Someone Like Him Was Dead, and That Was That
A beam of pure white light exploded from Su Mu's palm, landing precisely on the translucent golden lion atop the main peak of Lion Camel Ridge.
What is that?
"A soul skill? He unleashed a soul skill?"
"Release a soul skill on a semi-embedded A-grade card? What's the point?"
Then, the Green Lion King moved.
A monstrous surge of demonic energy erupted from the main peak of Lion Camel Ridge, shooting straight into the sky like a black tornado. The translucent golden lion shadow twisted and expanded violently within the demonic energy.
Its size instantly expanded from two meters at the shoulder to over ten meters, its mane changed from dark gold to bluish-black, each hair burning with eerie green demonic flames. Its fangs protruded, and its vertical pupils burned with dark red demonic light.
A violent, malevolent, and terrifying aura of a demon king enveloped the entire battlefield.
Everyone was stunned.
"This is... a Grade A card?"
"No, look at its panel!"
On the light screen, the Green Lion King's panel was magnified:
[Name: Green Lion King]
[Rank: SS]
[Level: 15]
[Blood: 1,680,000/1,680,000]
[Attack: 142000/142000]
[Defense: 86000]
[Agility: 24800]
[Combat Index: 1,540,000]
"Double S-rank! 1.54 million combat index!"
"That soul skill just now... removed its semi-embedded state?"
"A single soul skill can cause an A-rank card to unleash the combat power of two S-ranks?"
Then they witnessed something even more incredible.
The wisp of evil spirit visibly trembled for a moment before the demonic energy of the Green Lion King. Then, the Green Lion King leaped down from the main peak, crashing down on the evil spirit like a mountain. He trampled the evil spirit under his paws and swallowed it whole.
"My soul is shattered... How dare this insignificant monster devour me..."
Before he could finish speaking, the voice disappeared.
The Green Lion King snorted, licked the tip of its paw, and looked at it with disdain.
The platform was deathly silent.
After an unknown amount of time, Elder Zhao finally spoke with difficulty, "That was a wisp of the soul of a top-tier expert among the Evil Race... Normally, First Transcendence level 30 dungeon master would be instantly killed by a monster. And he, a level 17 examinee, swallowed it with a semi-embedded A-grade card?"
"Just one soul skill," someone murmured. "One soul skill, to remove the semi-embedded state, and then that card unleashed such terrifying power..."
"I don't know. But look at Su Mu's expression, he seems a little surprised too."
Everyone looked at each other, speechless with shock.
But everyone knew this was Su Mu's trump card. They had no right to investigate. Moreover, with a genius like him, they would most likely be silenced.
Last time, Elder Xiu already placed Silencing Curse; this time it will likely be even stricter.
Everyone breathed a sigh of relief. But this disaster still claimed many lives: the examinees whose core cards were shattered by the Evil Mist Puppets, the S-ranks caught in the chaos, and the young people who didn't have time to react.
The hatred of everyone towards the Nest Church deepened even further.
One minute later.
Elder Xiu rushed into the secret realm.
His figure appeared on the ancient battlefield like a ghost, and he was the first to rush over to try to save as many people as possible.
He had already anticipated the worst possible outcome.
The evil spirit's target was Su Mu, the number one.
Su Mu must have already been... He dared not think about it.
However, when he arrived, he found that not only was Su Mu unharmed, but although some students had died or been injured, most of the promising young talents were still alive.
He paused for a moment, stunned.
Given that the enemy has stormed in, they should have been able to easily kill everyone here.
That's a fragment of the soul of a top-tier Evil Race expert. Let alone these level-ten candidates, even an ordinary First Transcendence dungeon master couldn't stop it.
Although the students before me were in a sorry state, they were all alive.
Su Mu even stood beside his own copy, his expression calm.
Elder Xiu found it unbelievable.
But there was nothing he could say at the moment.
I don't know what happened, so I can only try to calm the students down for now.
"Fellow students," his voice was steady and powerful, cutting through the noise of the ancient battlefield, "The intrusion of the Nest Cultists into the assessment area has caused some disruption. Now that I'm here, everything will be fine. You are safe."
Everyone looked at each other in bewilderment.
What puzzled me was... weren't they rescued because of their arrival? Why did it seem like they were actually too late?
Wasn't it them who resolved the issue?
Everyone was puzzled.
Then the other teachers arrived.
A teacher leaned close to Elder Xiu's ear and whispered a few words. Elder Xiu's pupils suddenly contracted.
He logged into the secret realm monitoring system and retrieved the battle log from earlier.
Then he saw Su Mu's performance.
From the moment Benbo'erba and Babo'erben were instantly killed, to the White Bone Spirit holding out for three seconds, to Little Drill Wind enduring two blows, to Ye Qingxue charging fearlessly, to Su Mu releasing the World-Cleansing Radiance, to the Green Lion King unleashing his power and devouring the evil soul.
Elder Xiu stared at the screen in silence for a long time. Then he raised his head and looked at Su Mu in the distance with disbelief.
The young man was standing next to his own copy, looking down at something, his face as calm as if nothing had happened.
Elder Xiu withdrew his gaze, took a deep breath, and said in a deep voice, "Seale this matter as well. Seale it at the highest level, just like before."
"Everyone here now," he said, glancing at the proctors present, "Come with me. The association will take over here."
Although the teachers were puzzled, they dared not question the other person's identity and could only follow him away.
Meanwhile, Su Mu was looking at the heavily damaged cards in the dungeon.
The cards of Benbo'erba and Babo'erben have been broken and need to be reassembled.
The White Bone Spirit's body shattered and was slowly reassembling. Little Drill Wind was severely injured, with less than 20% of his health remaining, and leaned against a rock, panting.
They all need to be re-formed, which will consume a significant amount of his Soul Power.
At least one or two days' worth of accumulated Soul Power was wasted.
The only saving grace was that the Green Lion King did not perish as a result.
Otherwise, he would be heartbroken over the value of tens of millions. However, after this incident, Su Mu also roughly understood that his S-rank soul skill could remove abnormal statuses, even temporarily removing the semi-embedded status.
It could be said that they all possess a certain degree of regularity and intensity.
Not bad. Su Mu was quite satisfied with this soul skill.
He also glanced at Ye Qingxue beside him.
She was standing next to the Snow Queen, examining her injuries.
The Snow Queen's health has been restored to half, but her icy body is covered in cracks and will need time to repair.
Ye Qingxue's face was pale, and there was a trace of blood at the corner of her mouth, but her back was still straight.
Su Mu walked over and said solemnly again, "Thank you."
Ye Qingxue turned her head and glanced at him. Her gaze was calm, without the previous coldness and arrogance, and she did not deliberately turn her head away.
"I'm just trying to save myself," she said. "If that thing kills you, I'll be next."
Su Mu shook his head. "Everyone heard the conversation in the sky; it probably only lasts for a minute. In this situation, naturally, staying away from that entity is the only way to survive longer. By rushing over to save me, you've put yourself in the most dangerous position."
Ye Qingxue was silent for a moment, then turned her head away, the tips of her ears turning slightly red. "Think what you want."
Su Mu didn't say anything more, only expressing his sincere gratitude once again. Ye Qingxue didn't say anything more either.
Then, the association's rescue team came in.
They cleaned up the scene, dealing with the broken card fragments, the remnants of the Evil Mist Puppets, and the areas contaminated by evil intent one by one.
Su Mu glanced around and found that at least thirty or forty people had died this time. It was a rather tragic loss.
Among the dead in the crowd, a familiar figure was spotted.
Wang Hao.
His body lay on a patch of scorched earth, something piercing his chest, his eyes wide open, his expression frozen in a mixture of terror and disbelief.
His core card was shattered, and fragments of the Chaotic Hair Cloak Hammer card lay scattered around him.
Su Mu shook his head.
I didn't take it to heart.
Such people, once they die, are simply gone.