The Land of the Earth

Tian Yuan frowned slightly, looked around vigilantly, and said loudly: "There is less than an hour left in the Ice and Fire Island training. This place is extremely dangerous. Let's go back."

Everyone nodded when they heard this. Chaoyun shook his aching arm and said, "Yeah, this training was really tiring. I need to go back to the academy and rest up."

Feng Qize dusted himself off, a look of fatigue in his eyes.

Half an hour later, everyone walked out of the Ice and Fire Island with slightly heavy steps.

The sky was covered with dark clouds, like a heavy lead sheet pressing on everyone's heads. The strong wind whistled through the woods, rustling the leaves, as if expressing anxiety.

On the way back to the academy, everyone's expressions relaxed a little.

Chaoyun was chatting and laughing with the people around him, sharing the interesting things that happened on the Ice and Fire Island, while Tianyuan was walking silently in front of the team, looking back at everyone from time to time.

Feng Qi stretched and yawned in the team.

However, this moment of peace was instantly shattered. The already dark sky became even darker, as if it had been splashed with ink.

A powerful dark force swept towards Song Chaoming like a surging black tide. Wherever it passed, the ground was torn into cracks, the surrounding trees were uprooted, and debris was flying.

Jingyun was originally chatting quietly with her companion beside her. When she saw this scene, her face suddenly changed. A trace of determination flashed in her eyes, and she shouted, "Song Chaoming!"

He jumped up like an agile cheetah and stood behind Song Chaoming without hesitation.

The dark power was like an extremely sharp black blade, stabbing Jingyun fiercely.

Jingyun groaned, his body flew backwards like a broken kite, fell heavily to the ground, and his heart stopped beating.

"Jingyun!" Song Chaoming shouted heartbreakingly, his eyes full of fear and despair. He ran towards Jingyun like mad.

Chaoyun's smile froze on his face instantly. His eyes widened in disbelief as he muttered, "What...what's going on?"

Tianyuan's face darkened and he quickly came to Song Chaoming's side, looking around vigilantly, and he had already clenched his weapon in his hand without knowing when.

The wind grew stronger, making everyone's clothes rustle. Feng Qi was frightened so much that his face turned pale, his lips trembled slightly, and he unconsciously moved closer to the crowd.

The people around were first stunned by the sudden dark power, and then saw Jingyun fall to the ground, and there was an uproar.

Someone screamed, and the sound seemed a little shrill in the strong wind.

Some people covered their mouths in horror, while others subconsciously took a few steps back.

The eyes of several companions who had a good relationship with Jingyun instantly turned red and tears welled up in their eyes. They wanted to rush over to check on Jingyun's condition, but they were frightened by the remaining dark power and dared not act rashly.

At this time, there were lightning and thunder in the sky. The lightning flashed like silver snakes and cut through the darkness, illuminating the frightened faces of the people and reflecting the messy scene.

At this moment, two people suddenly walked out slowly. They were the village chief and Tu Qiang.

Their appearance made the atmosphere even more tense, and everyone unconsciously moved closer together. Tianyuan protected Song Chaoming behind him and whispered, "Be careful!" Chaoyun gritted his teeth and stared at the newcomer with wide eyes. Feng Qi was so nervous that his palms were full of sweat.

Behind the village chief and Tu Qiang, a group of dark men wearing black cloaks and exuding a gloomy aura were escorting two people.

Song Chaoming tried hard to recover from his grief. Seeing that the people being held were his parents, he asked with trembling lips, "How is this possible?"

Tu Qiang laughed wildly, "How is that impossible? This was captured by our Dark King using the power of space.

Song Chaoming, I didn't expect that your identity is not simple. Our fortune tellers calculated that you will pose a huge threat to our dark clan in the future.

Now, I give you a choice: commit suicide immediately and I will release your parents."

Song Chaoming's parents shouted anxiously, "Son, don't worry about us. We will tell you a secret. You are not our biological child. We actually picked you up somewhere.

You must live well and don't be threatened by them." After saying this, the two looked at each other and resolutely bit their tongues to commit suicide.

Song Chaoming screamed miserably: "No! Don't..."

The village chief looked at Jingyun who had fallen to the ground, without a trace of pity in his eyes. He said nonchalantly, "Actually, I picked Jingyun up, but I only kept her because I was bored.

My name is Jiang Feng, and Tu Qiang's original name is Meng Yanche. We are the two most powerful subordinates of the Dark King. We have long wanted to destroy your mortal race. If we hadn't been injured before, why would we have waited until now? "

When everyone heard this, they were filled with anger and fear. Tian Yuan clenched his fists so tightly that his knuckles turned white. Chao Yun was furious and shouted, "You bunch of demons!"

Feng Qizhe's legs went weak, but his eyes still held a hint of indomitable will. The wind continued to howl, as if wailing over this tragedy and hatred.

Meng Yanche's sinister face was twisted with anger, his eyes flashing with a fierce light, and he roared impatiently: "Stop talking nonsense with them, kill them quickly!"

The sound was as shrill as a night owl, echoing in the tense air and making everyone shiver.

Upon hearing this, the corners of Feng's mouth rose slightly, revealing a cold smile.

He slowly raised his hands, his wide sleeves fluttering in the wind, and he muttered something, an ancient and obscure spell squeezing out from between his teeth.

In an instant, the power of darkness surged out from his palm like a surging tide, quickly weaving into a huge dark cage around everyone.

The cage was like a giant beast with bared fangs and claws, emitting a terrifying and eerie aura.

The black light was like countless poisonous snakes spitting out their tongues, winding and moving between the railings. Every flash seemed to be a demonstration to the trapped people.

Everyone was trapped inside, and chaos ensued. Some people, their eyes wide open in fear, tried to attack the incredibly solid cage with their weapons.

The sword hit the black railing, only splashing a burst of black sparks, like a short and weak meteor in the night sky, disappearing in a flash, but leaving no trace on the cage.

Others shouted at the top of their lungs, their voices echoing in the cage, filled with despair and helplessness, like the last cries of a trapped beast captured by a hunter.

The young students' faces were as pale as paper. They huddled together, their bodies trembling slightly with fear, their eyes full of fear of death, as if they had already seen the god of death waving at them.

Meng Yanche looked at the miserable appearance of the crowd and burst into wild laughter, which was full of cruelty and tyranny.

He thrust his hands forward, chanting ancient spells and releasing countless dark swords.

Those dark swords were like a group of hungry sharks, carrying the breath of death, rushing towards everyone with overwhelming force.

They flashed with a cold light in the darkness, and each sword was like the scythe of the god of death. Wherever it passed, the air seemed to be torn apart.

At this critical moment of life and death, several dazzling rays of light suddenly flashed across the sky, like a ray of hope penetrating the endless darkness.

Dean Chen, Instructor Wang and Teacher Fu arrived in time like gods descending from heaven.

Dean Chen's eyes were as sharp as torches and his expression was majestic. He raised his hands high and shouted, "Protection of the Wind!" In an instant, a powerful whirlwind roared around everyone.

The whirlwind was like a violent dragon, carrying the power to destroy the world.

It spun at an extremely fast speed, turning into a transparent and tough shield, repelling the swords of darkness.

The sword of darkness collided with the shield of wind, making a deafening roar, like Thor roaring in anger.

Dean Chen frowned, his eyes determined as he shouted, "Coach Wang, Teacher Fu, take them away first!"

Coach Wang and Teacher Fu immediately understood what he meant, and they quickly cast a powerful teleportation spell.

Mysterious runes appeared around them, the light became brighter and brighter, gradually enveloping everyone.

In the reflection of the light, everyone's faces showed a mixture of relief at surviving the disaster and worry about the unknown.

In the blink of an eye, Coach Wang and Teacher Fu disappeared with everyone, leaving behind only a devastated land ravaged by dark forces.

The dark forces looked at the direction where everyone disappeared, gritting their teeth, with flames of anger burning in their eyes, but they could only helplessly watch their prey escape from before their eyes.