Gate of True Vision

The dark-gold figure crashed to the ground with a boom. Chen Xu lowered his head and looked at the massive gash stretching from his feet to his chest.

For anyone else, such an injury would have meant certain death. Unfortunately, against Chen Xu, whose Flesh Derivation had reached level ten and whose Indestructible Golden Body was already level five, it was not yet fatal.

Countless tiny threads of blood slowly mended the wound. Chen Xu let out a long breath.

The last time he had suffered injuries this severe was on the night he had fought Director Xu, just days after crossing over.

That unnamed powerhouse's final, desperate strike had forced out even his last trump card.

This battle had long since churned the corpses of everyone nearby into bloody pulp and minced flesh. Two camouflage-painted buildings had completely collapsed; even if anyone inside had still been alive, they could not have survived.

If it had been any other student, they probably would have had no mind left for completing the mission. They would only have wanted to hurry back to the Inner Academy and report what had happened.

But Chen Xu had other plans. Mu Suyi's death saddened him deeply. He should turn grief and anger into strength, inherit his classmate's will, and complete the unfinished mission. It was absolutely not because he wanted to claim all the credits for himself.

He turned back to glance at the ruined processing building and shook his head slightly. It was wrecked beyond use; he doubted anyone would help him handle that matter now.

He might as well leave this Military Department base first and see what came next.

The deserted Military Department and the powerhouse who had lain in ambush outside both suggested that there might be more to today's events.