Evil ghosts surged forward.
Undead roared.
Once they were taken into Yama's Underworld, even if they were destroyed, they would eventually revive and return after a period of rest.
This—was the true terror of the Mid-Autumn Festival.
The evil ghosts charged out and immediately clashed with the surrounding undead.
And when the Jian stepped onto the battlefield, wherever it passed, no undead dared approach.
It hunted alone.
Grabbing one undead after another, it swallowed them whole, releasing low, satisfied, chilling laughter.
Meanwhile, Soul-Binding Chains continued to lash out, dragging undead relentlessly into the Underworld.
This was the first time Bai Jue had gone all out with his summons.
The consequence was obvious—
his Prayer Power was draining at an astonishing speed.
Fortunately, with the recovery potions, his restoration rate barely kept pace with the consumption.
Bai Jue's face was filled with undisguised excitement.
He punched forward, seized an undead by the throat, and detonated Yin Fire—
Black flames engulfed it instantly, burning it down to nothing.
"Kill!"
With Bai Jue's command, the evil ghosts slaughtered faster,
and the Jian devoured even more ferociously.
Behind him, the students stared wide-eyed, utterly stunned.
The scene before them was beyond shocking.
Thousands upon thousands of undead.
Even apprentice-level undead were terrifying in such numbers.
Yet here stood a single youth at the forefront of that tide—
Behind him loomed Ghost Gate Pass,
countless Soul-Binding Chains writhing like massive serpents, dragging undead away one after another.
From the gate itself, waves of evil ghosts and undead poured forth, tearing into their kin.
The students froze in place.
Their faces were filled with disbelief.
"G-gulp…"
"What… what is this?"
one male student swallowed hard and asked his companion.
"Th-this should be… a Ghost Festival?"
the other replied hesitantly.
"It is a Ghost Festival,"
a fairly pretty girl adjusted her glasses, envy shining in her eyes,
"and one of the most terrifying ones—the Mid-Autumn Festival. Only Mid-Autumn makes evil entities feel fear. Makes them afraid to even approach."
"So strong…"
"Good thing he came, or we'd be dead for sure."
"Wait—there's someone else over there. That person looks… underaged?"
"Are you blind?" someone snapped.
"That's Ms. Di!"
"The one whose close-combat strength is unrivaled among her peers?"
"Yeah."
"Hiss—"
Gasps of awe rippled through the students.
Meanwhile—on Di Yao's side.
Facing the remaining two Ghost Kings, she wore a look of pure disdain, utterly different from before.
The two Ghost Kings were clearly terrified.
But instead of fleeing, they gathered together and launched an assault toward the students' instructor.
The instructor was a middle-aged man.
Facing the joint attack of two Ghost Kings, his face twisted bitterly as he resisted with clenched teeth. He shouted toward Di Yao,
"Ms. Di! Please help deal with these two beasts!"
Di Yao crossed her arms, her blue-skinned, fanged visage terrifying.
She smiled—a grin that could make children cry.
"I can help," she said lightly,
"but you'll have to pay a price."
Boom!
Ghost King telekinetic power exploded.
The instructor was slammed in the chest and sent flying, blood spraying from his mouth as he struggled back to his feet.
He knew Di Yao well.
She was famous across many cities—her close-combat prowess being unmatched at the same rank was no exaggeration.
Many academies even hired her as a temporary combat instructor.
But he hadn't expected her to talk about payment at a moment like this.
With a helpless smile, the instructor asked,
"What does Ms. Di want?"
"Hm…"
Di Yao thought for a moment, then said,
"The emblem on your uniforms… Sky City, right? Sky University?"
"Yes."
"Heh, then that makes things easy."
She grinned.
"Give my student one chance to enter Sky Gate. How about it?"
Sky Gate.
A space gate controlled and guarded by Sky University.
Rich in treasures. Rare resources everywhere.
And—most importantly—it could produce Sky Fruits, precious items that carried a chance of granting divine abilities.
The instructor's expression changed instantly.
That was a massive demand.
But looking at the situation, he gritted his teeth and nodded.
"Fine. Please act quickly, Ms. Di. I'm reaching my limit. And—you must guarantee my students suffer no casualties."
As he spoke, he glanced in Bai Jue's direction, amazement flashing through his eyes.
That was… the Mid-Autumn Festival, wasn't it?
It hadn't appeared in years.
And now not only had it returned—it belonged to Di Yao's student.
Once they got back, he had to report this to the headmaster. Sky University needed to recruit this monster.
"Deal."
Di Yao smiled and shouted toward Bai Jue,
"Xiao Bai, did you hear that? Your teacher just got you a big reward—wrap things up quickly!"
"Got it!"
Bai Jue turned back, confidence written all over his face.
He reached behind himself—
The air turned deathly cold.
A moment later, a weapon appeared in his grasp.
The Soul-Reaping Scythe.
The instant he held it, Yin Fire spread across the entire blade.
Black mist surged around him.
Yin officials guarded his flanks.
At this moment, Bai Jue looked far more terrifying than the undead themselves.
Slash—
The scythe swept forward.
The moment it touched an undead—
the creature disintegrated into ash, vanishing completely.
[Notice: You have unleashed your combat power and entered slaughter. Prayer Power slightly increased.]
[Notice: You have unleashed your combat power and entered slaughter. Prayer Power slightly increased.]
[Notice: You have unleashed your combat power and entered slaughter. Prayer Power slightly increased.]
[Notice: Breakthrough achieved.]
Boom!
A terrifying aura exploded outward from Bai Jue—
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