Chapter 110: Survival (I)
The bolt of darkness came at Kai like a living thing, tendrils of void essence reaching toward his chest with deadly intent.
Kai threw himself sideways, his body rolling across the rough stone floor. The darkness struck where he had been standing and the stone simply ceased to exist, not shattered or burned, but erased, leaving a perfectly smooth void in the floor.
He came up without a weapon, his shattered practice sword scattered in fragments around him. The masked cultivator advanced with measured steps, already gathering another attack between its hands. This one was larger, darker, pulsing with concentrated death.
Lin’s voice cut through the chaos. "Kai, catch!"
A sword flew through the air toward him. It was not a practice weapon this time but a real blade with steel gleaming in the crystal light. Lin must have had it hidden in her equipment as emergency backup.
Kai caught it mid-roll, his hand closing around the grip as he channeled essence into the unfamiliar weapon. Fire and wind essence flooded the blade, making it sing with power.
The masked cultivator released its attack. The massive bolt of darkness screamed through the air, tendrils writhing like serpents seeking flesh.
Kai’s sword came up in a defensive arc, fire and wind combined creating a cutting vortex around the blade. The steel met darkness and for a heartbeat everything hung in balance,then Kai channeled more power, drawing on reserves he’d been holding back.
The vortex expanded violently, cutting through the darkness attack and dispersing it into harmless fragments. The backwash of energy sent both Kai and the masked cultivator skidding backward.
The cultivator paused, seeming to reassess. Its featureless mask tilted slightly, as if surprised.
Kai used that moment to scan the battlefield. The situation was deteriorating rapidly.
Roland was down, his shoulder torn open by shadow wolf fangs. He had managed to kill the creature before collapsing, but blood pooled beneath him at an alarming rate. Sarah fought desperately to protect his unconscious body while two stone golems advanced on her position.
Ben engaged one of the other masked cultivators in a fierce exchange, his sword work precise and powerful. But even as Kai watched, the assassin’s hand touched Ben’s side and the team leader screamed, essence disruption spreading through his body like poison.
Mira held the defensive line around the support section, her light barriers keeping three shadow wolves at bay. But the barriers were weakening, cracks spreading across their surface with each impact. Emma and the other support mages launched ranged attacks that barely slowed the wolves’ assault.
Seraphina fought like a demon incarnate, her sword trailing flames as she engaged two shadow wolves simultaneously. Her blade moved in patterns too fast to follow, each strike cutting through shadow-flesh to destroy the physical cores beneath.
She killed one wolf with a vicious upward slash that opened it from jaw to tail. The creature dissolved into dispersing darkness and collapsed meat. But the second wolf lunged while she was committed to the strike, its massive jaws closing on her leg.
Seraphina’s scream of pain cut through the battle sounds. She channeled fire essence through her entire body, the sudden heat forcing the wolf to release her. She stumbled back, blood streaming from deep puncture wounds, and barely got her sword up to block the wolf’s follow-up attack.
Through it all, Derek stood watching with manic satisfaction, his wall of fire cutting off any retreat.
"This is what you all deserve!" he shouted. "Always looking down on me, always treating me like I wasn’t good enough! Well look at me now! I’m the one who holds your lives in my hands!"
Henrik was trying to stand against the chamber wall with one arm hanging uselessly and blood running from a head wound. His eyes found Kai across the chaos.
Their gazes met for one moment of perfect understanding. Henrik was the strongest person here, but he was injured and outnumbered. The team was breaking. Students were dying.
Someone had to do something impossible.
Kai made his decision.
He stopped holding back.
The masked cultivator attacking him prepared another darkness bolt, gathering power between its hands. The void essence condensed into a sphere that made the air itself scream.
Kai channeled essence through the borrowed sword with precision he had refined across countless loops. Fire, wind, water, lightning, earth, and shadow, all six elements flooding the blade simultaneously in perfect balance.
The sword began to glow, not with any single color but with prismatic light that shifted and changed as different essences took dominance in turn. The air around Kai distorted from the sheer power concentration.
The masked cultivator hesitated, clearly recognizing what it was seeing. Multi-elemental manipulation at this level wasn’t normal for academy students. It wasn’t normal for most professional cultivators.
Kai didn’t give it time to adjust. He launched forward, wind essence accelerating his movement to speeds that left afterimages. His sword came around in a horizontal slash that carried the weight of all six elements behind it.
The masked cultivator tried to block with a hastily formed darkness barrier. Kai’s blade cut through the defense like it was paper, the prismatic edge parting void essence with contemptuous ease.
The sword continued its arc and struck the cultivator’s mask dead center. The porcelain shattered, fragments flying in all directions as the blade carved a deep gash across the assassin’s face.
The cultivator screamed and stumbled backward. Its broken mask fell away, revealing a face covered in ritual scarring and one eye now ruined by Kai’s strike.
Kai pressed the advantage. His sword moved in a rapid sequence of strikes, each one carrying different elemental combinations. Fire and lightning created explosions with each impact. Wind and water combined into cutting streams. Earth and shadow reinforced the blade’s edge to impossible sharpness.
The masked cultivator defended desperately, creating barriers and counterattacks with increasing panic. But Kai had fought better opponents across his lifetimes. This assassin was skilled, but not prepared for someone who fought like he had done this a thousand times before.
Because he had.
Kai’s blade found an opening and drove through the cultivator’s chest, lightning essence flooding into the wound and frying internal organs. The assassin convulsed once and collapsed, smoke rising from its mouth.
One down.
But the other three masked cultivators had noticed. They disengaged from their current fights and turned their attention toward Kai, recognizing him as the primary threat.
Derek’s laughter faltered. "What—how did he—that’s not possible for a second-year!"
The three remaining assassins formed a triangle around Kai, their hands already gathering attacks. Darkness, ice, and poisonous green essence condensed into deadly techniques that would hit simultaneously from three angles.
Kai’s essence reserves were dropping fast from maintaining six-element manipulation. He couldn’t sustain this power level much longer without serious consequences.
Lin saw what was happening and made her own desperate move. She channeled all her remaining water essence into one massive attack, creating a pressurized wave that crashed into the nearest shadow wolf with enough force to crack stone.
"Die you fucking monster!"
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