Chen Guan's figure appeared out of thin air, and the remaining purple halo under his feet dissipated like ripples on water. Leopard immediately nuzzled his trouser leg affectionately with its head, playing the role of a leopard's leg.

Are you alright?

Long Ao was the first to pounce on him, his eyes scanning him from head to toe.

An Changqing asked, "You only went in for a blink of an eye, how did you come out so quickly? What was inside?"

Based on An Changqing's understanding of Chen Guan, he certainly wouldn't have been able to get out so quickly unless he had encountered an accident.

"Chen Guan, what did you see?"

Qin Wu and the other students gathered around him, all eyes focused on him like searchlights, waiting for the answer.

Chen Guan organized his thoughts and began to describe his brief observations.

"It must be a battlefield inside. The sky is a solidified dark red, and the ground is littered with the skeletons of giant creatures and shattered weapons."

"In the center of the battlefield, there was a throne made of bones, but it had collapsed halfway. There were also many tattered banners, all embroidered with the same emblem: twisted ram's horns and upside-down stars."

Long Ao, An Changqing, and the others were filled with confusion. They had never heard of such an emblem before, nor did it resemble the flag of an ancient civilization.

Qin Wu also shook his head. As a senior student, he had access to far more information than others, but he couldn't find any relevant information in his memory.

"It doesn't seem like it. I've seen ancient civilization totems or some kind of otherworldly markers before, and I don't recognize this one."

After hearing Chen Guan's description, Su Yuehe's clear eyes blinked slowly.

She repeated those words in a whisper that only she could hear.

"Twisted ram's horns, upside-down stars..."

"I think I know what that is."

"I've seen that emblem in the books in my study at home."

"That is the mark of the demon god."

"If I remember correctly, the demon that emblem represents is named..."

"Astaroth".

"If it was indeed a war, I think one side of the war should be Astaroth."

Astaroth?

Long Ao frowned: "Why is it this guy again?"

An Changqing said thoughtfully, "So, when you went in just now, you were directly confronted with the will-shattering impact of this thing."

Chen Guan nodded; it seemed that it was Astaroth who had just expelled him.

Damn it, why isn't this the Baldawn hidden level?

Chen Guan sighed inwardly at the pity.

Shan Heng's calves were trembling uncontrollably. The world behind the glasses spun around him, and he felt as if his brain was about to be burned through by this incomprehensible vocabulary.

I just left the starting village and encountered a demon god. What should I do? I need help urgently.

"Then... what should we do?" His voice was trembling with tears.

"The competition isn't over yet, which means the school leaders believe we have a solution." An Changqing remained composed and calmly analyzed the situation: "Or perhaps they just want to see how we solve it."

"But we can't even get close, and even Chen Guan came out directly." Long Ao scratched his hair in frustration.

"Perhaps I can give it a try."

A voice came from behind Qin Wu. Everyone looked in the direction of the voice and saw an old acquaintance, Huo Qixing, a junior.

"Captain," Huo Qixing nodded to Qin Wu, "I've learned a new move that's perfect for dealing with these old fogies. If I use it at full power, it can protect everyone, but it won't last more than ten minutes. After that, I'll be useless, and the attack will depend on you guys."

"Get ready, all of us, let's go in together."

Qin Wu's voice was resolute; he could no longer let any of his juniors take risks alone.

In half an hour, Huo Qixing had completed the final preparations.

A complex magic circle composed of countless golden runes unfolded around him, enveloping everyone at Huaqing Academy in a sacred and warm light.

"Ready, Captain."

Huo Qixing's forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat, clearly indicating that maintaining this massive spell was not easy for him.

Qin Wu nodded: "Let's go."

He took the first step and stepped onto that scorched earth.

This time, there was no dizziness or spatial distortion.

A golden light curtain enveloped everyone like ripples on water, gently plunging them into a blood-red world.

The stench of decay and blood returned, but it was greatly reduced by the barrier protected by holy light, making it less nauseating.

The group stood on this ancient battlefield, with the dark brown, hardened ground beneath their feet and the silhouette of a ruined black city in the distance.

Everything was exactly as Chen Guan had described.

This time, however, they can see much more clearly.

Even though the black throne, built from countless bones, was half-collapsed, it still exuded a chilling aura of power.

A powerful will swept in from all directions, crashing against the golden light screen and creating ripples.

Huo Qixing let out a muffled groan, and the color drained from his face in an instant.

"withstand."

Qin Wu let out a low shout, and his enhanced energy burst forth, helping to relieve some of the pressure.

Long Ao immediately reacted and poured his aura into the barrier.

With the support of two top-tier enhanced combatants, the golden light barrier immediately stabilized.

"it's useless."

Looking at the invisible forces constantly impacting the barrier, An Changqing calmly analyzed, "This is just the outermost passive defense. The further we go in, the greater the pressure will be."

"Someone must connect with this will."

Su Yuehe looked up at the sky, her beautiful eyes sparkling with wisdom.

She gained not only the power of words, but also invaluable knowledge.

Knowledge derived from heroes of old.

"As Shan Heng said, this is not a physical attack, and we cannot use purely physical methods to fight it."

"Connect?" Qin Wu looked at Su Yuehe: "Can your Word of Power work?"

Su Yuehe shook her head with a wry smile: "I just used up too much power. Besides, the power of words is to command reality. It doesn't have much effect on a pure mental imprint."

Chen Guan seemed to be deep in thought; he felt he had succeeded again.

"Hehehe, those annoying humans can finally not see inside here."

Barna's irritating laughter echoed in his mind, and Chen Guan knew that his external brain had arrived.

"Baal, do you have a solution?"

"Yes, it's very simple," Baal said casually. Wasn't Astaroth an old acquaintance of His?

Chen Guan remained silent, waiting for it to continue.

"To put it bluntly, this thing is just a piece of dandruff that idiot Astaroth shed. It's a wonder you humans kept it."

Baal's tone was filled with deep contempt for beings of the same level: "If you want to connect with it, you have to make it treat you as one of its own."

"His mark still exists on you. Do you understand what I mean? As long as his will touches the core of your soul, you can follow this line and pull out his original imprint."

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