God Slayer: Make Up for the Past

Golden runes flickered faintly on the ground, like fireflies dancing in the darkness, yet carrying a hint of intimidating power. Pan Yue's forehead was covered with beads of sweat, his face pale, but his hands never faltered. The formation was nearing completion, and a tense atmosphere hung in the air.

He Xieling's crimson eyes fixed on Pan Yue. Feeling the threat of this power, he paced anxiously, his sharp claws scraping the ground with a harsh sound. He stopped releasing the little evil spirits and instead concentrated all his evil energy within himself. His body swelled, like an inflated balloon, poised to explode at any moment. The air around him seemed frozen, oppressive and suffocating.

"Hurry! We're almost there!" Xiao Baoan shouted nervously, his baton shaking slightly from the excessive force. Although he couldn't help much, his eyes were fixed firmly on Pan Yue, hoping for a miracle.

The students hid in a corner, trembling, afraid to make a sound for fear of disturbing the evil spirits. Teacher Su hugged the terrified children tightly, offering constant soothing words, but she herself was pale with fear. Principal Guo, hiding behind Teacher Su, his face ashen, regretted not taking action sooner and could only pray for a miracle.

Just when the formation was about to be completed, He Xieling suddenly let out a deafening roar. Without hesitation, it transformed the condensed evil energy into a black lightning and shot straight at Pan Yue.

"Pan Yue! Be careful!" Chu Feng shouted heartbreakingly, but he was firmly controlled by the evil spirit's suction and could not move at all.

Pan Yue seemed to have anticipated this, and he dodged the fatal blow with a sudden sidestep. However, the black lightning still grazed his arm, leaving a wound deep enough to see the bone. Pan Yue groaned, staggered back a few steps, and nearly fell to the ground.

"Pan Yue!" Chu Feng's eyes instantly turned red. He struggled desperately, trying to break free from the evil spirit's shackles and help his friend.

He Xieling grinned, gathering his evil energy once more, ready to deliver a fatal blow to Pan Yue. The students closed their eyes in despair, not daring to watch what happened next.

However, at this critical moment, Pan Yue gritted his teeth, endured the severe pain, and used up his last bit of strength to throw the talisman paper in his hand away.

"Heavenly Gang, Earthly Fiends, Sun, Moon, and Stars, obey my command, seal!"

The talisman paper fell on the last rune, and the formation instantly shone brightly. The golden light was like a sharp sword, surrounding He Xieling.

"Ah——" He Xieling let out a shrill scream...

A golden light suddenly burst forth, like the rising sun, dispelling the haze that enveloped the campus. The suction force that had trapped Chu Feng receded like a tide. He stumbled back a few steps, steadied himself, and then suddenly raised his head, his eyes burning with anger.

"Pan Yue!" Chu Feng felt heartbroken when he saw the wound on Pan Yue's arm.

Pan Yue's face was pale, but he managed a forced smile: "I'm fine, Chu Feng, hurry! It's trapped in the formation now!"

Chu Feng took a deep breath, knowing that now was not the time to be sad. He clenched his fists, his joints crackling as a powerful force surged through him. The surrounding students cheered, seeing the hope of victory, and their fear was gradually replaced by excitement and elation. Teacher Su also breathed a sigh of relief, hugged the children tightly in her arms, tears glistening in her eyes. Even the usually timid Principal Guo couldn't help but straighten his back, as if he had also participated in this battle. Only Xiao Baoan remained vigilant, knowing that the battle was not over yet.

He Xieling was firmly trapped within the golden formation. It struggled frantically, its sharp roars echoing throughout the campus, yet it couldn't shake the formation even a little. The golden light was like shackles, tightly binding it and preventing it from moving. Its crimson eyes, filled with resentment and rage, stared intently at Chu Feng and Pan Yue, wishing to tear them to pieces.

Chu Feng didn't hesitate. He rushed towards He Xieling like an arrow, so fast that his figure was almost invisible. Just as he was about to reach He Xieling, he keenly noticed that there was a small gap in He Xieling's chest, amidst the black evil energy. Without the protection of the evil energy, it looked extremely vulnerable. It was a flaw caused by the distraction of its strength to attack Pan Yue!

opportunity!

A gleam of light flashed in Chu Feng's eyes. Without hesitation, he concentrated all his strength on his right fist and smashed it hard towards the flaw on He Xieling's chest!

"boom!"

A dull thud echoed like thunder, shaking the entire campus. The golden light and the black evil energy collided violently, emitting a blinding light.

He Xieling let out a shrill scream, its body trembling violently, a crack appeared on the flaw on its chest, and the black evil energy quickly dissipated like a deflated ball.

"Success!" the students shouted excitedly, as if they had seen the dawn of victory.

However, Xiao Baoan's expression suddenly changed. He pointed at He Xieling and said in a trembling voice, "No...it's not over yet..."

Chu Feng's powerful punch landed squarely on the empty space in He Xieling's chest. The black evil energy dissipated like a bursting balloon, emitting a piercing hiss. He Xieling roared in agony, its massive body trembling violently as if on the verge of collapse. Its crimson eyes stared fixedly at Chu Feng, a mixture of resentment and anger emanating a chilling murderous intent.

"Take advantage of now!" Pan Yue shouted. He endured the severe pain in his arm and quickly formed seals with his hands. The golden formation shone brighter, and golden rays of light wrapped around He Xieling like chains, further restricting its movements.

Chu Feng didn't hesitate for a moment, knowing this was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. With nimble feet and lightning-fast movements, he circled He Xie Ling, constantly searching for a flaw to attack. Though severely wounded, He Xie Ling remained incredibly ferocious. It swung its massive claws, stirring up gusts of bloody wind, attempting to tear Chu Feng apart.

"Hah!" Chu Feng growled, and punched He Xieling again, catching him squarely in the stomach. He Xieling wailed in agony, stumbling backwards involuntarily. The surrounding students erupted in deafening cheers, applauding Chu Feng and Pan Yue's brilliant performance. Fear and despair vanished, replaced by hope and excitement.

During the intervals between battles, Chu Feng felt the trust and expectation in the students' gazes. Their eyes were filled with hope, as if they had placed all their hopes on him. He knew he couldn't let them down; he had to defeat this evil spirit and protect these innocent students.

Pan Yue also sensed Chu Feng's determination. He drew strength from his gaze, and the pain in his arm seemed to ease. No words were needed between them; a glance, a gesture, they understood each other. Their friendship and trust were sublimated in this life-or-death struggle.

"Chu Feng, be careful!" Pan Yue suddenly shouted.

Chu Feng turned back abruptly, only to see a sly glint in He Xieling's eyes. He Xieling suddenly stopped struggling, allowing himself to be restrained by the golden formation. He took a deep breath, and the surrounding black evil energy surged into his mouth like a vortex.

"Oh no, it's gathering strength!" Xiao Baoan's face changed drastically. He realized that He Xieling was preparing for the final blow.

Chu Feng and Pan Yue also realized the danger. They stopped attacking and stared at He Xieling vigilantly. He Xieling's body gradually expanded, and the black evil energy became more and more dense, as if it was about to swallow up the entire campus.

"Retreat quickly!" Chu Feng shouted and pulled Pan Yue back.

However, it was too late.

He Xieling let out an earth-shattering roar, and a black evil aura instantly erupted, spreading like ink, stained the entire space in pitch black. Chu Feng and Pan Yue were trapped in the darkness, pitch black. They had lost sight of He Xieling and were unable to predict the direction of its attack.

A cold wind blew by, and Chu Feng felt a powerful evil force approaching...

"Pan Yue..." Chu Feng's voice sounded particularly weak in the darkness.

He felt Pan Yue holding his hand tightly.

"I am here……"

Then, silence.