Upon the ancient blood-colored vessel, numerous figures emerged, shrouded in gray mist, exuding killing intent as they lunged toward the silver warship!
In this ancient land, shattered stars and broken continents were scattered everywhere. Now, an eerie ancient ship drifted forth, carrying so many terrifying creatures that it sent chills down everyone’s spine.
“Are these the War Spirits? They’re too obscured by the thick mist—so fast!” someone shouted.
Indeed, the moment those creatures surged out of the blood-colored ship, their speed reached an extreme, closing the distance to the silver warship in the blink of an eye.
“What’s happening? They… they devour divine power!” Even Wang Xi, who had cultivated three strands of immortal qi, cried out in alarm, her usual calm and dignified demeanor shattered.
Others soon noticed the same phenomenon, their shock mounting. The creatures charged like lightning, and even the runes condensed by the silver warship couldn’t stop them—because they were consuming divine power, refining it at an alarming rate!
This was an absolute disaster. These creatures were far too bizarre.
“These are War Spirits—they devour divine power and convert it into their own strange energy. Everyone, be careful!” a senior elder warned.
Several elders did not intervene, allowing the students to face the threat themselves, as they had a more critical task—keeping watch over the blood-colored ship, their gazes locked onto it.
“Roar!”
Sure enough, a deafening roar erupted from the blood-colored ship, shaking the entire region of the Boundary Tomb. The sheer force of the sound alone could have instantly slain swathes of experts.
Thankfully, the presence of several elders provided protection—otherwise, the silver warship’s crew would have faced dire consequences.
“There’s an ancient War Spirit Ancestor stationed there. This is bad!” the Third Elder said grimly. Their reason for holding back and merely observing the blood-colored ship was precisely because they were waiting for the true threat to reveal itself.
Within the warship, several terrifying creatures appeared, their eyes gleaming with eerie light as they peered through the gray mist, their gazes icy and fixed upon the silver vessel.
These were horrifying War Spirits, capable of battling the elders. Now, the two sides stood in a tense standoff.
“Roar!”
A tremendous roar echoed as a colossal figure—one of the strongest War Spirits—launched itself from the blood-colored ship, diving down like a bolt of lightning.
“Boom!”
At the same time, the Fourth Elder of the Celestial Academy struck, leaping from the silver warship to engage the creature in the Boundary Tomb. A blinding radiance erupted between them, accompanied by earth-shaking roars.
With a sharp hiss, another high-ranking War Spirit took flight from the blood-colored ship, charging toward the battle. Its strength was no less than the previous one.
The Fifth Elder of the Celestial Academy emerged, soaring into the sky to intercept it.
This was a clash of the highest order—a battle between supreme beings!
Every elder of the Celestial Academy was a hidden master, figures whose mere presence could shake the heavens and earth. Yet here, they were entangled by the War Spirit commanders, unable to swiftly eliminate their foes.
Soon, the remaining War Spirit commanders on the blood-colored ship moved, personally joining the assault.
At this point, all the elders had been drawn into battle, engaging the enemy head-on.
Simultaneously, the students aboard the silver warship finally got a clear look at the creatures that had landed upon their vessel.
“Ah—!” A scream tore through the air.
The War Spirits had drawn near, their true forms revealed as the thick gray mist around them dispersed.
Their appearances were grotesque—as if stitched together from the remnants of different races.
One War Spirit resembled a three-headed, six-armed monkey. Another took the form of a humanoid clam, its body flanked by massive shells that spread like wings. Yet another bore a human torso with the head of a vengeful ghost, its eyes burning with eerie flames, fangs bared in a hideous snarl.
“They’re corpses!” someone shrieked, finally understanding the nature of the War Spirits—why they existed, and where they came from.
Others soon saw the same, their eyes widening in horror.
Indeed, these were the vengeful spirits of warriors who had fallen in battle long ago, their lingering resentment and unwillingness to perish transforming them into War Spirits over countless years.
It quickly became clear just how terrifying these creatures were—each one viciously attacked the souls of their victims!
Because they were born from the remnants of fallen warriors, their spiritual power was immense, allowing them to strike directly at the mind before the body could react.
The silver warship’s defenses were breached. The War Spirits consumed divine power, converting it into their own essence. Even the warship’s formidable barriers could not hold them back.
Like parasites, they gnawed through the protective formations, swarming the vessel in droves.
“Ah—!”
One of the creatures boarded the ship, standing among the academy’s students. A young woman was its first victim—her shoulder torn open, her arm ripped clean off.
The brutality was shocking. The War Spirits were savage and relentless, their ferocity leaving everyone stunned.
The woman had been no weakling, yet she had been overwhelmed in an instant.
“Guard your souls!” someone urgently warned. The woman’s downfall had been her mind—her soul had been struck first, leaving her dazed and slow to react.
“Screech—!”
Ear-piercing shrieks filled the air as dozens—no, hundreds—of War Spirits surged onto the silver warship, breaking through the last of its defenses.
True calamity had arrived. This was a trial of life and death.
“Whoosh!”
A fiery azure phoenix spread its wings, flames cascading downward. To onlookers, it seemed as though Shi Hao was being pursued—though anyone else who wished to try their luck was welcome to do the same.
“Ah—!” More screams erupted as souls were assaulted, followed by devastating physical attacks.
In an instant, three lives were lost—beyond recovery.
“These damned things have all gained sentience! Are they ancient corpses that have awakened? Taming them would be near impossible!” Shi Hao muttered, his thoughts diverging from the others.
“Kill them!” Lü Tuo roared, already charging into battle with the same ferocity as Shi Hao, clashing fiercely with the invaders.
“They’re not reanimated corpses—they’re born from transformed consciousness, shaping bodies from sheer will, hoping to one day become real!” the Second Elder declared with certainty, locked in combat with a War Spirit commander.
“Ah—!”
Near Shi Hao, a blue-robed girl met a grisly fate. Before she could react, her brow split open, blood spilling as she collapsed, her vitality draining away.
Seizing the moment, the War Spirits grew even more frenzied. With a brutal strike, the girl was torn in half, her blood spraying in a gruesome rain.
The sight was horrifying, sending shivers through those nearby.
Yet, there was little they could do. The War Spirits’ spiritual power was overwhelming—their first strike always targeted the soul.
Many among the students simply couldn’t compare, suffering heavy losses from the outset.
“Screech—!”
The silver warship was overrun as the bizarre creatures shrieked and attacked en masse.
In moments, many were wounded—some even torn apart, their blood staining the deck.
“Kill!” Shi Hao’s voice rang out, filled with murderous intent as he surged forward, ready to unleash carnage.
“Thud!”
His fist punched straight through a War Spirit’s chest—yet it did not die, wailing in agony.
“Pop!”
Only when his other hand struck, shattering its skull with a single finger, did it finally fall silent.
“Not flesh and blood at all,” Shi Hao observed. The slain War Spirit left no corpse—only dissipating spiritual energy.
Their seemingly solid bodies were nothing more than manifestations of overwhelming spiritual power.
“Well done!” some cheered, as Shi Hao was the first to slay a War Spirit, doing so with ruthless efficiency.
“Screech—!”
But this only provoked the others. Like a stirred hornet’s nest, the remaining War Spirits shrieked and swarmed toward him, intent on ending his life.
Among them were nine-headed divine birds, humanoid scorpions, and even legendary beasts like the Bifang—each one terrifyingly powerful.
“Thud!”
Shi Hao’s fist obliterated another War Spirit, sending the creatures into a frenzy.
“Hmm?”
A sharp pain lanced through his brow—their spiritual assaults were relentless, like countless blades slashing at his soul.
“Boom!”
A radiant barrier erupted around him—his sole divine aperture, capable of even repelling spiritual attacks!
A single drop of blood trailed from Shi Hao’s forehead, a minor wound as he fought with everything he had.
“Thud!”
He struck again and again, crushing nine skulls in succession—slaying the nine-headed divine bird.
And with its death, he felt a cool, refreshing energy seep into his soul, nourishing it.
“War Spirits… their essence can nourish the soul?!” Shi Hao was stunned, then his eyes gleamed with realization. Without hesitation, he charged deeper into the fray, hunting more War Spirits.
The others could only watch in disbelief. While many had suffered grievous wounds to their souls, Shi Hao—the “Wasteland”—plunged headlong into the thick of battle, slaughtering the creatures single-handedly.
It was nothing short of terrifying.
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