Chapter 88

"Ah?"

Inside a side hall of the Divine Stele Hall, Zhan Wushuang was contemplating a stone stele when he sensed the overwhelming killing intent. He instinctively retreated from the side hall and found that the main hall was full of people. Those who were contemplating in other side halls had also come out, and the guards outside had entered, all their gazes fixed on one side hall.

"Everyone, don't panic, someone has triggered the martial essence of the divine stele, but no powerful enemy has come!"

A voice suddenly sounded, not loud but resonating in everyone's ears. The two guards in the main hall immediately exclaimed, "It's the Dean!"

"Zhuge Liuyun?"

Zhan Wushuang's eyes flashed with light. This Dean, who was rarely seen, was one of the top ten strongest on the continent, and he had been alarmed? Martial essence? Could it be that someone has comprehended a divine stele?

"Whoosh!"

Countless people from the North Yard flew over, many mentors in the academy were alarmed, and nearby students were also attracted to this area, but they were stopped outside by several guards.

"Salute to the seven vice-deans and all the mentors!"

Respectful salutations quickly came from outside, and over forty people entered in a line. Zhan Wushuang scanned and found that they were all mentors of the academy, with the seven vice-deans at the front.

"Everyone, go out! The Divine Stele Hall will be temporarily closed."

A silver-haired old woman with a cane spoke indifferently. Zhan Wushuang and the others could only awkwardly walk out, and the guard team quickly closed the door of the Divine Stele Hall. Over forty people quietly walked toward the side hall, but they stopped at the entrance, all their gazes fixed on Jiang Yi standing inside.

"Who is this student? Does anyone recognize him?"

The silver-haired old woman, who clearly had a high status, glanced at the dazed Jiang Yi and asked softly.

"It's him?"

A beautiful woman in a white dress exclaimed softly. The silver-haired old woman immediately looked at her and asked, "Ruo Xue, do you recognize this person?"

The woman in the white dress, who was known as the ice beauty in the academy, nodded and said, "Dean Qi, his name is Jiang Yi. He is a registered student of this term, with a surface strength of only the fifth level of the Cauldron Casting Realm, but his true combat power has reached the first or second level of the Purple Mansion Realm. By the way... the assassin killed today was him, Dean Liu should know."

A refined middle-aged man beside her nodded and said, "Yes, he originally had no points, but the academy compensated him with five hundred points. I didn't expect him to use the points to enter the Divine Stele Hall and trigger the martial essence within the stele."

Dean Qi, the silver-haired old woman, glanced at Jiang Yi and asked doubtfully, "His surface realm is indeed only the fifth level of the Cauldron Casting Realm. Ruo Xue, are you sure his overall combat power can reach the Purple Mansion Realm?"

"Yes, Dean Qi."

Su Ruo Xue nodded and said, "He once killed dozens of people in Tianyu City and even killed a first-level Purple Mansion Realm warrior. By the way, one of today's assassins was also a first-level Purple Mansion Realm warrior!"

"Then this person is a prodigy!"

Dean Qi's eyes showed a hint of excitement as she looked at Jiang Yi and said, "The martial essence of the Slaughter Heavenly Lord is very powerful. If this student can comprehend it, our academy may produce another world-class genius. However, even if he triggers the martial essence within the stele, he may not necessarily comprehend it. This depends on his insight and luck."

...

Outside, it was in chaos, but Jiang Yi knew nothing about it. He didn't even know where he was at the moment.

When he used the black essence to enhance his vision and looked at the stele, a red light suddenly flashed, and the scene before him changed. The two statues and the stele in front of him disappeared, and he felt as if he had arrived in a strange place.

It was a desolate wilderness, with no one around, and the horizon stretched endlessly. Just as Jiang Yi was in a state of uncertainty, a sound of galloping horses suddenly came from the distance, gradually growing louder, and the ground began to tremble. A black line appeared on the horizon to the left of Jiang Yi, quickly turning into a black cloud, which gradually expanded and eventually filled his entire field of vision.

"Heaven, so many people, there must be a million..."

Jiang Yi was terrified, feeling as if his breath had stopped. The overwhelming aura of the advancing army was so intense that it felt like mountains of killing intent pressing down on him, making his blood boil and his body tremble uncontrollably.

Fortunately, the million-strong army charged straight to the right, seemingly unaware of his presence, or perhaps this was just an image, not real?

"Whoosh!"

Just as Jiang Yi was in a state of shock, a figure suddenly shot out from the right, charging fearlessly toward the million-strong army.

"Slaughter Heavenly Lord?"

Jiang Yi's eyes lit up. The figure had white hair, wore a blood-red battle armor, and held a red long spear. Who else could it be but the Slaughter Heavenly Lord? However, his eyes were black, unlike the red eyes of the statue.

"Kill!"

The million-strong army drew their black battle knives, roaring in unison. The sound was deafening, piercing the sky, making Jiang Yi's body tremble and nearly collapse. The killing intent grew even stronger, like a winter rain, freezing and piercing to the bone.

"Die!"

A voice as cold as a thousand-year-old glacier sounded. Though not loud, it seemed to overshadow the roar of the million-strong army. The Slaughter Heavenly Lord stood a thousand feet in front of the army, slowly raising his long spear. His white hair moved without wind, and his black eyes gradually turned red, eventually becoming completely blood-red. His blood-red long spear glowed red, and an even more terrifying killing intent radiated from his body. The moment the killing intent appeared, the air around him seemed to stop flowing.

"Clang!"

Jiang Yi could no longer support himself, collapsing to the ground. He looked at the blood-red figure in terror, his mind overwhelmed with shock. How could one person's killing intent surpass that of a million-strong army?

"Clang!" "Bang!"

At the same time, the million-strong army's horses were pressed to the ground, and people were thrown into the air, their eyes filled with panic and fear. The killing formation formed by the million-strong army was easily broken by the killing intent of one person.

"Humanity is unjust, a million corpses lie! Heaven is unjust, all the heavens are slaughtered!"

The Slaughter Heavenly Lord roared, transforming into an arrow and shooting forward. His long spear suddenly unleashed a hundred-foot wave of energy, sweeping through the crowd like cutting through straw. Countless heads, limbs, and bodies flew into the air, blood splattered everywhere, turning the wilderness into a hell...

"Is this a human or a god? To suppress a million people with killing intent, making them unable to resist? Is this something a human can do?"

Jiang Yi was completely stunned. At the same time, his eyes began to turn red, and he recalled the scene on the western mountain of Tianyu City. A powerful killing intent surged in his heart, seemingly resonating with the scene before him.

"Bang!"

In just a moment, not a single person in the million-strong army remained standing. Everyone, including the horses, was cut into pieces, the scene was horrifying and nauseating, and those with weak minds would likely go mad at the sight.

Fortunately, Jiang Yi's mind was filled with the scene on the western mountain. When he came to his senses, the scene before him had slowly faded away. He saw only a pair of blood-red eyes, eyes that seemed to see through everything, penetrating his soul.

"Breath... breath..."

He saw the scene change, and he was back in the Divine Stele Hall of the academy. He let out a long, relieved breath, kneeling on one knee, panting heavily, cold sweat pouring down his forehead. His mind was still filled with the terrifying scene and the blood-red, killing-intent-filled eyes.