Thick, ink-like clouds churned above the campus. Every flash of lightning illuminated the silhouettes of those chained eyes with chilling clarity. The Yin-Yang Jade in Su Yao’s hand grew so hot it was nearly impossible to hold; runes raced across its surface, branding a golden mark onto her palm. Lin Yu’s sword tip flicked up a wisp of black mist, but the mist instantly transformed into a venomous snake, hissing as it struck. Zhao Ya threw a talisman, burning it to ash.
"This won't last!" Shen Qing’s voice was shattered by the gale. Her family genealogy fluttered violently in the wind, the characters on the yellowed pages beginning to rearrange themselves. "The Ancient Tome says... the Yin-Yang Jade must be combined with the blood of the Shen Clan to fully unseal!" Before she could finish, a chain lashed out like a serpent, wrapping around her ankle and hoisting her into the air.
Su Yao’s pupils contracted. She hurled her magical artifact, severing the chain. As Shen Qing plummeted, Lin Yu spun to catch her, his blade’s cold light parrying another wave of attacks. Seizing the moment, Zhao Ya drew a fire formation on the ground. The flames surged upward, but as they touched the edge of the black hole, they were swallowed whole, only making the darkness deeper.
Chapter 197