Chapter 40: Slaughter of Heaven and Earth

A ring of earth spikes suddenly burst out from beneath Jiang Xiaoyu’s feet. He leaped backward to dodge them, but the spikes pursued him like a shadow. He dodged left and right, evading them one by one, but his movements grew smaller and his speed slower.

He was panting heavily.

“Dongfang, I feel so tired, I just want to sleep.”

Dongfang encouraged him: “Your mental energy is draining too fast, you must hold on!”

Jiang Xiaoyu gritted his teeth: “His main body hasn’t moved; he seems to be brewing an even bigger finishing move. Should I intentionally get hit and use his carelessness for… a one-hit kill?”

Dongfang shook her head: “He’s setting up a formation. Once the formation is complete, we’ll certainly be destroyed. We must get close to him.”

Before she finished speaking, another attack arrived.

As Jiang Xiaoyu dodged and weaved, he closed in on Chen Hao step by step.

Sensing the distance was sufficient, Dongfang leaped into the air and thrust her sword straight toward Chen Hao’s chest.

Right then, she caught the sneer on Chen Hao’s face and felt a sudden jolt of dread.

“I’ve been waiting for you!”

Chen Hao slammed one hand against the ground, his massive frame sinking into the earth.

In an instant, countless earth spikes erupted without a single blind spot in the area where Dongfang stood. She drove her sword into the ground, and a muffled grunt echoed from beneath. Dongfang was elated and prepared to strike again, but countless sharp blades above her head came crashing down all at once.

At this moment, there was no escape!

She spun mid-air and charged toward Limei’s direction—there were no sharp blades or spikes over there.

Limei chuckled darkly, bringing the flute to her lips as demonic soundwaves exploded.

beneath the distant tree shade, Zhao Lu sighed: “The Cage of Heaven and Earth has formed; I’m afraid…”

The principal nodded: “Limei is standing at the edge of the cage. She’s waiting for Jiang Xiaoyu to get close so she can bewitch him with her demonic sound.”

Zhao Lu: “What if Jiang Xiaoyu is killed and Madam Lan comes looking for revenge?”

“They don’t have many days left to live anyway,” the principal said. “With their aberration cores shattered, being able to live until now is already a miracle.”

On the sports field, the moment the demonic soundwaves surged into Jiang Xiaoyu’s body, his eyes turned grayish-white, and his entire person froze in mid-air.

Dongfang screamed in his consciousness: “Quickly release your mental energy! I can’t control the body anymore!”

“Gotcha! The Slaughter of Heaven and Earth.” Chen Hao’s frenzied voice echoed from beneath the ground.

The sharp blades and earth spikes converged instantly, the ear-piercing sound of grinding metal echoing across the sports field.

Just as the slaughter was about to swallow him up, Jiang Xiaoyu suddenly laughed. The laughter sounded as if it came from another world, making one’s skin crawl.

“Dongfang, why have you become so weak? A mere spatial confinement has left you in such a sorry state? Haha…”

Dongfang was startled: “Who are you?!”

Jiang Xiaoyu laughed heartily: “You actually ask who I am? Interesting… truly interesting…”

With that, his figure blurred and vanished entirely.

The sharp blades and earth spikes completely intertwined, and the slaughter continued for a full three minutes, stopping only when Chen Hao manifested his form once more.

Limei: “Having slaughtered for so long, your primordial power wasn’t much to begin with.”

Chen Hao clutched his chest, coughed up a mouthful of blood, wiped the corner of his mouth, and smiled: “Hatred needs to be thoroughly released. If my primordial power hadn’t been running low, I would have liked to keep it going a bit longer.”

Limei cackled: “My primordial power is still plentiful; leave the ones below to me.”

Chen Hao nodded.

The two turned and walked toward Xiaoqi and Blood Explosion beneath the basketball hoop.

Blood Explosion’s tears of blood streamed down as he stepped forward to shield Xiaoqi: “Lady Xiaoqi, Blood Explosion goes first!” With a roar, the blood qi around him surged, and he hoisted his massive machete and charged forward.

Limei sneered: “This brute is ferocious, don’t go toe-to-toe. Let me bewitch him with my demonic sound, and then you can slice off his head.”

Chen Hao gave a cruel smile: “Good.”

The flute music sounded once more, the demonic sound piercing Blood Explosion’s eardrums. He rolled his eyes back and froze in place. Chen Hao swung his arm, and a trail of barbed, sharp blades whistled toward Blood Explosion’s head.

Just then, a figure blocked Blood Explosion’s path.

Jiang Xiaoyu’s eerie voice rang out.

“My turn!”