Inside the mall, the dense crowd of passersby had already vanished without a trace the moment the battle erupted.
Crack, crack! A series of crisp bone-snapping sounds echoed clearly.
Lu Jun crushed every bone in Lu Yilin's body with his bare hands. Flesh and blood were torn apart and splattered everywhere. The hoarse screams gradually grew weaker and weaker.
In just a few seconds, Lu Yilin had become a mangled pile of flesh. His limbs and bones were dismantled one by one until only his torso remained, dangling in the air.
Lu Jun didn't kill him immediately. He kept him alive, barely hanging on, just so Lu Yilin could witness the downfall of the Lu Family with his own eyes.
Then, Lu Jun walked step by step toward the Lu Clan Elder, who had been subdued by the others. As he passed by, blood-colored footprints were left in his wake, and a trail of blood dripped from the flesh in his hand.
When Lu Jun walked through the gap between the seven or eight National Institute team members, none of them dared to move a muscle. A chill rose from within, their spines turning ice-cold, and cold sweat pouring down.
Killing was one thing but such brutality was something they had never witnessed before.
Even Mo Fan was shocked. He had never seen this side of Lu Jun.
In no time, Lu Jun stood above the struggling Lu Clan Elder. The man's face was filled with panic, as if trying to beg for mercy.
But Lu Jun didn't utter a word. He stomped down hard.
Splurt! A wet, explosive sound rang out. The head burst like a watermelon. The body collapsed lifelessly, and blood spurted from the neck like a fountain.
Buzz buzz buzz!
After the kill, Lu Jun moved swiftly. He traced the Summoning Element star trail darkness surged, thick black mist rolled in, and a massive black-and-white deer-like beast stepped out.
Lu Jun leaped onto the Night Thunder Dream Beast without looking back and charged into the depths of the darkness.
Once he was gone, the other National Institute members finally relaxed, letting out a long breath. Even Jiang Shaoxu felt she wouldn't dare flirt around Lu Jun again. Nanrong Ni's face went stiff, quickly erasing all resentment from her heart.
Late at night, under the moonlight, the Night Thunder Dream Beast galloped wildly across the desolate wilderness. The fierce wind howled.
But Lu Jun's blood showed no signs of cooling. On the contrary, it boiled even hotter. He rode a thousand miles back to Magic City to sever the hands reaching toward Ding Yumian.
No matter in love or as a spiritual calamity victim, Ding Yumian was too important to allow anything to happen to her.
Before leaving the country, he vowed to unleash a massacre that would terrify all of Nine Provinces, ensuring no one would ever dare threaten his loved ones again he would settle all accounts.
The Night Thunder Dream Beast had great endurance and speed. Its massive body blended into the night like a shadow, gliding over obstacles with ease.
By the latter half of the night, Lu Jun had arrived at Pearl Institute. From afar, he could see the campus ablaze with lights.
The Night Thunder Dream Beast, completely exhausted, vanished into a dimensional glow.
He comforted it with a word: "Well done."
Lu Jun fixed his gaze on the academy, then soared toward the main campus wrapped in the black clouds of Dark Vein.
Because he was drenched in blood and holding only the torso and head of Lu Yilin, he looked like a demonic entity of destruction. The mages guarding the gate nearly called the police.
But even in the dark, someone recognized Lu Jun and hesitantly called out, "Chairman Lu?"
"It's Chairman Lu," more voices joined in, shouting, "He's one of ours. No need to worry. Let him through!"
Lu Jun simply gave a cold nod and stepped over the barrier.
After he passed, the students began whispering among themselves:
"Chairman Lu looked terrifying just now, all covered in blood. Did he kill someone? What's going on? He looks like he's about to unleash a massacre."
"Was it those enforcers who entered Pearl Institute earlier?"
"No idea."
At the same time, in the main campus, a tall, thin man with a sharp jawline stood in front of the academic building, wearing a long coat. Around him, over thirty enforcers were stationed all direct forces of North Mountain, many of them from the Lu Family.
In front of them, Dean Xiao stood with a frosty expression, blocking their way, refusing to let a single person pass.
Director Fu was even more furious, shouting loudly, "What right do you have to take away a student especially one with close ties to a National Institute member? Are you not worried it will affect her state of mind and drag down our results in the National Institute Tournament?"
Lu Zhantian gave a faint smile, his tone light and dismissive: "Relax. I understand the gravity of the situation. And who said I was detaining Ding Yumian?"
"I'm merely taking her for a few days to ask some questions. She'll be returned soon, safe and sound, I guarantee."
At this moment, other department heads surrounding them began to persuade him: "Old Fu, there's no point in going head-to-head with the judication Council. It's useless. Besides, he already gave his word. What's the harm in the student cooperating for a few days?"
Seeing this, Lu Zhantian revealed a confident, victorious smile.
Thud! Suddenly, a blackish mass dropped from the sky, aiming straight for his head.
Startled, Lu Zhantian reacted swiftly. Channeling his Wind Element, he pushed out a gust with lightning speed, blasting the dark mass away and slamming it heavily onto the ground.
Moments later, he stared at the seemingly harmless object. When he saw what it was, his pupils shrank, and he roared in fury: "Who did this?!"
The entire scene fell into stunned silence. All eyes turned to the blood-soaked lump on the ground and gasped in horror. It was a body with only the torso and head intact, drenched in blood, barely clinging to life, with barely a flicker of breath from its chest.
Lu Zhantian was about to go mad. He recognized it immediately it was his own younger brother. Someone had dared to sever the limbs of a direct descendant of the Lu family and torture him to this state.
"I'm the one who did it. You're next."
From the shadows, Lu Jun slowly stepped out, speaking coldly. His entire being radiated a murderous aura so intense that the bystanders instinctively backed away, creating a wide passageway.
RUMBLE!
Before Lu Zhantian could say anything, Lu Jun let out a low roar. A terrifying power erupted from him, turning the night sky blood-red like a world soaked in crimson. Countless threads of Qi and blood energy soared upward, coalescing into the phantom of a ghostly god behind him.
This ghost god bore the head of a tiger and the body of a divine man. It was not a demon, but a celestial deity, exuding both sinister and regal majesty.
Without hesitation, Lu Jun stepped into his [Ascension] state. His aura climbed step by step, triggering wave upon wave of air pressure. With the momentum of a collapsing mountain, it spread in all directions. His silver-white hair billowed, his heterochromatic eyes gleamed one green, one red. His muscles bulged, demonic sacrificial runes emerged, and shadowy wings with a dark crown unfurled.
He stood tall and proud like a white tiger king. Black wind and pale dust surged around him, forcing everyone nearby to stagger backward.
Now that Lu Jun had reached high-tier in four elements and made all-around progress, his strength in Ascension was vastly different from before. With the fusion of his dual Ghost Fiends, his combat power now firmly reached the sub-Monarch level—not as strained as it once had been.
Feeling his body brimming with boundless strength and the continued burning of demon energy in his spiritual world, Lu Jun locked eyes on Lu Zhantian. With a step forward, his figure vanished.
Boom!
A blurred afterimage flashed by no one could see it clearly and immediately afterward came a deafening explosion.
Lu Zhantian's original position was now empty. A delayed shockwave swept through the area. The terrifying speed cracked the pavement inch by inch, carving a trench that stretched like a dragon's tail into the sky. It left behind a gaping chasm, deep and menacing.
The destruction extended to the far edge of the main campus, toppling building after building in its path, sending smoke billowing into the air.
Cough cough cough Lu Zhantian coughed up blood violently. He was now being held high in the air by one hand. Looking down, he saw Lu Jun's eerily handsome face and felt pure terror.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Lu Jun's gaze was cold and indifferent. Without a word, he grabbed Lu Zhantian by the ankle and began smashing him into the ground over and over again so fast it became a blur. Craters exploded across the ground, rubble flying everywhere.
By the end, Lu Zhantian was barely recognizable, his armor shattered, his limbs and bones twisted, and blood pouring from his mangled form.
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