"Cough!"
In another room, the seven members of Zhengtian Academy lay on their respective beds.
After treatment by the Time Worm within their bodies and the healing-type Soul Master of the Star Luo Royal Family, their injuries were no longer a problem; they only needed a few days of rest.
Ye Wuqing was the first to wake up.
He subconsciously struggled to get up, suddenly feeling a sharp pain in his left arm, and instinctively curled up.
"I'm back?"
He looked at his left arm blankly, the pain telling him that he had returned to reality.
There was a very obvious crack on his arm, as if some force had forcibly stitched it back together after it broke.
"Captain?"
"Where are we?"
At this moment, Yu Mengdi, Tang Xiaolei, and the others also woke up one after another.
They also looked at their hands in bewilderment, surveying their surroundings with blank expressions.
Their memories were stuck at the moment they were parasitized by Amon.
After Amon took over their souls, he locked their consciousness in a dream, and they didn't know what had happened during this time.
They only felt tired and heavy, and a little unfamiliar with their surroundings.
"I don't know either."
"But it seems we're back in reality. That damned monster gave our bodies back."
Ye Wuqing clutched his left arm, the pain contorting his face, but he was also somewhat relieved.
At least the pain felt real, constantly reminding him that his body was back.
"Beep beep beep, children, I sense you're awake.
How are you feeling?"
"Oh, my spiritual master, friend, don't move around too much. I finally managed to reattach your arm.
After all, I don't know how to reverse spells, so I had to use a clumsy method."
"Anyone want a Coke? Iced, genuine Xilu City import."
"This time, I won't charge you."
Accompanied by a mocking voice, a figure wearing a pointed black soft hat pushed a cart into the room, wearing a monocle and a smile on his lips.
The seven people in the room who had already woken up reacted like mice seeing a cat, almost leaping out of their skin.
They instinctively retreated, protecting their bodies, looking at Amon with fear.
"Oh?"
"So enthusiastic?"
"It's making me feel embarrassed."
"Don't be nervous, I do keep my word sometimes.
Look, I've given my body back to you, haven't I?"
"After all, we agreed that I would give it back to you when I was done playing with it."
Ye Wuqing gritted his teeth, forcibly suppressing the instinctive fear within him.
Because of the parasitism he had experienced, his soul trembled whenever he sensed Amon.
"What have you done for us all this time?"
Amon's smile remained bright as he adjusted his monocle and said,
"I helped you fight in a few matches."
"But unfortunately, I couldn't fulfill my promise to you; I didn't beat Shrek Academy."
"After all, suddenly unleashing your full power is a protagonist's privilege.
Poor Amon is just a minor character, forced to lick his wounds in a cold corner."
"But don't worry, my friends, I certainly gave you a good show in front of the world."
"No need to thank me; I'm just that kind-hearted."
"You'll be busy later."
Ye Wuqing suddenly had a bad feeling.
He hurriedly opened the magic network and logged onto the forum, immediately being overwhelmed by a sea of information.
Posts flashed by rapidly, but Ye Wuqing, with his Soul Master's spiritual power, quickly grasped the key points.
Many posts were analyzing the abilities of Shrek Academy and Zheng Tian Academy.
Numerous videos detailed every aspect of that battle.
Ye Wuqing watched with trepidation. Now, the entire Magic Network considered Zheng Tian Academy the strongest dark horse, with netizens fiercely debating whether Zheng Tian Academy or the Sun Moon Royal Soul Master Academy would become the runner-up in this competition.
"This...this...Time Assassin?!"
"What the hell? When did I become able to manipulate time?!"
Yang Yifan was stunned. His martial soul was a dagger, and his talent was decent enough to get him into Zheng Tian Academy's main team.
But what was this "Time Assassin" nonsense?
He couldn't manipulate time at all! His primary attribute was wind!
"Six...Six-winged Angel?"
"Who? Me, me?"
"Can it go toe-to-toe with Medemos? That legendary ultimate power?"
"The future nemesis of evil soul masters."
"Really?"
Yu Mengdi was also sweating profusely. Her angel martial soul was only a two-winged angel, far inferior to a six-winged angel!
Two-winged angels are at best decent top-tier martial souls, specializing in light attributes, but six-winged angels are genuine god-level martial souls!
They possess both holy and light attributes!
A Soul Saint could easily kill a Title Douluo-level evil soul master like a chicken!
Six-winged angels are giving her far too much credit.
Her family can be traced back ten thousand years to the Angel Legion of the Spirit Hall; she does indeed have the bloodline of the Qian family, otherwise she wouldn't have awakened an angel martial soul.
However, after the Spirit Hall's destruction, Qian Renxue died of old age without leaving any descendants, and the six-winged angel line completely died out.
Since then, six-winged angels have become the dream of all angel martial soul possessors, all hoping to evolve their angel martial souls to that level.
Unfortunately, the threshold of god-level martial souls is far beyond the reach of ordinary people; she has never heard of anyone achieving this goal.
"Mysterious Mist..."
"My Soul-Capturing Bell doesn't have such abilities! This, this is a rumor!"
Shangguan Can no longer care about fear. Wouldn't other academies target him relentlessly in future competitions?
If he were truly in such danger, that would be one thing, but he didn't have that kind of ability!
"A six-in-one spirit fusion skill, haha, how come I didn't know we could fuse spirits?"
"If we could fuse spirits, we would all be spirit kings by now."
Yan'er smiled with relief. This was a case of flattery to kill!
How could they possibly maintain such a reputation?
A single match would likely expose them completely.
Ye Wuqing subconsciously touched his right eye socket, coldly looking at the smiling Amon and saying,
"Is this what you wanted to see?"
"Physical torture wasn't enough, are you planning another mental one?"
Ye Wuqing finished speaking, his hand suddenly paused; his soul had been severely affected by the other party.
Amon saw his movement and smiled, saying,
"My friend, it seems you miss the feeling of being controlled by me."
"Alright, stop making that face."
"As payment for occupying your bodies, I've left you some things."
"Consider it 'use first, pay later.'"
"After all, I'm not an evil soul master; I still have to pay after using things."
"Little angel, sense your martial soul; there's a surprise."
Yu Mengdi was startled, hurriedly sensing her angel martial soul, then her eyes suddenly widened.
"One wing, two wings... four wings?!"
"A four-winged angel?!"
Amon chuckled and said,
"I can't do much with a six-winged angel either, I can only activate it for a short time." "
A four-winged angel is still easy."
"As payment."
"And you, humorous dagger guy."
"A certain Amon holds a grudge against you, after all, he can only fight dragons with a single dagger."
"So I modified the dagger I gave you."
Yang Yifan also hurriedly summoned his martial soul, then looked in shock at a katana appearing in his hand, with a time worm pattern on it.
"This, the martial soul type has changed!?"
Amon shook his head and said with a smile,
"I just lengthened and widened your dagger."
"It also has the time worm I gave you, it definitely can't stop time, but it can help you speed up the flow of time in your body."
"Don't abuse it, be careful not to kill yourself."
"A person's lifespan is only so much." "
Remember to practice the Dragon Ascension Slash more often later."
The others, including Ye Wuqing, all felt their martial souls undergoing a certain evolution, and their mental strength also improved considerably.
Ye Wuqing looked at Amon with a complicated expression and said,
"I still don't know what your purpose is."
"What exactly is it for?"
Amon seemed to be in a good mood for some reason, and he smiled as he said,
"For fun? How about that explanation?"
"Alright, I've gotten what I wanted."
"These Cokes are for you. See you later."
Amon left the room, feeling a pull from a spiritual force.
That spiritual force was so familiar to him; it belonged to Huo Yuhao.
He followed the spiritual force to the rooftop of a hotel, adjusted his monocle, and saw the powerful figure in a black trench coat.
"You've come."
A familiar voice reached Amon's ears. He smiled and said,
"Yes, I've come."
Huo Yuhao turned around and looked at Amon, saying,
"You shouldn't have come."
Amon realized his father was joking and immediately replied,
"But I still came!"
Suddenly, Amon's body trembled. He felt a terrifying aura behind him, and a hand with bulging veins pressed tightly against Amon's shoulder, saying,
"You're here, good to have you!"
"I've missed you so much, Amon!!!"
Roman stood behind Amon, his orange-pink hair moving without wind, and a "well" character on his forehead.
Huo Yuhao sighed and shook his head, saying,
"I wasn't joking, I meant it."
The smile on Amon's face froze. There was basically no one in this world who could restrain him, but Roman was not among them.
Roman, who mastered various alchemical formulas, had the ability to restrain him, and might even be able to capture his true form through the connection.
Roman's face showed an expression of triumphant revenge, and he said softly,
"Do you have anything else to say?"
Amon sighed and said helplessly,
"Nothing more. Please act quickly!"
(End of Chapter)
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