Shrek Academy, lounge.
The air was suffused with a faint, almost tangible fragrance of grass and wood—the lingering breath of life left behind when Han Yuchen had healed them with the power of Starlight.
Simply breathing in that scent made their limbs and bones feel a little more at ease.
Six figures lay sprawled across benches and the carpet, their breathing steady and deep, as if they were merely engaged in profound meditation.
Ning Rongrong tended to everyone thoughtfully. As the last person to join Shrek Academy, she had already developed the Shrek Spirit.
Han Yuchen sat alone by the window, his back to the others.
"Cough..."
An extremely faint cough, like a stone dropped into a still lake, shattered the room's silence.
Tang San was the first to awaken.
His eyes flew open, and a flash of pure violet-gold light vanished from their depths.
Without the slightest confusion, his Purple Demon Eye activated instinctively, vigilantly sweeping over his surroundings.
Only after recognizing the familiar lounge and seeing his companions lying safely beside him did he slowly let out a breath.
Then, an immense confusion—one that nearly overturned the understanding he had built over two lifetimes—surged through his heart like a tide.
I... didn't die?
He clearly remembered being struck head-on by that terrifying Moonlight Impact. His internal organs had nearly been displaced, at least seventy percent of his bones had been broken, and the powerless near-death sensation of having his soul torn away had absolutely not been an illusion.
He immediately calmed himself and circulated the Mysterious Heaven Skill to examine his body from within.
At that sight, even Tang San nearly cried out in shock!
His body... was completely unscathed!
Within his meridians, the Mysterious Heaven Skill's inner power flowed like a surging river, vast and mighty. It