Chapter 510: The Assassin Arrives! Ruthless Annihilation!

Demon Capital Psychic University, District 3 Dormitory.

Although it was already midnight, the entire dormitory area remained brightly lit.

Everyone was paying attention to the final day of the preliminary tournament.

In the second-floor training room of Villa No. 12, Song Qiuyun removed her neural helmet after exiting the virtual world.

Her long, smooth, thick black hair fell naturally to the level of her firm buttocks.

"Jingming secured first place; he will now represent Great Xia in combat against prodigies from nations worldwide."

Only then will the battle reach its most intense phase.

His name will spread across the entire world through this Genius Tournament."

Song Qiuyun placed her right hand over her chest, her clear, large eyes faintly filled with anticipation.

She was Xu Jingming's woman.

When Xu Jingming stood on the world's stage, radiating his brilliance and shocking the entire world,

she too would feel thrilled and proud.

"Jingming's advancement speed is accelerating; I cannot slack off."

At the very least, I must become the strongest among all Demon Capital University students!"

A determined expression appeared on Song Qiuyun's fair, delicate face.

At third-rank mid-level, she was unquestionably the top student in her second-year class at Demon Capital University.

Yet facing third- and fourth-year students, she still struggled somewhat.

"The Soul-Essence Pill Jingming sent me over a month ago—"

After consuming it, I successfully broke through to third-rank mid-level, and the pill's potency still had surplus effect.

If I continue training, I shouldn't need two or three more months before breaking through again into third-rank upper-level."

She took a rubber band from her space ring and tied her smooth black hair into a high ponytail.

Exposing her fair neck and delicate collarbones.

Then she took out another pill, swallowed it, and began practicing her psychic cultivation method.

During this period, following the death of her Ceng Zufu, the Song family's enterprises underwent large-scale contraction.

As a result, the cultivation resources provided to her were slashed to only one-third of their original amount.

Fortunately, she still had plenty of academic credits, and Jiang Chu Xuan herself was a potion master.

So her access to cultivation pills was not an issue.

By the time Song Qiuyun finished her training, it was already two a. m.

After checking the rankings one final time in the virtual world, she changed into her pajamas, entered her bedroom, and soon fell asleep.

2:43 a. m., outside the gates of Demon Capital Psychic University.

The sky was pitch black; there were barely any pedestrians outside the gate.

A black-clad figure appeared like a ghost in the shadowed area beneath the campus gate's lighting.

"Demon Capital Psychic University—this is the place."

The black-clad figure glanced at the gatehouse and spoke in a low voice:

"Act precisely at three a. m. in the early morning. Complete the assassination and withdraw immediately."

"If captured by Demon Capital's strongholds, your life or death is your own responsibility—the organization will not rescue you."

"Relax, I've never been on a mission before—I know the rules."

"It's just a third-rank target; I can eliminate and vanish in an instant."

Beside the black-clad figure, empty air rang with a cold voice.

"Good. Understand."

The black-clad figure nodded, and his figure slowly vanished from the spot...

2:59 a. m., District 3 Dormitory of Demon Capital University was pitch black; most students had already fallen asleep.

Only the two rows of streetlamps along the path emitted light.

At that moment, the black-clad figure suddenly appeared before Villa No. 12 in District 3 Dormitory.

Demon Capital University employed top-tier artificial intelligence to monitor the entire campus's security environment.

Although the AI's core, Eva, had been extracted by Xu Jingming,

the AI's intelligence level had not diminished.

Any anomaly would trigger an instant alarm.

Yet the space around the black-clad figure was completely distorted—no trace of anomaly could be detected.

Swish—

The black-clad figure flickered, and when he reappeared, he was already inside the second-floor bedroom.

The room was pitch dark, but for this sixth-rank psychic, it was no different from daylight.

"What a beauty."

Gazing at Song Qiuyun, lying on the bed with her alluring face and steady breathing,

even though he had seen her photo beforehand, his heart stirred, and he unconsciously licked his lips.

"Too bad you've stirred up someone you shouldn't have—your beauty will vanish in moments."

Shaking his head, the black-clad figure suppressed his extraneous thoughts, raised his wrist, and stared at his watch.

2:59:50.

Only ten seconds remained before he would act.

"Begin countdown: 10... 9..."

The black-clad man counted down in his mind, his expression bloodthirsty and exhilarated.

He came from the Bloodwing Assassins, and he himself loved killing.

Beautiful women like this were his favorite targets.

The only pity was, this was Ma Da—he couldn't torture and then kill as he used to.

He had to strike cleanly and swiftly, then flee immediately.

After all, Ma Da had several Eighth-Rank Grand Masters; if discovered, the consequences would be unimaginable.

"Three… two… one… Three o'clock! Move!"

When the countdown ended, the void around the black-clad man vanished instantly.

As if stepping from another layer into this one, he raised his dagger and launched a sudden attack on the figure on the bed!

He knew this strike would trigger the protective talisman on the other's body.

Once the talisman activated, he would use his spatial ability to launch his true assassination!

"Ding-ding-ding! High-risk attack detected. Automatic defense protocol activated."

Yet at that moment, the ancient, archaic civilization's alert tone rang out abruptly.

The mural hanging on the bedroom wall, in the black-clad man's stunned gaze, flowed like liquid onto the floor.

It transformed into a colossal entity over three meters tall, its eyes blood-red!

"What… what the hell is this?"

The black-clad man was stunned, and instinctively halted his attack.

"Intruder detected! Kill!"

A cold voice rang out; the Chi Mang Liu Jin guardian's right hand morphed into a sharp battle blade and vanished from its spot with a hiss.

Puff—

The black-clad man didn't even have time to react before his head was severed.

In the darkness, blood gushed forth in a wild surge from his neck!

The Chi Mang Liu Jin guardian was equivalent to a Seventh-Rank Lower-Grade Master Zongshi with an A-level Enhancement ability.

A spatial ability user was equivalent to an Elementalist.

Under the same rank, if an Elementalist was closed in on by a Martial Artist, death was the only outcome.

Especially since the black-clad man was only Sixth-Rank.

The entire bedroom was less than fifty square meters; the Chi Mang Liu Jin guardian was less than three meters from the black-clad man.

Faced with a Master Zongshi's attack, he had no time to activate his spatial ability to escape—he was instantly slain.

This was the terrifying suppression a Master Zongshi wielded over low-rank ability users.

As for cases like Xu Jingming, who could overpower the Chi Mang Liu Jin guardian at Fifth-Rank, those were absolute exceptions.

Most low-rank ability users who dared provoke the Chi Mang Liu Jin guardian's authority

Would meet the same fate as this black-clad man—slain instantly!