"Do you know why I didn't use my Soul Ring?"
Just as everyone was discussing it heatedly, Huo Yuhao spoke up.
Everyone was stunned.
Wang Dong frowned. "Why?"
"I was mainly afraid that if I released my Soul Ring, some of the people here might not be able to take it and would pass out," Huo Yuhao explained.
Pass out?
The onlookers looked at one another.
Then everyone burst out laughing.
The air was instantly filled with joy.
Did he think he had a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Ring or something?
Pass out, my ass.
At that moment, a Senior Sister in a black school uniform stepped forward and shouted, "Whether you're a mule or a horse, let's see you out in the open. Stop dawdling like a woman. It's about to rain, and if you surrender early, I can go collect my laundry."
"Then..."
The golden glimmer in Huo Yuhao's eyes slowly faded, replaced by a blood-red hue. "Just don't go tattling on me to the Academic Affairs Office."
"Buzz!"
As soon as he spoke, a Soul Ring instantly rose beneath Huo Yuhao's feet. Before the eyes of everyone watching, intense blood light flared up, eclipsing the Soul Guiding Lamps used for illumination.
In an instant, a terrifying aura, like a Ferocious Beast breaking free from its cage, spread outward from Huo Yuhao like a tidal wave. The air completely froze at that moment. The world seemed to turn pale red, silent and still.
The scarlet color on that Soul Ring, as rich as blood itself, was reflected in everyone's eyes.
That terrifying, utterly undisguised pressure poured directly into everyone's minds. The smiles vanished from their faces, their eyes turning vacant as their scalps tingled and chills ran down their spines. Soon, some of the weaker students collapsed like stalks of