Chapter 185
A flash of white lightning streaked across the battlefield as a youth suddenly appeared in front of Shi Wenwen and the others. He was moving at incredible speed, almost as if teleporting. The young man was handsome, with resolute eyes, and a massive scroll strapped to his back that exuded an immensely terrifying aura.
"Secret Art: Divine Statue Summoning!"
With a roar, the youth activated the scroll, and an enormous divine statue materialized, standing tall as the heavens, blotting out the sky. It blocked the devastating attack that could have razed an entire city, but the statue itself shattered into dust in the process.
The youth staggered backward, his face turning pale. It was evident that blocking that attack had taken a toll on him.
"Tianlu!?"
Everyone's faces lit up in pure joy as they recognized the young man.
His name was Yun Tianlu, the youngest disciple of Shi Wenwen and also his most talented protégé. At just twenty-two years old, he was already an S-rank Rune Sorcerer. Having trained under Shi Wenwen for several years, he later pursued advanced studies at Daxi Academy, the highest institution in Longxi Province.
Although Daxi Academy wasn't as prestigious as the Imperial Academy, True Dragon Academy, or Jixia Academy, it was far from weak. Most of its instructors were veteran generals from the Abyssal Frontline, rich in battle experience. Even the Academy's Dean was a formidable Level-70 powerhouse.
However, due to Longxi's poverty and remoteness, it struggled to attract top-tier talent, with most local prodigies choosing to study elsewhere. As a result, Daxi Academy remained relatively obscure in the empire's academic rankings. Visit My Virtual Library Empire (MV-LEMP-YR) for more.
Despite this, Yun Tianlu had gained great renown within Daxi Academy, becoming one of its most prized talents. At just thirty years old, he had already reached Level 30, a ranking that placed him among the Empire's top-tier prodigies.
"Is everyone alright?" Yun Tianlu asked, concerned as he scanned the battered survivors.
"Thank the heavens you arrived in time!" replied Wu Gui, the steward of the City Lord's Mansion. However, his expression suddenly stiffened in shock. "Wait… you're already Level 32!?"
Only a month ago, when Yun Tianlu had left for Daxi Academy's graduation trial, he had been Level 30. To jump two levels in just a month was unbelievable!
"So, you're Yun Tianlu?" A cold voice interjected, carrying undisguised hostility. The speaker was Yan Zong, his expression twisted with resentment. "I've long heard that that old geezer took in a treasure of a disciple… so it's you."
Yun Tianlu turned to face him, solemn yet respectful. "You must be Senior Brother Yan?"
"Senior Brother?" Yan Zong sneered. "I don't deserve that title. I was cast out by that old fool long ago!" His killing intent surged as he glared at Yun Tianlu. "Everything I was owed—I'll take it back today!"
Yun Tianlu's voice was steady, carrying a conviction that made people instinctively listen. "Senior Brother Yan, I understand your pain. I truly do. But revenge won't fix anything."
"You? Understand me?" Yan Zong let out a mocking laugh. "Don't make me laugh! You know nothing!"
"No! I do understand!" Yun Tianlu's eyes were earnest. "I know how hard you worked. I know the expectations you carried. Because I have carried them too!"
Yan Zong's sneer faltered for a moment.
Yun Tianlu pressed on. "Think back to the past, Senior Brother. Master valued you deeply. He never wanted to hurt you!"
For a brief second, Yan Zong's eyes wavered. He recalled the good days—back when he had trained under Shi Wenwen, the care he had received, the feeling of being part of something greater.
But then his face twisted in fury, his mind rejecting those thoughts. "I WASN'T WRONG!" he roared. "This world follows the law of the strong! So what if I studied forbidden powers?! If I become stronger, no one can oppress me! No one can oppress Kang City! But that old fool cast me out just for that!"
"DIE!" Yan Zong howled in rage, summoning a monstrous black pillar of corrupted magic. The pillar split apart, raining down a hellish storm of Abyssal Fireballs like a meteor shower.
Each fireball carried traces of Abyssal energy, an unnatural and corrosive force.
Yun Tianlu's expression hardened as he formed intricate hand seals, summoning a massive ice wall adorned with mystical runes.
As the fireballs struck, they exploded in violent blasts, sending scorching steam into the air.
But the battle had just begun.
Yan Zong's dark aura intensified, his expression wild. "You're not even close to my level, little junior. I've studied Abyssal magic. More importantly, you're over ten levels weaker than me! Surrender now!"
Yan Zong's laughter echoed across the battlefield as the ground quaked.
Buildings collapsed. The earth split apart. The entire city trembled under his overwhelming power.
But Yun Tianlu's gaze never wavered.
"No! I will never surrender!" Yun Tianlu roared, his voice shaking the heavens. "No matter how great the struggle, I will fight on! This is my home! My friends and family are here! I will protect them!"
Then, his eyes locked onto Yan Zong's. "And what about you, Senior Brother?"
"Wasn't this once your dream too?!"
At that moment, something within Yun Tianlu erupted. His body surged with a newfound power, a radiance of pure conviction, his aura flaring to a new height—one that even overshadowed Yan Zong!