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”Boom!!”

Suddenly, a violent explosion came from the direction of the restroom, followed by a terrifying shockwave and the sound of countless building fragments collapsing.

The Spiritualists in the room all got up and entered battle readiness immediately.

Master Hissa frowned slightly.

As the key institution for talent transmission and cultivation, the Special Training Camp’s defense level was very high, making it unlikely to be invaded, but this did not mean it would never be attacked.

Those who managed to launch an attack on the Special Training Camp were typically high-threat targets.

Although the Spiritualists and other races chatted peacefully in the Multiverse Channel, this didn’t mean a life without battle or danger. The existence of the otherworld battlefield and the constant casualty numbers were the best evidence.

’What force is attacking us?’

With doubt, Master Hissa opened the public teacher channel to contact the academy authorities.

”It’s an attack by the Blood Race.”

”Blood Race? I don’t think we have any conflict with them, right? Which faction of the Blood Race?”

”Under the God of Blood.”

”Under the God of Blood? What’s wrong with these guys, attacking us for what reason?”

Hissa’s brows furrowed deeply. In his impression, although the Spiritualist force was not on friendly terms with the Blood Race, it should not be provoking an attack on key areas. This was a serious matter, almost equivalent to a formal declaration of war.

Why?

Have they gone mad?

Although the Spiritualists are not strong, they are not weak either. It is unlikely that someone would target them without a good reason. Could it be... his eyes turned to Ye Mingqiu, and a suspicion slowly emerged in his heart.

Is it because of this person’s existence? Is it due to fear or coveting something?

....

Tang Ruobing went to the restroom just now!

She’s over there in the restroom!

Without any hesitation, Ye Mingqiu immediately took out the Blood Spear from the Storage Space, the Blood Crystal Patterns spreading along his arm, and this time the spread was more intense than before, completely covering his shoulder and even showing signs of spreading to the rest of his body.

But he didn’t feel any discomfort, only a continuous surge of power from within, as the Blood Spear had accompanied him in battle until now and could not possibly go wrong.

This is... a deeper connection!

”Bang!”

Ye Mingqiu kicked open the door, revealing the scene behind it.

The originally peaceful Eight Realms had transformed into a ferocious sea of blood, with scarlet bloodstains splashing dozens of meters high, spreading wildly in all directions at an exaggerated speed.

The power of that blood wave had a high Strength Level, at least at Tier Four, with the Eight Realms’s strength being relatively low, and the surrounding buildings and environment being destroyed at an alarming rate.

Twelve Tier Four Tutors stood around, using their own power to cast sealing techniques.

A blue barrier rose up, forming a dodecagonal wall, confining the range of influence of the blood river, reducing the disaster’s impact range.

In this Tier Four intensity battle, Ye Mingqiu suddenly felt minuscule, although he had always been invincible at the same level, if the opponent was higher than him by more than a Tier, then he... might not be able to win.

”Go take refuge, we’ll handle this.”

Master Hissa’s voice came from behind Ye Mingqiu.

Turning back, he saw that the slightly plump man was now lighting a cigarette, his eyes full of determination, his brows furrowed as if they could drip water.

”Now is not the time for you to go out and fight, we haven’t all died yet.”

He continued forward, a blue long knife slowly coalescing in his hand. It seemed to be some kind of energy-based power application. Judging by the knife’s texture, it was likely modeled after a real knife, combining several knife characteristics that suited himself to form the most suitable weapon.

”What level are the enemies?”

”Over-Specification Dominator.”

Master Hissa took a long drag on the cigarette and exhaled a thick smoke cloud, clearly under a lot of pressure.

The core source of pressure wasn’t the already present Blood Race attack, but the potential hidden forces, more importantly... the Blood Race force under the God of Blood was very strong, and if they ripped into them, it would definitely cause great damage.

The God of Blood was a divinity powerhouse who didn’t care much about followers and subordinates, who would order them to do all sorts of tasks for his own selfish desires, including suicide attacks.

Fighting against such a figure was also very troublesome for the Spiritualist forces.

Although Master Hissa sensed the root of the problem might be related to Ye Mingqiu, he wouldn’t ask, and neither would the high-ups of the Special Training Camp inquire about soliciting peace.

The Spiritualists don’t have soft spines

When slapped, slap back

It’s that simple

”My friend is also over there, could she be in danger?” Ye Mingqiu asked.

”Don’t worry; you’re all registered. Inside the Special Training Camp, it’s hard to die. When you encounter a lethal threat, the protection mechanism activates, but only within the Special Training Camp,” Master Hissa explained.

This wasn’t the first time the Special Training Camp encountered a similar attack, so they had corresponding response measures, and as long as the opponents were not particularly tough, no casualties would occur.

”That’s good.”

Ye Mingqiu felt a bit relieved, watching Master Hissa’s departing back and sending a private message to Tang Ruobing in the Spirit Realm.

Divine Monarch: How are you? Are you okay?

Broken Star: Not dead.

Broken Star: Two life-saving items broke, but I was saved by the Special Training Camp’s automatic protection.