Interpretation 02

Demonic beasts with spatial abilities had a much harder time advancing in rank compared to ordinary demonic beasts. For example, the Lightning Cheetah, the strongest known of its kind, was only rank seven. High-ranking demonic beasts with spatial abilities were just too rare.

Black Crow voiced the question he cared about the most: "What rank was that demonic beast?"

"Based on the stability of the alternate dimension and the thickness of the spatial barrier, we estimate it to be above rank eight."

An Changqing gave a reasonable range, not throwing out the number ten right from the start.

Black Crow stared at him.

"Above rank eight, and not only did you survive in its alternate dimension, but you all escaped."

"Do you think I'd believe that?"

He was a little puzzled; An Changqing was being too unforthcoming.

The several accompanying instructors standing nearby remained silent, leaving only the sound of the wind on the tarmac.

An Changqing didn't panic and turned his gaze to Long Ao.

Long Ao understood implicitly, took his hand out of his pocket, pulled out the containment box, and opened the lid.

The deep purple demonic core was thus revealed to everyone.

Under the gray winter light, the crystal refracted a circle of deep purple light. The rich silver spatial energy spread outward along with the cold wind, its fluctuations stable and continuous, free of any impurities.

The tarmac fell silent for a moment.

Black Crow bent down, his gaze falling on the demonic core, and watched it silently for a long time.

A nearby accompanying instructor couldn't help but mutter something in a low voice, his tone suppressing unconcealed shock.

"Rank ten." The instructor said: "This is the demonic core of a rank ten Void Beast, no mistake. I saw one once in the hands of Jing."

Black Crow straightened up, his gaze falling on Long Ao's face.

"How did you get this demonic core?"

"That Void Beast was severely injured and dying in the alternate dimension, so we ambushed and killed it."

Black Crow's gaze lifted from the deep purple demonic core and slowly moved to Long Ao's face.

The wind and snow were blowing hard on the tarmac, and the collars of the accompanying instructors flapped loudly, but no one made a sound.

"Ambushed."

Black Crow emphasized these two words heavily.

"You few first-year students ambushed a rank ten Void Beast."

After saying this, he didn't continue asking but took a step back, put his hands behind his back, and paced back and forth a couple of times.

The surface of the tarmac had been cleaned thoroughly by snow-melting agents. Black Crow's shoe soles stepped on the metal plates, making a rhythmic sound.

After a while, Black Crow stopped and turned around.

"An Changqing, you are President An's son. You should know better than anyone what rank ten means."

He slowed his speech down a half-beat, giving An Changqing plenty of time to fabricate a story.

"Even if it only had one breath left, just the residual spatial law fluctuations around its body would be enough to tear you all to pieces. What did you use to get close to it? Your sword?"

Before An Changqing could answer, Yin Chen stepped up from behind.

"Instructor Black Crow, it's more appropriate for me to answer this question."

Yin Chen stood beside An Changqing, and the Husky followed suit.

The Husky yawned on the ground, wagged its tail, and sat at Yin Chen's feet, tilting its head with an innocent look.

Black Crow's gaze fell on the medium-sized white canine, and his brows naturally furrowed.

"What is this?"

"My pet." Yin Chen bent down and patted the Husky's head, his tone as relaxed as if he were introducing his pet cat: "He usually follows me around, you should have seen him, Instructor."

"That's not what I'm asking."

Black Crow's patience was being worn away bit by bit. He felt the reasons these students were making up were truly getting ridiculous.

Even he couldn't convince himself to let them off the hook.

He stared into Yin Chen's eyes, waiting for an explanation.

"Don't be in such a hurry."

Yin Chen smiled and stroked the back of the Husky's head with his fingers: "The reason I mentioned him is that in that Void Beast's alternate dimension, the one who truly suppressed the residual spatial laws was this guy here."

The tarmac was quiet for two seconds.

Black Crow looked at Yin Chen, then at the white Husky scratching its ear with its hind leg on the ground.

"Yin Chen."

"Are you telling me that you relied on a pet dog to counter the domain suppression of a rank ten demonic beast?"

"What if I say yes?" Yin Chen spread his hands.

Black Crow didn't speak, but a younger instructor nearby couldn't hold back anymore.

"Student Yin Chen, I remember you registered a rank three Siberian Husky."

"Yes, that's indeed what I wrote when I filled it out."

Yin Chen nodded, his attitude so calm that no one could find fault with it.

"But between the registration and the actual situation, a little bit of deviation is allowed."

He raised his thumb and index finger, indicating a very small gap.

Black Crow closed his eyes and took a deep breath of the cold north wind.

He had a premonition that these geniuses were about to start showing off again.

"How big of a deviation?"

"Just about four or five ranks." When Yin Chen said this, his expression looked exceptionally innocent.

The tarmac instantly fell silent.

The young instructor's mouth fell slightly open, and the clipboard in his hand almost slipped.

Black Crow's eyes opened again.

"What did you say?"

Yin Chen didn't waste any more words. He squatted down and coaxed, "Brother Wolf, do me a favor, okay?"

The Husky let out a short whimper, as if protesting.

Then, it moved.

Without any extra process, the white fur instantly became pale and translucent, as if covered with a very thin layer of frost.

Its originally medium-sized body began to expand and elongate, and everyone present felt the sudden oppressive aura.

The metal plate under their feet reacted first.

With the white canine as the center, rings of ice crystals spread outward from the contact surface. The speed was not fast, but it showed no signs of stopping.

A layer of white frost formed on the tires of the black bulletproof car, and the nearest young instructor took two steps back, his exhaled breath condensing into ice shards in front of him.

In less than three seconds, the white Husky that had been acting cute at Yin Chen's feet was gone.

Replacing it was a giant wolf.

Its entirely silver-white fur fluttered in the wind and snow, and the end of every hair was condensed with fine ice prisms. Above the wolf's head grew two ice horns that curved backward.

The surface of the horns was covered with fine patterns, and a pair of vertical pupils were a very pale grayish-blue, not looking at anyone, displaying a domineering posture.

It was this arrogance that made cold sweat soak the backs of everyone on the tarmac.

The aura of a rank eight demonic beast pressed down, causing the temperature of the entire area to drop. Even white ice patterns visible to the naked eye appeared on the hood of the bulletproof car.

The accompanying instructors involuntarily gripped their weapons, but no one dared to raise them.

Because they could tell that this giant wolf had no intention of attacking.

It was just standing there, instinctively radiating its own aura.

Not targeting anyone, equally mocking everyone present as trash.

Black Crow stood motionless in place. The wind lifted the corners of his clothes, and broken snow fell on his shoulders, but he didn't reach out to brush it off.

"Frostbone Wolf?"

Once, he was also a top student and had seen this kind of creature.

However, that was strictly limited to textbooks. He had never imagined that a question from an old exam paper would actually come to life and stand right before his very eyes.

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