What the hell was this monster?
It swallowed the Demonic Spirit Tree, brimming with deadly poison, and refined it into spiritual energy essence in its belly.
Everything before their eyes had utterly upended all common sense.
Forget ordinary Spirit Academy squads—even members of the Northern Heavens Squad couldn't stomach it.
Bing Qing and Su Xuan, two delicate beauties, went pale and instinctively edged away, afraid that if the Northern Heavens Demon King flew into a rage, he might swallow them whole, too.
Suddenly, a gust of wind surged from deep within the Dark Forest.
Hundreds of figures appeared—one Spirit Academy squad after another had arrived.
At their head were the Wu Ling Academy and the Ten Thousand Phoenix Spiritual Academy.
But both groups looked worse for wear, every one of them injured.
A dark haze swirled between Tang Mei'er's brows. She had been badly poisoned.
Zhou Yuan's right arm was crimson, blood dripping steadily onto the ground.
Some of the other eight members of his squad were in even worse shape, hovering on the brink of death.
"Who could have injured one of the Five Great Spirit Academies?"
He Yao was astounded.
The Five Great Academies were hailed as the five strongest Spirit Academies in the Great Thousand World.
As the five strongest among a million Spirit Academies, they had no equal.
The final rounds of past Academy Tournaments had mostly been internal clashes between the Five Great Academies.
Mu Chen's gaze was deep. "There are plenty of Spirit Academies capable of threatening the five of us from the Northern Heavens."
Like the Blood Spirit Academy, founded by the Blood God Clan themselves.
An imperial heir from the Blood God Royal Clan had a foundation no weaker than that of the Five Academies' chief disciples.
Some ambitious major Spirit Academies