Who Is Still There?

The Flood Dragon Fang Ancient Spear, combined with the School of Historians Star Position, had already left Fang Yun racing for his life, ready to draw upon the power of his own Star Position at any moment. What he had not expected was that Qiu Chongshan possessed a third kind of power!

Behind Qiu Chongshan, one hundred thousand officers and soldiers suddenly appeared!

At their head stood a Grand Academician, followed by more than a dozen Hanlin Academicians. Behind them came great numbers of Metropolitan Graduates, Provincial Graduates, Academy Students, and Licentiates, along with countless ordinary soldiers.

But their faces were voids, a dead, silent black.

A desolate sorrow instantly spread throughout the Literary Battle Arena.

On the Upper Viewing Platform, countless scholars rose to their feet one after another.

"Battle Souls! I never expected Qiu Chongshan to have obtained the power of Battle Souls!"

"I understand now. I understand completely."

"No wonder he fought the Demon Barbarians with his life on the line. Though no one knows what happened back then, nor how the others died, those one hundred thousand soldiers placed all their final hopes upon him and granted him immense power. He fulfilled his mission, so he received their Battle Souls."

"Before his final hour arrived, his greatest wish was to use every last scrap of strength to slaughter Demon Barbarians, then pass away together with those one hundred thousand Battle Souls."

"No wonder he was unwilling to reveal his final power before outsiders. They were the souls of his comrades-in-arms."

"I heard that after he was rescued, he never smiled again. If anyone had to bear the weight of one hundred thousand Battle Souls, they likely would not be able to smile either."

"Qing Lord... deserves execution!"

Zhang Poyue looked toward the Qing Lord, killing intent