The Land of the Earth

Song Chaoming maintained his shield while keeping an eye on the situation on the battlefield. He knew that this was not a solution and he had to find a way to break the deadlock.

He took a deep breath, concentrated his mind, and tried to find Meng Yanche's flaw. Suddenly, he found that when Meng Yanche was controlling the ghost, his attention was focused on the battlefield and he neglected his own defense.

Song Chaoming's mind moved, and he divided the power in his body into two streams, one stream continued to maintain the shield, and the other stream was injected into the Sword of Light.

The Sword of Light felt the infusion of power and shone brightly, with strands of golden lines mixed in with the originally white light.

Song Chaoming saw the right moment, suddenly drew out the Sword of Light, and threw it towards Meng Yanche. The Sword of Light turned into a dazzling arrow of light, piercing through the darkness and shooting towards Meng Yanche.

Meng Yanche sensed the danger, but it was too late to dodge. The Sword of Light pierced his shoulder fiercely, and golden light spread across his wound, eroding his dark power like a maggot.

Meng Yanche let out a painful roar, waved his hand to disperse the ghosts around him, and focused all his attention on Song Chaoming.

"You are seeking your own death!" Meng Yanche roared. He reached out and grasped the hilt of the Sword of Light, pulling the sword out from his shoulder with force. Black blood flowed down the sword.

He threw the Sword of Light to the ground, his eyes flashing with madness. He crossed his hands in front of his chest and then pulled them apart. The Dark Portal expanded again, and a huge dark monster walked out of it.

This dark monster is as big as a mountain, covered with hard black scales, and each scale is engraved with evil runes.

It has a huge head with three blood-red eyes, which emit flaming light.

The monster opened its bloody mouth, revealing a row of fangs as sharp as spears, and a disgusting stench emanated from its mouth.

Its limbs are strong and powerful, and every step it takes causes the earth to tremble violently, like an earthquake.

As soon as the dark monster appeared, it rushed towards Song Chaoming and others.

It was so fast that it created a gust of wind that uprooted the surrounding trees and swept towards them. Song Chaoming and the others quickly dodged, knowing that this demon beast was the most powerful enemy they had ever encountered.

Song Chaoming picked up the Sword of Light on the ground and gathered together with everyone again.

"Don't panic, let's go together!" Song Chaoming shouted loudly, his eyes full of determination.

Everyone responded in unison. They knew that only by uniting as one could they have a chance of defeating the enemy.

Song Chaoming, holding two swords, rushed towards the dark monster first.

He used the strongest swordsmanship he had learned from the book. The Sword of Light and the Sword of Dreams turned into rays of light and shadows in his hands, stabbing towards the eyes of the monster.

The monster sensed Song Chaoming's attack, and it shook its head violently, blocking Song Chaoming's sword with its hard forehead.

Song Chaoming's attack only left a few shallow scratches on the monster's scales and could not cause any substantial damage to it.

The monster was enraged. It raised its huge front claws and slapped Song Chaoming.

Song Chaoming dodged quickly, narrowly avoiding the fatal blow. The monster's claws slammed into the ground, raising a cloud of dust and creating a huge crater.

Tianyuan, Chaoyun and others also took action. They attacked the monster from different directions, trying to distract its attention.

Tianyuan's sword chopped off the monster's leg, but was bounced off by its scales. The powerful recoil force made his arm numb.

Chaoyun's petrifying aura had little effect on the monster, only covering its scales with a thin layer of stone shell.

Jingyun and He Jiaojiao's attacks failed to cause much damage to the monster. Instead, they were forced to retreat again and again by the monster's counterattack.

Song Chaoming was extremely anxious as he looked at the predicament before him. He knew that he had to find the monster's weakness to have a chance of winning.

While dodging the monster's attacks, he carefully observed the monster's body.

Suddenly, he discovered that every time the monster attacked, there would be a momentary fluctuation of power under its abdomen, and the scales there seemed to be relatively weaker.

Song Chaoming's eyes lit up, and he shouted to everyone: "Attack its lower abdomen!" As he said that, he rushed towards the monster again.

This time, he deliberately attracted the Warcraft's attention, so that the Warcraft would focus all its attacks on him.

The monster was fooled. It opened its mouth and spewed a stream of black flames towards Song Chaoming. Song Chaoming dodged and hid to the side of the monster.

At this moment, Tianyuan, Chaoyun and others seized the opportunity and launched an attack on the lower abdomen of the monster.

Tian Yuan injected all his strength into his Fire Sword and stabbed it fiercely into the monster's abdomen.

Chaoyun exerted all his power of petrification, trying to petrify the scales under the monster's abdomen.

Jingyun and He Jiaojiao cast their strongest spells, with flames and wind dragons intertwined together, attacking the monster's weaknesses.

The monster sensed the attack below its abdomen and tried to dodge, but it was too late.

Everyone's attacks hit the monster's lower abdomen at the same time, shattering the scales there and sending a stream of black blood gushing out.

The monster roared in pain, its body began to tremble violently, and its attacks became chaotic.

Song Chaoming seized the opportunity, jumped high, and gathered all the four forces in his body into the two swords.

The Sword of Light and the Sword of Dreams shone brightly, like two blazing suns in his hands. "The Judgment of Light and Dreams!"

Song Chaoming shouted and slashed at the head of the monster. The two swords chopped down the monster's head with great force.

The monster let out a final scream, and its massive body collapsed onto the ground, splashing up a cloud of dust.

When Meng Yanche saw the dark monster he summoned being killed, a trace of fear flashed in his eyes.

He knew that today's plan had completely failed. He looked at Song Chaoming with resentment, turned around and fled towards the Dark Gate.

Song Chaoming wanted to chase after him, but his strength was exhausted and his body was shaky. "Don't chase him, let's go back first." Song Chaoming said weakly.

Everyone supported Song Chaoming and left this place full of blood and fighting. An hour later, everyone finally returned to the academy, dragging their exhausted bodies.

Along the way, everyone was silent. The scene of Coach Wang's sacrifice was still vivid in their minds. Everyone's heart was heavy, with both the grief of losing their comrades and the relief of surviving the disaster.

The gate of the academy seemed so familiar to them, like a safe haven in a storm. They walked through the familiar corridors and courtyards and headed straight for Tianlong Temple.

After entering Tianlong Temple, everyone felt a warm and pure power coming towards them. That power was like a mother's embrace, gently soothing their physical and mental wounds.

The temple is filled with a subtle sandalwood scent, instantly calming the soul. In the center of the temple stands a vast pool, brimming with dream power, like the shimmering surface of a lake. Dream power flows slowly through it, emitting a multicolored halo.

Everyone found a place to sit down and began to practice the internal skills, guiding the power of dreams to repair their damaged spiritual veins and vitality.

Tian Yuan sat cross-legged in the corner, closed his eyes, placed his hands on his knees, and began to breathe deeply. As he breathed, the surrounding spiritual energy gradually gathered towards him, forming small streams of air that swirled around his body.

These air currents continued to penetrate into his body, nourishing his damaged body.

His brows were slightly furrowed, and an expression of pain appeared on his face. He was obviously enduring the severe pain of the repair process, but he gritted his teeth and persisted, not allowing himself to make a sound.

Chaoyun chose a spot near the edge of the spiritual energy pool. He sat cross-legged and dipped his hands into the water. The dream power in the pool surged toward his hands like joyful fish.

He felt the power of dreams flowing through his body. His spiritual veins, which had dried up due to excessive use of the petrifying power, gradually recovered with the nourishment of the dream power.

His body was trembling slightly and beads of sweat appeared on his forehead, but his eyes remained firm and he was focused on repairing his injuries.

Jingyun and He Jiaojiao leaned against each other, sitting back to back in a quiet corner. Jingyun had consumed too much of her fire power, and the fire power in her body was somewhat disordered.

She slowly guided the dream power around her into her body, attempting to calm the restless flames. The dream power was like cool spring water, extinguishing the "flames" within her body and gradually soothing her originally hot and painful spiritual veins.

He Jiaojiao closed her eyes tightly, holding the Lianming Sword tightly in her hand. The Lianming Sword seemed to sense its master's fatigue and trembled slightly, echoing the surrounding spiritual energy.

The power of dreams flowed into He Jiaojiao's body along the Lianming Sword, repairing her vitality damaged by the battle. He Jiaojiao's face gradually became rosy, and her breathing became much more stable.

Song Chaoming sat in front of the pool, where the dream power was most concentrated in the entire Tianlong Temple. He placed the Sword of Light and the Sword of Illusion at his side, then formed seals with his hands and began to absorb the dream power.

After the fierce battle, the four forces in his body became disordered and impacted his meridians.

At this time, under the nourishment of the power of dreams, the four forces gradually calmed down and began to operate according to certain rules.

Song Chaoming's face showed a complex expression of pain and comfort. A huge vortex formed around his body, and a large amount of dream power continued to flow into his body.

He knew that he had to recover as quickly as possible because he could feel that the threat from the dark forces had not disappeared because of this battle, but was getting closer.

As everyone recovered, there was silence in Tianlong Temple, with only the faint sound of the flow of dream power and the steady breathing of everyone.

Time seemed to slow down at this moment, and every minute and every second witnessed the improvement of their injuries and the recovery of their strength.

They are like travelers looking for light in the darkness, drawing strength from the sacred place of Tianlong Temple and preparing for the next battle with darkness.

After an unknown amount of time, the afterglow of the sun shone through the windows of Tianlong Temple onto everyone, covering them with a layer of golden glow.

Everyone's injuries had basically recovered. They slowly opened their eyes, looked at each other, and saw determination and resolve in each other's eyes.

They know that a short rest is only for better fighting, and their struggle against the dark forces will never stop.