"Get lost!"
Yan Jiaojiao was furious. A magic sphere shot towards Tang Xiye's face like lightning. Tang Xiye sneered, her black wings on her back swept heavily, and Yan Jiaojiao's magic sphere was knocked away, scattering into wisps of spiritual light.
The students of Ge Nan below were shocked.
"When did Tang Xiye become so strong?"
Yan Jiaojiao had returned and reached the Yellow Rank. The magic sphere she released carried yellow spiritual energy. Before everyone could be shocked by Yan Jiaojiao's heaven-defying cultivation speed, all their attention was drawn to Tang Xiye's actions.
"The Demon King gave her a blessing!" Luo Guiyuan had already been injured in the previous fight. His eyes were bloodshot, staring fixedly at Tang Xiye, filled with anger and suppressed despair.
He was one of the closest people to Tang Xiye and Master Xuan Chen. Tang Xiye always approached him for any benefits. He had always thought Tang Xiye was chosen by the Master and had excellent talent, destined to become someone Ge Nan Academy would be proud of, so he doted on and indulged her greatly.
This indulgence had already surpassed the affection a master had for a disciple; he truly treated Tang Xiye as his junior.
He had dedicated his life to Ge Nan Academy, striving to cultivate elite disciples to supply talents to various parts of the continent, aiming to make Ge Nan Academy an eternal legend on the Boundless Continent. However, he never expected that the junior he had carefully selected would be a demoness of the demon race!
"Pfft—" Luo Guiyuan's anger surged, aggravating his old injuries, and he spat out a mouthful of blood. His face was pale, and he was on his last breath.
"Master!"
The disciples of the Gold Faction's eyes turned red upon seeing their sect leader spitting blood and severely injured.
The disciples of the Wood Faction spontaneously began to treat the injured. Arruoxi had left with the little black dog, and the demoness was entangled by Yan Jiaojiao. Everyone finally had a chance to catch their breath.
"Yan Jiaojiao can't defeat her. Go help quickly, don't mind us!" Luo Guiyuan, using his last bit of strength, pushed all the disciples away. He had initially been the one who looked down on Yan Jiaojiao the most in Ge Nan Academy. But just now, he had clearly seen that without Yan Jiaojiao, Ge Nan Academy would likely have been annihilated today.
Although she was unruly and unyielding, she was indeed Ge Nan Academy's most outstanding disciple!
"Go quickly!"
Luo Guiyuan, seeing that the others had not moved, roared in anger, wishing they were iron that could be forged.
The disciples of the Gold Faction were supposed to be the bravest, but after being frightened by Arruoxi earlier, they were all a bit scared and hesitated to step forward.
"Junior Sister Jiaojiao, I've come to help you!"
While the disciples of the Gold Faction hesitated, Sheng Mo Bai, Jiang Yi Ling, and Wei Cong Ling leaped out from the crowd. Disregarding the danger, they quickly joined the fray.
Tang Xiye laughed triumphantly, "Hahaha, Ge Nan Academy is just a bunch of trash! The number one academy in the world? Hahaha, what a joke, a bunch of cowards!"
The magic arts of the demon race were different from those cultivated by humans. The emergence of the Demon King brought benefits to the demons as if a buff was stacked. Yan Jiaojiao hadn't understood why Tang Xiye insisted on awakening Arruoxi, but her confrontation with Tang Xiye earlier, coupled with Luo Guiyuan's words, completely enlightened her.
"You all need to be careful! When the Demon King emerges, the cultivation of his demoness will increase at an incredibly terrifying rate. We are no match for her; we can only rely on strategy!"
As a thousand-year-old ancestor, Yan Jiaojiao naturally understood these things deeply. It was just that the matter of the Demon King's awakening had preoccupied her, and she had forgotten this crucial point.
Luo Guiyuan had also informed everyone of this matter. Upon hearing this, the disciples of Ge Nan Academy felt even more hesitant.
Arruoxi had almost overturned the entire academy earlier. If the demoness continued to gain endless cultivation boosts, how could they possibly defeat her?
Yan Jiaojiao paid no mind to the struggles and hesitations in the hearts of the students below. As she had said, even with the addition of Jiang Yi Ling and the others, and with Yan Jiaojiao's wood spiritual energy constantly healing their injuries, Tang Xiye grew stronger during the fight, making them increasingly overwhelmed.
"This won't do!" Wei Cong Ling's cultivation was the lowest among everyone. She was already swaying precariously and would likely die if this continued. Yan Jiaojiao unleashed a spiritual energy barrier to shield Wei Cong Ling from Tang Xiye's attack. The spiritual energy barrier shattered instantly and could not block her offensive, only providing Wei Cong Ling with a brief moment to escape.
She quickly landed, rolling on the ground, and managed to extinguish the dark blue flames that had appeared on her body from being grazed by Tang Xiye's magic sphere.
The burning sensation on her body made her unable to move, lying on the ground like a corpse.
Yan Jiaojiao caught sight of Xu Chang Zong reaching Wei Cong Ling's side to treat her and let out a sigh of relief. She raised her eyes and looked at Jiang Yi Ling and Sheng Mo Bai, "I have a method, but I need the help of my senior brothers!"
"Tell us!"
Jiang Yi Ling was now completely convinced by Yan Jiaojiao. "We will cooperate with you with all our might!"
At this critical moment, Sheng Mo Bai did not act flirtatiously, his eyes fixed intently on Yan Jiaojiao, awaiting her instructions.
A ruthless glint flashed in Yan Jiaojiao's eyes.
She hadn't wanted to take such a risk, but Arruoxi was pursuing the black dog, and Tang Xiye was relentlessly pressing them. She had no choice but to take a gamble.
Furthermore, Tang Xiye's demonic power originated from Arruoxi. If Tang Xiye were severely injured, Arruoxi would also suffer a certain degree of backlash.
This might also help alleviate the pressure on the black dog.
Yan Jiaojiao's lips pressed into a straight line. Without further hesitation, she quickly formed hand seals, while simultaneously sending out two transmission talismans—
"Gather all your spiritual energy into a basic magic sphere, as small as possible. Compress all your spiritual energy into it madly!"
She intended to use the principle of a bomb to create a long-range chain explosion.
The success or failure hinged on this one move. Yan Jiaojiao, heedless of the consequences, diverted the spiritual energy of her thousand-year-old ancestor within her body. She compressed all her spiritual energy frantically, creating two golden-fire spiritual energy spheres.
The most powerful attacks often require the simplest techniques. Four magic spheres quickly formed, and at the same time, Yan Jiaojiao's hand seals finally stopped.
She ignored the risk of revealing her identity, pointed a single finger at the sky, and shouted, "Rise!"
Mysterious runes glowing with purple electric light slowly emerged from the ground. Everyone stared at these profound and immensely oppressive runes, their mouths agape, unable to utter a word.
The remaining sect leaders, who were quickly adjusting their breathing, hoping to recover soon to help the students, looked at the runes with surprise.
"This is—"
Before they could get a closer look, Yan Jiaojiao had already released the spiritual energy spheres. "Go—"
Jiang Yi Ling and Sheng Mo Bai's movements were almost synchronized with hers. The four magic spheres were placed at the four corners of the runes. The purple light instantly intensified. Tang Xiye had never seen such runes before. She sneered and said to Yan Jiaojiao, "Do you think these flashy runes can harm me?"
"Naive!"
Tang Xiye frantically drew upon demonic energy, intending to deliver a final blow to Yan Jiaojiao, but she was completely enveloped by the runes.
"Ah—"