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"How long has it been? About half an hour, what's going on?" Xue Wushuang pondered for a moment before speaking.
"This is bad, something's wrong!" Lin Han's tone turned serious. Behind him, Qin Luoxi vaguely sensed something amiss. The two exchanged glances, and Lin Han silently nodded before addressing Xue Wushuang.
"We need to go in and check the situation. You all protect the civilians."
After Lin Han spoke, he was about to summon the Blazing Fire Qilin when suddenly, the ground began to tremble violently. The group stumbled as they struggled to maintain their balance. In the distance, instructors from the academy rushed over, their gazes drawn to the source of the shaking.
One instructor, possessing heightened perception, released his spiritual sense to scan the surroundings, and his expression changed drastically. He shouted at the others, "Run! There's an unimaginable amount of terrifying energy gathering beneath us; we can't stay here any longer!"
Upon hearing his voice, chaos erupted among the crowd as they hurriedly retreated. Before they could even react fully, a more intense tremor surged from underground. This time, even Lin Han felt a jolt of fear.
The sense of foreboding grew stronger. Someone seemed to have spotted something and exclaimed, "Look! What is that?"
Before he could finish his sentence, everyone was drawn to the commotion. When their eyes focused on the nearby Trade Center, they felt a chill run down their spines.
"What kind of monster is that? How could something like that appear in Wu City?"
"Run! We need to get out of here!"
"Let me through! I'm an instructor; don't block my way—move aside!"
At that moment, Lin Han and the others also caught sight of a colossal figure towering as high as a building. It was a massive giant wrapped in blood-red mist. The giant's face was grotesquely decayed, and large swathes of crimson fog enveloped its body as it struggled to break free from the Trade Center.
The rooftop of the Trade Center Building was easily destroyed as the massive Crimson Corpse extended its arm.
Could they really defeat this creature? At that moment, not only the onlookers but even the members of the Dragon Tooth Squad and Lin Han himself couldn't help but entertain such thoughts. The towering Crimson Corpse loomed over them like a mountain, pressing down on their hearts with the weight of a thousand tons, making it hard to breathe and impossible to move.
Just then, a flash of crimson light shot up from above the decaying head of the corpse, only to vanish in an instant. To everyone's shock, the enormous scarlet skull suddenly shattered, releasing a torrent of dark purple, viscous blood.
It was Wu Jiaoxi! A gasp escaped from someone in the crowd, a member of the academy's instructors.
Above the massive headless Crimson Corpse, Wu Qinghong's graceful figure emerged, her dark golden wings unfurling like feathers behind her. With her sword glowing red in hand, she aimed it at the gigantic Crimson Corpse.
This was the true strength of Xing Yao. Lin Han stared intently at Wu Qinghong; at that moment, she resembled a goddess standing against the heavens, exuding an overwhelming pressure that made her seem divine.
Just when everyone thought the disaster had passed, an unexpected turn of events occurred. The headless Crimson Corpse began to stir, reaching out toward Wu Qinghong in mid-air.
A flicker of surprise crossed Wu Qinghong's indifferent eyes as she reacted instinctively. Her wings flared out behind her as she spiraled upward, narrowly evading the creature's grasp.
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