Lin Mu's heart began pounding wildly.
The words he'd silently repeated to himself—"It's here"—had finally come true.
As expected!
Another mutation!
It was exactly like the first time he'd changed classes!
His talent only upgraded after the class-change process was completely finished.
It made its grand entrance as the final "bonus"!
Outside the Holy Temple.
Zhou Pingxia and the academy's esteemed elders had only just recovered from the astonishing sight of "all spirits paying homage."
"Is it over?"
An elderly professor wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, his voice still trembling.
Zhou Pingxia was just about to say something when his expression suddenly changed!
"No, wait! There's more!"
Boom—!!!
A black mist, denser, purer, and more domineering than the earlier black tornado,
suddenly surged through the cracks around the Holy Temple's doors and windows!
This time, it didn't rush toward the sky.
Instead, like a silent black tide, it clung to the ground and spread madly in every direction, its advance unstoppable!
This black mist was no longer simply death and chaos.
Within it, there was actually a kind of... indescribable order!
A supreme law that reigned over all and made all things submit!
"Quick! Defend yourselves!"
Zhou Pingxia roared, unleashing the terrifying aura of a peak fourth-tier powerhouse.
A thick golden wall of light formed in front of him, shielding the elderly professors behind him.
The black mist slammed into the wall, producing a dull crash as if it had struck something solid!
Zhou Pingxia's face turned pale, and he was forced to take a small step back!
His eyes were filled with shock!
The energy radiating from a class change alone was enough to shake a peak fourth-tier professional?!
What the hell... was this kid?!
The black mist didn't stop. Ignoring every obstacle, it continued to spread.