of burnt flesh and otherworldly essence.Xu Hua, perched on the rock formation, watched in morbid fascination. The sheer brutality of the fight was both horrifying and strangely captivating. But as the battle raged on, she noticed a shift in tactics. The spectral demons, previously content with swarming the creature, began to target specific areas – its exposed flanks, the gaping wound on its neck. Their attacks, though still ineffective in terms of damage, held a newfound precision.This confirmed her suspicions. These weren't mindless puppets. They were being controlled by an unseen entity, one that was analyzing the creature's fighting style, searching for weaknesses. A col
"So you see," the Harbinger boomed, its voice echoing off the damp walls of the chamber, "you can't escape what's coming. Why don't you just surrender yourself to me? You possess something I desperately need." Its crimson eyes glowed with an insatiable greed.Atticus gritted his teeth, the pain from the ordeal with the spectral demons a dull throb in his muscles. His dantian, the wellspring of his power, felt like a parched desert. He had nothing left to fuel his spirit qi or demonic energy techniques. All he had was his sword and his unwavering will."There's no reason for me to believe you blindly," he retorted, his voice hoarse but defiant. "And even if I did, you give off some serious bad vibes, dude."The Harbinger's rage crackled in the air. With a flicker, its form shifted, solidifying into a hulking monstrosity with obsidian skin and horns that curved back from its brow. Its eyes, once two points of crimson light, now burned like miniature suns in its shadowed face."Fool!" it
"I'm okay master Wei" Atticus reassured the professor."That's good, so can you explain what the hell was that?" Master Wei questioned him in a grim voice.Wei Lin wouldn't admit this anywhere but the time he spent in this chamber had to be one of the most apprehensive he had ever been.The demonic energy present in the chamber gave him a different feeling, and felt more volatile with its intense suppression.Normal Human cultivators are not able to absorb or use demonic qi as if they tried too, the energy will corrupt their dantian and cripple their spirit root which supports their meridian veins.So when a human cultivator is in the presence of vast amount of demonic qi they have go constantly push away the energy with their qi to avoid invasion but this particular nether demonic energy was different as it seemed to swiftly corrupt spirit qi at a much faster rate than regular demonic qi and also possesses a more aggressive nature that makes guiding against its invasion a bit harder.
Before the group could delve deeper into the labyrinthine ruins, a blur streaked through the air towards them."Look! It's Master Wei!" Li Wei exclaimed, her voice tinged with relief. The emerald glow emanating from the approaching figure confirmed her words. Master Wei landed gracefully in front of them, his expression grave. In his arms, he cradled two students, their faces pale and bodies limp.A collective gasp rippled through the group as their classmates were gently deposited on the ground. Relief washed over them as their teammates rushed forward, offering words of comfort and checking for injuries. Despite the weariness etched on their faces, a glimmer of pride shone in their eyes. They had faced a trial by fire and emerged victorious.Master Wei, his emerald aura pulsing faintly, addressed the group. "You have all done exceptionally well," he said, his voice gruff but laced with admiration. "I scouted the entire ruin and eliminated the remaining demonic remnants. Consider thi
Dust swirled around Atticus's feet as he unleashed a whirlwind of attacks. His blade, a blur of silver, whistled through the air, each strike carrying a force that seemed to defy his usual agility. Xu Hua watched, mesmerized and wary, from the edge of the arena. This wasn't the same Atticus she sparred with before. His movements were sharper, his strikes infused with a power that sent shivers down her spine.Hesitantly, she stepped onto the training floor, drawing her own sword. "Alright, Atticus," she called out, her voice echoing in the vast arena. "For some reason you asked for a spar, I'm here to whoop your ass. I hope you are prepared."A glint of amusement flickered in his eyes, but it was quickly replaced by a predatory focus. "Always," he replied, his voice a low rumble.Xi Hua didn't waste any more time talking and swiftly took out her weapon and approached Atticus.The clang of steel marked the start of their duel. Xu Hua lunged forward, her blade flashing in a practiced seq
A sharp clap echoed through the arena, shattering the moment that had formed between Xu Hua and Atticus. All eyes turned towards the source of the interruption - Ling Yue"Splendid," Ling Yue purred, her voice dripping with mock sincerity. "Atticus darling. Time's up!" Her crimson robes billowed dramatically as she sashayed across the training ground, her entourage of admirers trailing behind like a gaggle of sycophantic geese.A scowl darkened Atticus's features. He had completely forgotten about Ling Yue's advances, and her presence now served as an unwelcome reminder of the unwanted attention he'd received earlier. He had hoped to avoid this encounter. The last time they crossed paths, Ling Yue had declared him her "property," sending shivers of unease down his spine. He'd managed to brush her off then, but her presence here now was a stark reminder of her unwelcome interest. Her position as a senior and the leader of the prestigious Phoenix Division, known for their brutal fire-
The rhythmic clatter of chopsticks against ceramic bowls filled the air as Atticus and Xu Hua dug into their dinner. The tension that had hung heavy between them earlier had dissipated somewhat, replaced by a quiet camaraderie. Despite the impending Bloodfest, Atticus couldn't help but appreciate the normalcy of sharing a meal with his friend."You shouldn't have held me back." Xu Hua finally said, her voice laced with concern. "About Ling Yue. I could have helped you, you knew that you didn't have to entertain her nonsense."Atticus sighed, setting down his chopsticks. "I know, Xu Hua. I just… This is something personal I guess. And honestly, I don't think there was much you could have done. Besides," he added with a hint of a smile. "It's not like I'm at her mercy of anything."Atticus juggled his takeout container precariously as his spirit transmission disc buzzed to life. He winced, shoving a stray sesame noodle back into its plastic prison before excusing himself from Xu Hua. "
A few days when by and the day of the blood fest finally reached. Atticus went towards the venue and so did other students. The entire academy was looking forward to this twisted yearly event.The anticipation hung heavy in the air as students from all corners of the academy converged upon the Blood Coliseum. Whispers of excitement and nervous energy crackled like static electricity, a palpable buzz that set the atmosphere alive. Atticus navigated through the throngs of eager participant's, his mind a whirlwind of anticipation and strategy.An oppressive blood-red sun hung low in the twilight sky, casting an ominous glow over the colossal Blood Coliseum. Gleaming obsidian spires pierced the heavens, their tips converging to form a jagged maw at the arena's apex. The air crackled with a morbid energy, a cacophony of nervous murmurs and bloodthirsty roars emanating from the stands that snaked their way around the coliseum's inner rim.Atticus, along with the other participants, stood hu