Gray mist surfaced from Chen Guan's body.
His body also disintegrated within the gray mist.
Thump!
A muffled heartbeat emanated from the black coffin.
It resonated within everyone's chest.
Thump!
Another beat.
Ignoring the barriers of space, the sound drummed directly in the depths of every living creature's soul.
The flow of air stagnated.
The basin was impenetrably surrounded by the demon race.
Their bodies began to tremble violently and uncontrollably.
In their crimson eyes, the manic frenzy induced by the drugs was fading.
A sense of terror overwhelmed them.
This fear was engraved at the very source of their bloodlines.
Crack... crack...
The crisp sounds of bones being crushed by an invisible, massive force echoed one after another.
Hundreds and thousands of demons, regardless of their ranks, all fell to their knees in unison at the exact same moment.
Their bodies pressed tightly against the ground in total prostration, not even daring to lift their heads.
It was an absolute submission stemming from the very essence of life.
"This... what is this..."
The smile on the serpentine female demon's face gradually vanished.
All color drained from her cheeks, leaving only a deathly pallor. She too felt this oppressive presence.
You've got to be kidding me, what kind of monster is this...
The smile on Yan Yu's face also disappeared.
A pressure that felt like it would tear his soul apart fell upon him.
Like the collapse of the heavens, it firmly pinned him in place, rendering him completely immobile.
The speed he was so proud of became the most pathetic joke in this moment.
He felt like a flying insect that had blundered into a spider's web, bound layer by layer by invisible threads, with no choice but to wait for the end to come.
In the dead silence.
Chen Guan's figure had completely dissipated into the gray mist. The heavy lid of the black coffin actually moved upward on its own, slowly opening a crack.
A wisp of mist seeped out from the gap.
Immediately after, a gaze swept out from that crack.
Even though no eyes were revealed, it gave all the creatures present a spine-chilling sensation of being watched.
That gaze contained none of the emotions a living being should possess.
It swept over the horde of demons prostrating on the ground, over the heavily injured students, and over the dying Li Yan.
Finally, it landed on Yan Yu.
The moment he was locked onto by that gaze, Yan Yu felt an exceptionally clear sense of being stared at, and all the demonic power in his body fell into dead silence.
To his absolute horror, he discovered that his ethereal state, which could immunize him against the vast majority of attacks, had been forcefully dispelled.
His body was firmly locked in the dimension of reality.
Every inch of his flesh and blood, every single cell, was exposed under the scrutiny of this gaze.
He wanted to flee, to turn into a shadow and escape.
But his body was so stiff it refused to obey.
[????]
[Holy shit, what the hell was that heartbeat just now?]
[Don't speak, I feel like something huge is about to happen...]
After a brief explosion, the live stream comments fell into an unprecedented dead silence.
Everyone held their breath. Even the viewers far away in another dimension did not dare to disturb the one about to awaken from the coffin.
The scene that unfolded next exceeded the comprehension of everyone present.
Under the convergence of all eyes, a hand reached out from the crack of the coffin.
It was a pale, slender hand.
Its joints were distinct, and its contours were so perfect it did not seem like a mortal thing.
Then, a figure slowly emerged from the black coffin.
It was a humanoid silhouette formed by dense gray mist.
The mist churned endlessly, making it completely impossible to see its face.
There was only a blurred shape of a head, without any trace of facial features.
If the previous Chen Guan was a sharp blade hidden in its sheath, bearing at least some trace of mortal warmth.
Then this faceless figure before them was walking nothingness itself.
Devoid of any temperature, unknown, carrying an indifference like one looking down on ants.
The mass of gray mist shrouding its head turned slightly.
An invisible gaze shot out from it, completely locking onto Yan Yu.
Yan Yu's throat let out a dry, rasping sound. The airflow struggled within, but could not piece together a single complete syllable.
He wanted to beg for mercy, wanted to ask questions.
But under that god-like gaze, only endless remorse remained in his heart.
He had originally thought this was just a lucky kid who had formed a pact with a demon god, just like that little girl who had visited the demon race before; that was why he hadn't wanted to make an enemy of him.
But he never expected that the other party was Him Himself.
Seriously, you should have said earlier that you were carrying this thing on your back in that coffin!
If he had said so earlier, even if the Demon God ordered him to come, he would have absolutely refused to come to this wretched Huaqing!
He, almost entirely composed of mist, moved.
He simply raised that pale hand resting on the edge of the coffin and, facing Yan Yu's direction, gently closed His five fingers.
In the distance, the terrified expression on Yan Yu's handsome face froze right then and there.
His body, starting from his fingertips, melted to become part of the mist.
"Mer..."
The plea for mercy had just left his lips. Before he could even utter a second syllable, Yan Yu dissolved into gray mist and gathered anew in front of Him.
His entire demonic existence thus became an illusion that had never even happened.
Not even a speck of dust was left behind.
Seeing this, the serpentine female demon beside him was frightened out of her wits.
She let out a heart-wrenching scream, her body turning into a streak of black smoke as she fled into the distance with reckless abandon.
He looked at her fleeing back, beckoned with one hand, and a longsword flew to His side just like that.
An Changqing's eyes widened; that was his sword! His!
The telepathic connection between him and the sword still remained. He could feel that, in His hands, the slight obscurity that had originally existed between him and the sword was being erased little by little.
The figure that walked out of the coffin easily resolved the trouble he had encountered just like that.
Then, he saw the figure from the coffin point a finger, and the sword that originally belonged to him flew out.
The serpentine female demon, having darted a hundred meters away, abruptly halted her fleeing form in midair.
Then, just like Yan Yu, from head to toe, she was completely and silently erased.
The comments came to a complete standstill.
At this moment, the entire world faded into the background, leaving only that figure emerging from the coffin.
He turned around.
That mass of faceless gray mist turned toward Li Yan, who was kneeling on the ground.
His life aura was so weak that it could be extinguished at any moment.
That faceless silhouette made of gray mist turned around.
The head with no facial features faced the kneeling Li Yan.
His life aura had faded to a mere thread.
An Changqing's heartbeat stopped.
He had just recovered from that god-like mighty power, the image of the two demon generals being easily erased still branded in his mind.
At this moment, he had only one thought left.
What is He going to do to the teacher?
The entity seemed to have been summoned by Chen Guan.
But the minds of gods are unfathomable, and An Changqing didn't dare to be certain at all.
The severe pain in Long Ao's chest was suppressed by an even deeper fear.
Using all his strength, his palms clawed several deep grooves into the muddy ground.
He tried to make a sound, but his throat refused to vocalize.
Don't...
Don't attack the teacher anymore...
Su Yuehe leaned against the coffin, her nails digging deeply into her palms, completely oblivious to the blood seeping out.
Her mind was a complete blank.
The logical world she had constructed using her knowledge-type ability was shattered into pieces before this non-human existence right in front of her.
Under everyone's gaze, He reached out that pale hand.
A wisp of gray mist drifted from His fingertips, floating gently down toward the two hideous bloody holes in Li Yan's chest and abdomen.
It was over...
[No, please don't kill our Teacher Li...]
[What is He trying to do?]
[Please, where is Chen Guan? Save him!]
After a brief, dead silence, the live chat erupted into an even more desperate wave of pleading.
The viewers could only watch helplessly as that god of slaughter sent His gray mist drifting toward the man who had burned away everything he had for his students.
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