Chen Guan’s eyes remained closed, but the corners of his lips lifted uncontrollably.
“Echo—Storm.”
The instant those words fell, the gentle breeze transformed into a hurricane that swept across the entire basin.
Wind was invisible, yet it carried distortions visible to the naked eye.
Shhk-shhk-shhk-shhk.
A dense, teeth-grating sound of cutting filled the air. The wave of worms at the very front was shredded into the finest meat paste the moment it entered the storm’s range.
There was no spray of blood. The purple-black tissue was torn apart by even finer wind blades the instant it was shredded, turning into purple dust that scattered across the sky.
And this was only the beginning.
The invisible storm expanded wildly from Chen Guan as its center, spreading across the entire basin like a gigantic, unseen grinder that pulverized everything in its path.
The regeneration ability the worms had always prided themselves on became the biggest joke of all.
The moment their remains began writhing back together, they were sliced apart again by thousands upon thousands of wind blades. They could not hold out for even a breath.
The speed of the slaughter completely overwhelmed the speed of their regeneration.
Li Yan’s mountain-like figure remained motionless, but the slight tension in his shoulders betrayed the shock in his heart.
He could sense the terrifying power contained within that storm. It had gone beyond the scope of an elemental attack, resembling something closer to the prototype of a divine authority.
This was not something a child should be capable of. It was no longer a matter of talent.
“Yow?”
Baobao poked his head out of Chen Guan’s arms and stared blankly at the scene before him, his golden slit pupils filled with confusion.
From his perception, the entire basin had become an absolute death zone. Aside from the small patch of ground where his master stood, every inch of space was filled with endless blades.
The meat sausages that electricity could never seem to finish off were now disappearing at an unprecedented rate.
The entire process lasted less than three minutes.
When the storm subsided, the world fell silent.
The basin, which had been covered in worms and brimming with life, was now barren. A thick layer had been shaved off the fleshy fungal mat covering the ground, exposing the dark tissue beneath, which still twitched faintly.
The half-human-height fleshy plants had all been severed at the roots, leaving behind only neat, flat cuts.
Not even a trace remained of the tens of thousands of void worms.
The air was filled with a clean freshness, as though it had been purified, mixed with a faint, sweetish scent of blood.
“Heh-heh. As expected of my skill.” Baal crowed narcissistically.
Chen Guan’s gaze swept across the empty basin before settling on several glinting points in its center.
Although void worms were symbiotic organisms without individual cores, the enormous life energy annihilated in an instant would, under the guidance of their inherent properties, condense into a higher-order product.
Chen Guan walked down into the basin, stepping onto the still-slippery fungal mat, and headed straight for the points of light.
Li Yan did not move. He merely watched Chen Guan’s back, his expression complicated.
All the questions he had harbored for so long were finally being linked together.
Chen Guan reached the center of the basin and bent down.
Three fist-sized crystals lay quietly on the ground. They were pitch-black throughout, with countless purple stars flickering and flowing within them. The energy they radiated was even purer than that of the crystal tortoise core from earlier.
They were condensations of the void creatures’ life essence.
This stuff was worth far more than those impure cores.
Chen Guan nodded in satisfaction and put all three crystals away.
After finishing the job, he habitually kicked around the area, checking to see if any survivors had been missed.
Frugality was a virtue carved into his very bones.
Baobao followed behind him, trotting along happily. He watched his master’s practiced scavenging, then glanced at the completely empty basin and let out a purring rumble.
“Let’s go. There’s more ahead.” Chen Guan clapped his hands and straightened up.
At that moment, Li Yan’s voice came from behind him.
“Your ability is unusual.”
Chen Guan turned around and met Li Yan’s probing gaze.
“Teacher, my superpower belongs to the Mythic type.”
After a moment’s thought, Chen Guan chose to reveal this much.
“Mythic type?”
Li Yan repeated the words, his brows twitching almost imperceptibly.
The rarity and power of the Mythic type needed no explanation. It did, however, explain Chen Guan’s collection of bizarre abilities.
“Yes. Its name is Echo.”
Chen Guan answered frankly, with no intention of hiding it. “That wind just now wasn’t my power.”
He paused, as if organizing his thoughts.
“It was an echo I reproduced from the river of history—a remnant of the power wielded by an ancient great being.”
Li Yan remained silent for a long while. Finally, he started walking again.
“Keep up.”
In the end, he chose not to ask more questions. This explanation could indeed account for Chen Guan’s varied offensive abilities.
That was enough.
As for whether Chen Guan was telling the truth, and how much of it was true or false, that was not something Li Yan needed to concern himself with.
The two of them walked one after the other through the silent basin.
In Chen Guan’s arms, Baobao, stuffed from overeating, slept soundly. A faint snore escaped him as his little belly rose and fell.
The signal tower ahead grew clearer within the dense purple mist.
It was a hundred-meter-high spire of unknown black crystal, its surface covered in twisted, bizarre patterns. At the top, a massive red crystal resembled an evil eye, gazing down upon this strange land.
The closer they got, the more Chen Guan could sense a heart-stirring mental fluctuation emanating from the top of the tower.
Li Yan stopped. They had already reached the pitch-black plaza beneath the signal tower. Its surface was as smooth as a mirror, reflecting the purple bands of light flowing across the sky.
“It continuously releases a special frequency deep into the void. To certain void creatures, it’s like a beacon in the night—an irresistible, deadly lure.”
Li Yan raised a hand and pointed toward the enormous red crystal atop the tower.
“What it attracts isn’t limited to mindless beasts. Some more troublesome things come as well.”
The moment he finished speaking, the air in the center of the plaza rippled like water disturbed by a thrown stone, sending out invisible rings.
Chen Guan’s eyelid twitched.
There was nothing in his mental web.
Yet his instincts were screaming an alarm.
“This thing has no physical form.” Li Yan’s voice revealed no emotion. “It attacks the mind directly. It’s a pure consciousness predator. We call it the Void Dreamweaver.”
“Your leopard is useless against it. That wind from earlier can’t touch it, either.”
With that, Li Yan folded his arms and retreated dozens of meters, making it clear that he intended to stand by and watch.
Chen Guan said no more.
He gently placed the sleeping Baobao on the ground, then closed his eyes.
The instant Chen Guan’s eyes shut, he saw it—a blurry humanoid figure composed of countless shattered images of light, standing three meters in front of him.
It had no features and no limbs, only a mass of constantly shifting mist.
At the same time Chen Guan saw it, it saw him as well.
A cold consciousness invaded his mind.
The next second, the darkness before his eyes receded.
In a bright, spotless classroom, sunlight poured through the windows. The air carried the scent of chalk dust.
A bespectacled female teacher was lecturing on functions at the podium, surrounded by rows of young, unfamiliar faces.
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