Chapter 353: Fleeing! The Great Escape Begins!

Although Tianyu Daochang had over eighty psychics, their abilities varied widely.

Some had B-rank abilities, others A-rank, even a few C-rank.

Such psychics, even if they reached the sixth tier, were hardly formidable in combat.

To Xu Jingming, they were merely a disorganized mob.

Of course, Shankou Yi'er, Tianyu Daochang's second-in-command, was still extremely powerful.

He possessed an A-rank ability and had mastered combat techniques to an exceptional degree.

Even compared to sixth-tier instructors from Mo Da or the two martial academies, he held his own.

Unfortunately, he had met Xu Jingming—and would die with bitter regret.

When Xu Jingming's killing of Shankou was witnessed by the surrounding psychics, it sparked immediate uproar:

"Shankou was killed?! The Great Xia SS-rank combatant is this powerful?!"

"Fourth-tier upper rank instantly kills sixth-tier lower rank—Great Xia's SS-rank is terrifying!"

Those who stayed to watch were all sixth-tier psychics.

Yet when they imagined themselves facing Xu Jingming, they were stunned to realize:

Even they couldn't dodge that single spear thrust!

While still reeling from this, they noticed another problem:

When had Xu Jingming advanced to fourth-tier upper rank?

Two months ago, Great Xia only announced he had just broken from third-tier to fourth-tier lower rank.

How could he now leap two sub-ranks at once?

Not just the watching psychics—even the instructors from the two martial academies and Mo Da were stunned.

Could Xu Jingming's combat power really be this formidable?!

Before they could recover, Xu Jingming's towering figure had already drawn near.

"Thunder Prison!"

He opened his left hand, and a golden thunder-prison descended over the group of Tianyu Daochang psychics!

Crackling—

Violent golden lightning ravaged among the psychics, in mere instants.

Some weaker fifth-tier psychics were instantly charred black and collapsed!

Slightly stronger fifth-tier enhancement-type psychics could endure it, but were all drenched in blood, clearly severely wounded!

Even sixth-tier psychics suffered significant injuries!

Merely a defensive A-rank combat technique, yet Xu Jingming had turned it into a devastating offensive killing tool.

This single move, Thunder Prison, instantly reduced the original eighty-plus psychics by over twenty.

More than ten psychics remained trapped inside the Thunder Prison, unable to escape!!

"Eva's coming!"

At that moment,

With a low rumbling sound, two massive humanoid machines stepped out from the base behind them.

"Ancient Civilization's Golden Guardians! Strength reaches seventh-tier Grand Master level!"

"We're done! They must be here to help the Great Xia SS-rank!"

"Run! Flee now!"

"......"

Xu Jingming had just slain Shankou with a single spear thrust, then wiped out over twenty with one technique.

This alone had already crushed the morale of Tianyu Daochang's psychics.

Now, with two Golden Guardians emerging and their second-in-command dead, no one remained to lead them.

The psychics could no longer hold their ground—they fled in panic toward the forest beyond the base!

"This..."

The Great Xia sixth-tier psychics exchanged glances, their expressions dazed.

They had expected a brutal battle to follow,

Even Xiao Nan from Mo Da had prepared to sacrifice himself to escort Xu Jingming out of the relic space.

Yet no one imagined the battle would end this way...

"Truly, the young generation is formidable! Only two months since the National University League ended, and you've grown this powerful."

Watching Xu Jingming approach, Qin Zheng of Thunder Martial Academy couldn't help exclaiming.

He had watched the National University League matches.

Xu Jingming's combat power there was nowhere near this level!

Meaning, his current strength had risen only recently.

Such terrifying, almost monstrous progress was unheard of!

At the same time, he couldn't help but admire Su Qingli's decisiveness.

Had she not personally gone to the National University League to recruit him, they might never have secured him for Thunder Martial Academy!

Wang Hong of Bear Fury Martial Academy understood this too.

But Xu Jingming clearly wouldn't join Bear Fury Martial Academy, which only had an S-rank Soul-Refining Art.

So he could only watch, bitter and envious.

"Your teacher told me you wouldn't graduate early until at least your second semester next year."

"Given your current pace, Jingming, you'll probably go straight to process your early graduation when you return, right?"

Xiao Nan from Mo Da now interjected, sighing.

A student!

Sixth-tier combat power!

Such a record had never existed in Mo Da's entire history!

More importantly, Xu Jingming was only a first-year—even still less than a full year at Mo Da.

"I do intend to do so," Xu Jingming replied with a smile after exiting Thunder Form.

"Xu Jingming, you're applying for early graduation? Perfect—come back with me to Thunder Martial Academy's Elite Training Camp."

Qin Zheng immediately brightened and urged.

"Teacher Qin, early graduation isn't easy to arrange, and I still have some matters to settle at Mo Da."

Not to mention, his student account still held tens of thousands of academic credits.

Before leaving school, he had to use them all.

"That's true—then come once you're done. We're not in a hurry."

Qin Zheng realized his mistake and chuckled awkwardly.

"Not in a hurry? I can tell you're desperate." Wang Hong couldn't help snarking.

But his tone carried unmistakable sourness.

"What? You're jealous because Xu Jingming didn't join your Bear Fury Martial Academy?"

"Jealous? Pfft! We have our own prodigies!"

"Ha! Keep dreaming! Who in your Bear Fury Martial Academy has talent to match Xu Jingming?"

"......"

With the crisis over, Qin Zheng and Wang Hong began bickering.

Meanwhile, the surrounding sixth-tier psychics, now with no fight to watch, began to withdraw.

The image of Xu Jingming slaying Shankou in near-instant fashion was deeply etched in their minds.

After leaving the relic space, it would become the greatest topic of their entire relic expedition.

"Then, Teachers Xiao, Qin, and Wang, I'll leave these psychics to you."

Xu Jingming looked at the instructors.

Though most Tianyu Daochang psychics had fled, over ten remained trapped in the Thunder Prison.

"Don't worry—they won't leave alive," Qin Zheng grinned.

"You're not planning to stay here?" Xiao Nan asked, puzzled.

"I'm going to hunt down the Tianyu Daochang psychics," Xu Jingming nodded.

He who kills shall be killed—he had no intention of letting them escape.

"Hunt them? That's difficult. There are too many, and we don't know when the space gate will open.

Better to wait at the exit than waste time searching."

Xiao Nan hesitated.

At least forty more Tianyu Daochang psychics remained, including eleven sixth-tier ones.

The relic space spanned thirty thousand square kilometers—if they hid, finding them would be nearly impossible.

"Don't worry—I have a way."

Xu Jingming grinned and turned to the two Golden Guardians waiting eagerly beside the Thunder Prison:

"Eva, when does the relic's space gate open?"

"In twelve hours."

Eva's voice emerged from the Golden Guardians, now deep and muffled.

"Twelve hours is enough. Let's go—follow me and start the death match!"

Swish—

A pair of massive wings wreathed in Lei Guang unfolded behind Xu Jingming!

"Teacher Xiao, once you've dealt with them, head toward the exit too."

With a beat of his wings, Xu Jingming shot straight into the sky.

"Death match! Death match!"

The two Jinliu guards excitedly repeated Xu Jingming's words and quickly followed his flight path.

Only Xiao Nan and the others remained standing, stunned in the wind; after a long moment, they finally reacted, murmuring:

"He already has flight ability? It seems Xu Jingming still has many hidden cards..."

With flight ability, the efficiency of capturing the escaped adepts from Tianyu Daochang would indeed increase greatly.

"Alright, let's hurry and finish off all of them," Qin Zheng clapped and called out.

"Right, we still need to rush to the exit afterward."

"The eighth-rank from Sakura Country may still be outside—we can't let word leak. We must ensure our people leave first."

"..."

Amidst the murmur of voices, Qin Zheng and the others began their final culling...