Mountain Forest After the Storm
Two Full Moon suddenly burst into light at the same time.
The Full Moon itself was the first to unleash a torrent of moonlight, a clearing action born of rage.
The Moonlight swept across the shores of Sea God Lake like a tidal wave, burning away the dark purple spore clouds that remained on the ground into harmless dust, flattening the burning maple trees, and lifting pebbles and ashes into the air with the shockwaves before crushing them into powder by the moonlight.
The Full Moon of the Good Corpse followed closely behind; it was a calculated and deadly strike.
The Moonlight fell like a fine rain, each ray precisely targeting the remaining Evil Soul Master on the battlefield, without harming a single blade of grass or affecting any of the retreating teachers and students, but only landing on their dark red protective Soul Power.
Two beams of Moonlight intertwined in mid-air.
The moonlight of the original body is responsible for suppression and destruction, while the moonlight of the Good Corpse is responsible for harvesting and purification.
This is not simply a doubling of power; it is the resonance of two different wills.
The same moon, two different lights, as if someone had split the Full Moon in two, one half for Destruction and the other for protection.
The moment the two halves rejoined on the battlefield, they covered the entire Sea God Lake and its surrounding area, and every Evil Soul Master who was still putting up a last stand was simultaneously pierced by the two beams of moonlight.
There were no screams, no struggles.
The moonlight fell on them like red-hot iron falling on snow, and their dark red protective Soul Power began to melt the moment it came into contact with the Moonlight.
The Evil Soul Master on the main body's side was swallowed up by the torrent of moonlight, and was crushed to the ground before he could even put up a fight.
On the side of the Good Corpse, the Evil Soul Master fell one after another. Every sword strike hit a vital point, with no superfluous movements beyond a single fatal blow, as clean as a surgical operation.
A few breaths later, the Evil Soul Master along the shore of Sea God Lake were completely wiped out.
The Good Corpse corpse sheathed its sword, its seven Soul Ring spinning steadily beneath its feet, while the Full Moon above its head still shone gently.
Behind him, Shen Yi, supporting his injured arm, looked at the battlefield bathed in moonlight.
The lakeside, which had been filled with the sounds of battle just moments before, was now only littered with fallen shadows and the lingering Yin Force in the air—cold, clean, like a mountain forest after a storm.
She didn't understand the principle behind the two Full Moon lighting up simultaneously, but she had witnessed the effect firsthand.
Yun Jingheng is an army. No, it's two Yun Jingheng, an army.
The Good Corpse did not turn back.
Its sword was still in its hand, the runes on the Moonlight Sword were still flowing, and the battle on its own side was not over yet.
On the opposite shore of Sea God Lake, Yun Jingheng stood under the Full Moon, the runes on his Moonlight Sword shining brightly.
He saw the last Evil Soul Master fall on the side of the Good Corpse, saw Shen Yi straighten up again with his injured arm, and saw that the narrow door leading to the underground shelter was still firmly protected by that moon-white barrier.
Then he turned his gaze back to the battlefield before him.
The remaining Evil Soul Master were retreating—no, not retreating, but frozen in place by fear.
They had seen angry opponents, they had seen calm opponents, but they had never seen anyone who could switch freely between anger and calmness, and who could use the same Martial Soul to simultaneously unleash two completely different effects: Destruction and protection.
Even more terrifying was that the Full Moon behind him had not yet gone out, the runes on the Moonlight Sword were still glowing, and the seven Soul Ring were still spinning.
This means that the Moonlight Fills the Sky attack he just used was only his sixth Soul Skill.
He has even stronger cards up his sleeve.
Yun Jingheng didn't give them time to think.
The Moonlight Sword was swung out once more, this time without any hesitation, each strike carrying the purest destructive Yin Force.
The battlefield, cleared by the Good Corpse, no Evil Soul Master could withstand three seconds under his sword. Where the sword flashed, only fallen corpses and blood mist evaporating in the Moonlight remained.
The light of the twin moons had not yet faded from the sky above Sea God Lake. The blade of the Good Corpse corpse still held the body of the last Evil Soul Master, who had not yet fallen to the ground. The Divine Power of the true body was already spreading out like a net, sweeping in all directions along the burning ruins of the academy.
The battle just now was too intense. From Xu Lizhi detonating the poison to the collapse of the Star Pavilion, from the Evil Soul Master's surprise attack to the clearing of the field, all his attention was focused on the front line in front of him.
But now that the low-level Evil Soul Master have been largely eliminated, there is a very brief respite on the battlefield. He needs to confirm one thing: is anyone still lagging behind?
Divine Power swept across the entrance to the underground shelter.
Tang Wulin had already pushed the last batch of students into the passage. The moon-white barrier left by the Good Corpse was still firmly blocking the entrance. Several Inner Court disciples who were slower to run were helping each other to squeeze in.
At the entrance to the east passage, Wu Zhangkong held his Heavenly Frost Sword horizontally in front of him, the cold light on the blade flickering in the firelight. Several corpses of Evil Soul Master lay before him.
The Divine Power continued to sweep outwards.
The maple forest was now a sea of fire, and the remaining branches of the old maple trees crackled and popped in the Lie Yan.
Half of the dormitory area collapsed, and half of the roof of the canteen was blown off by the shockwave, revealing the still-burning stove inside.
Several large craters were blasted into the stone pavement of the training ground, and water seeped out from the fractured foundation, mixed with ash and blood, turning a murky dark red under the moonlight.
There's no one left.
Everywhere you look, there are ruins and burning building remains, but those who should be protected are underground, while those who held swords in front of them are still standing.
He withdrew his Divine Power and refocused on the distribution of the remaining high-level combat forces on the battlefield, and then he sensed that fluctuation.
It's Mom.
He was all too familiar with the characteristics of her Soul Power; it was the warm and gentle healing light that had surrounded him since he could remember, and it was now fluctuating at an extremely high frequency, with each fluctuation accompanied by a precise defense and counterattack.
The power that was fighting her was evil, cold, and carried a corrupting aura that made people instinctively nauseous— Titled Douluo- level Evil Soul Master.
These weren't the small fry that Xiao Jiu and Zi JI tore to pieces before; they were the real powerhouses standing at the top of the Evil Soul Master camp.
The Good Corpse sensed it at the same instant.
It doesn't need its physical form to speak; it is simply itself. They share the same Divine Power network and the same longing for their mother.
It flung the last Evil Soul Master's corpse off the blade, the seven Soul Ring beneath its feet began to spin rapidly again, the light on the Moonlight Sword shone brightly once more, and it sped off towards Ya Li.
Yun Jingheng withdrew his Divine Power and turned to dash off in another direction.
The Tang Sect's stronghold.
Zang Xin's disciples were mostly young people who came to observe the ceremony. Their combat strength was far inferior to that of the Inner Court students, and they bore a disproportionate burden in this surprise attack.
He had glanced at the scene from afar across the Sea God Lake and saw Zang Xin leading the charge, with several injured young disciples struggling to retreat towards Tang Wulin's direction.
They came to witness the ceremony, to see the Sea God Fate, and to see the romantic moment when the two young people successfully joined hands.
What they see now is not lanterns, but gunfire.