Deep in the canyon, the roaring aftershocks finally faded into deathly silence.
The gray dust that could corrode Divine Sense did not disperse. With the fall of the Qi Refining Third Layer Shadow Beast, it grew thicker still.
Chu Bai stood at the center of the battlefield, his chest heaving. Every breath sent a burning stab through his lungs.
Behind him, three figures slowly gathered, their steps impossibly heavy.
"Brother Chu... that move you just used was incredible."
Jin Changyu put away his halberd. His neatly bound hairpiece had vanished, leaving his long hair loose and his appearance utterly bedraggled.
He dropped onto a pile of rubble, gasping. "I watched Liu Ziqi from Class Six get swallowed by those flames without a bone left behind. I thought we were all going to die here today."
Dong Feng and Lin Xuewei sat down as well.
Dong Feng glanced at the Shadow Beast's remains, long since reduced to nothing. The trace of rivalry he had felt toward Chu Bai had turned into complicated awe.
He spoke in a low voice. "From what we saw earlier, ten Shadow Beasts were released. Chu Bai killed two just now, I killed one, and Lin Xuewei killed one... There should be six left."
"Six." A bleak smile crossed Lin Xuewei's pale face. Her eyes, once clear as autumn water, were bloodshot. "At least two of them are Qi Refining Third Layer. In our current state, forget two—one Qi Refining Second Layer beast could eat us all."
For a moment, a deathly silence fell among the four.
The teleportation array had failed. Something that belonged in terrifying rumors now weighed on each of their backs.
This was no contest for points. It was a blood sacrifice for survival.
Lin Xuewei gritted her teeth. As though she had