Chapter 292: A Blessing in Disguise

Feng Zong watched Su Yan’s "calm and composed" demeanor. His logic told him this woman must be a hollow shell, merely putting on an act, but the sliver of unease in the depths of his heart grew increasingly heavy.

The Spirit-Slaying Array was one of the most powerful killing formations they possessed; there could absolutely be no flaws!

As he solidified this thought in his mind, the malevolence within the formation surged instantly, with every single strike intending to tear Su Yan into ten thousand pieces.

Su Yan did not dodge; there was nowhere to dodge within the formation.

Beneath the black cloth, a sharp gaze fell upon the southeast of the formation, and a burst of pure energy was released along with a flung talisman.

With her movement, an anomaly occurred within the entire formation; even Feng Zong, the driver standing at the very center, felt a tearing force.

Feng Zong’s expression changed abruptly. "This is impossible!"

After a furious roar, he began to frantically apply his spells.

Su Yan, of course, did not stop. The spells of the two collided within the formation, both attempting to swallow the other.

Sweat slid down Feng Zong’s cheeks, soon dripping steadily onto the ground.

Because of the continuous output of spiritual power, the face beneath his mask began to turn deathly pale.

He refused to believe that this little brat, who hadn't even fully grown up, could possess spiritual power more profound than his own.

One second.

Ten seconds.

Fifty seconds.

When Feng Zong discovered that as time passed, Su Yan’s spiritual power showed no signs of waning, but instead remained an inexhaustible stream, he finally panicked.

He truly could not understand how the spiritual power he had cultivated for over thirty years could not contend with this girl who looked to be only in her twenties.

Moreover, she was currently inside his Spirit-Slaying Array—how could she remain completely unscathed?!

No matter how he thought, his attacks were completely disintegrated under Su Yan’s forceful counterattacks.

"Pfft!"

A mouthful of blood sprayed out. Because of the mask, he instantly smelled the scent of his own blood.

Although Su Yan could not see him, she knew exactly how pathetic his situation was. With a cold sneer, she continued to break the formation.

The moment Feng Zong saw that the formation was actually beginning to become unstable under her continuous attacks, he fell into a state of total madness.

He absolutely could not lose!

"You forced my hand!"

With eyes full of ferocity, an ancient incantation was murmured.

Although Su Yan could not clearly hear the content of the incantation, she had an ominous premonition.

Once the incantation was finished, Feng Zong rose into the air, his entire body permeated with his own aura.

As this aura overflowed, the light of the formation increased several times over.

Su Yan’s expression turned grim. This Feng Zong was truly insane to use a sacrificial technique.

It was as if the gates of hell had been opened within the formation; wounds began to appear one after another on Su Yan’s body.

The wounds went from light to heavy, from slow to fast.

Soon, Su Yan felt a sharp, stinging pain on her face, and blood slowly slid down her fair left cheek.

Her teacher had once spoken of the power of the Spirit-Slaying Array; now, she was truly experiencing it firsthand.

She did not dare to be careless or negligent for even a moment, but before she could make her next move, the black cloth over her eyes fell directly to the ground.

This was unexpected for Su Yan.

She had not yet fully mastered the energy within her dual pupils, which was why she had avoided using them until now.

But now that the black cloth was no longer covering them, even if she did nothing, the energy within her dual pupils would continue to overflow. After a brief moment of hesitation, her expression turned resolute.

"Feng Zong, today is the day you die."

Su Yan told him this fact coldly.

Meanwhile, Feng Zong, his face contorted, looked at the injured Su Yan and laughed sinisterly.

"You think I'm being sca—"

The words he intended to say were abruptly cut off. His eyes widened as he watched Su Yan slowly open her originally closed eyes.

Those eyes were an existence that he would feel terror toward in his past life, this life, his next life, and his life after that.

He didn't even have time to react before he turned to ash under Su Yan's "gaze."

*Crack.*

The moment he dissipated between heaven and earth, the formation beneath Su Yan's feet also emitted the sound of shattering.

A few seconds later, the entire dungeon fell completely silent, as if nothing had happened before.

Su Yan slowly bent down and picked up the black cloth that had fallen to the ground. After confirming it was still intact, she bound it over her eyes once more.

The formation had neutralized most of the energy; this was already the best-case scenario she had anticipated.

Kong Nian, Ruan Tao, Kong Yueqing, and Kong Yueling had long since lost consciousness and likely hadn't seen her confrontation with Feng Zong.

She had also sustained external injuries, but as for the energy in her pupils, it had actually calmed down significantly due to the recent release.

She couldn't help but curl her lips slightly. Could this be considered a blessing in disguise?

Her cold gaze fell upon Kong Nian.

Originally, Kong Nian's special ability had completely merged into her eyes. If only Granny Li or her teacher were here right now; they would surely be able to tell her exactly what was going on.

Outside the dungeon.

Gu Yang and Ma Chulong also arrived, panting heavily. They had first heard from Du Jinsong that Feng Zong had activated the Spirit-Slaying Array in the dungeon. Gu Yang had tried to rush in like a madman, and even being pulled back couldn't stop him.

But after several attempts, he was repelled by the power of the formation, and blood dripped from his clenched fists.

Knowing clearly that Su Yan was inside, yet being forced to watch helplessly while imagining how much harm she might be suffering—this sense of powerlessness was driving him to the brink of madness.

But this was the bloody reality. Not just him, but everyone had only one word: "wait."

It was only at the moment the formation vanished that Ma Chulong was the first to sense it.

"The formation seems to be gone?"

Even he could not be entirely certain.

After all, once a formation disappears, there are only two possible outcomes: either Feng Zong has finished everything he intended to do using the formation, or the formation has been broken.

Everyone was hoping for a miracle, while their logic continuously reminded them that it was impossible.

Before Du Jinsong could give the order, Gu Yang's figure had already charged into the dungeon entrance.

"Gu Yang, wait for us!"

Ma Chulong shouted anxiously as he chased after him at top speed.

The others hurriedly followed.

*Clang!*

The dungeon door was kicked open by Gu Yang from the outside.

A heavy scent of blood rushed toward them.

Gu Yang's heart leaped into his throat; he didn't even dare to imagine what kind of scene he was about to see!

Ma Chulong stayed close to his side, fearing a sudden attack from Feng Zong.

The entire dungeon was so quiet that there wasn't a single sound, making everyone who entered feel terrified.

"Everyone, be careful," Du Jinsong reminded them in a low voice.

A moment later, the group walked down the steps into the dungeon.

There were no sounds of fighting, nor even the sound of a confrontation.

This situation was beyond everyone's expectations.

Until Ma Chulong and Gu Yang, who were walking at the very front, were the first to see the unconscious Kong Nian. Their hearts skipped a beat, and they rushed forward quickly...

(End of Chapter)