Full-Time Magister: Starting from Obtaining the Azure and White Serpents

Chapter 50 The Death of Ye Chang

Just like in the original story, Mu He brought a glimmer of hope!

Only by entering the tomb of the ancient king and awakening him can this tide of the dead be ended. Moreover, Han Ji and his companions do not have much time left!

The Abyss of Fiends has appeared on the edge of the inner city and has begun to devour the surrounding area, causing many people to fall into it.

Fortunately, they had ordered the people to relocate beforehand, and most of them survived.

But once the Abyss of Evil spreads, it will be too late even if Han Ji and the others awaken the Ancient King, because the inner city will have already become a hell by then!

Amid Mu He's arrogant expression, Han Ji, with a gloomy face, ordered the Imperial Guards to take him away.

"President, what should we do?"

"Head Instructor Feijiao looked at Han Jidao."

Han Ji looked at Jiang Haoxuan, "What should we do next?"

The mysterious gray-white man beside him also turned his gaze toward Jiang Haoxuan.

This young man gave him a terrifying feeling!

"The tomb of the ancient king is in the Abyss of Evil."

Upon hearing Jiang Haoxuan's words, everyone, including Han Ji and Zhu Meng, staggered.

The legendary ancient king, a genuine millennium-old monarch, is the ruler of the undead empire, controlling a vast undead army in the ancient capital.

If the ancient king were to be restored, everyone in the ancient capital would perish.

No one can escape!

"You mean we should send people into the Abyss of Evil?"

The mysterious gray-white man frowned, looking somewhat incredulous.

Jiang Haoxuan nodded.

"Even if a forbidden spell mage were to enter the Abyss of Fiends, they would likely only face certain death, with no chance of survival."

Han Ji's aged face darkened, but looking at the terrified people behind him, he was extremely conflicted.

"Sha Yuan only recognizes one type of person: the descendants of the Wei Ju Village bloodline. They are allowed to enter."

Jiang Haoxuan revealed this crucial piece of information.

"Descendants of the dilapidated village?"

Han Ji looked at the mysterious gray-white man, and after the latter nodded, he immediately sent a team of Imperial Guard mages to search for him.

A few minutes later.

A team of imperial guard mages arrived with Mo Fan, Fang Gu, Su Xiaoluo, and Zhang Xiaohou.

After some discussion, Fang Gu and the other two expressed their willingness to join, and Mo Fan also chose to join.

"Can the four of them manage?"

Zhu Meng looked at Mo Fan, whose strongest member of the team was only a high-level mage, and hesitated.

"Don't worry, this kid is stronger than you think."

Jiang Haoxuan's words reassured everyone present.

"Okay, let me get ready."

Han Ji clasped his hands in a fist salute, and then began to command the accompanying super-level mages.

Jiang Haoxuan nodded, made up an excuse about going to the restroom, and left the north city wall.

After leaving everyone's sight, Jiang Haoxuan's figure disappeared above the clock tower.

As for why he didn't enter the Abyss of Fiends, firstly, he wasn't a descendant of the Dangerous Dwelling Village, and secondly, he wouldn't be able to solve anything even if he went in.

A mere warrior-level mental power is no different from suicide when facing the remnant soul of an ancient king.

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The Clock Tower Magic Association.

On the eve of departure.

In the main hall of the clock tower, Elder Lingxi remained calm and unconcerned about being suspected.

She calmly suggested, "Is the intelligence source reliable? If we can't determine which of the two of us is the culprit, should we kill them both just in case?"

As soon as she finished speaking, the super-level female mage next to her looked displeased.

No one wants to be a victim of the greater good.

Han Ji stared intently at Ling Xi, chuckled, and said, "Yes, but we don't need to kill them all now. The source of the intelligence cannot be revealed. I already know who Salang is."

"Ye Chang, or should I call you Ling Xi?"

Upon hearing this, everyone stared at the female elder of the Hunter Alliance, filled with astonishment and uncertainty.

Another female mage narrowly escaped death, her expression one of relief.

Lingxi remained expressionless and said, "So you suspect I'm Salang?"

"That's right!" Han Ji said firmly. He had received guidance from Jiang Haoxuan, and although he didn't know how he got it, he relied heavily on trust when facing Jiang Haoxuan's successive slaying of eight fallen kings.

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When a true leader decides to delegate a task to a subordinate, they entrust it entirely and never interfere until an irreparable major mistake is made.

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Anyway, Han Ji also had a backup plan. There were two super-level female mages as suspects here. He killed one of them and temporarily imprisoned the other.

If Lingxi dies and Salang continues his rampage, then we can just kill the remaining one.

The process of elimination can minimize accidental injuries while ensuring that the real culprit is not overlooked.

Buzz!

The next moment, countless silver patterns spread across the solemn floor of the clock tower hall, and a spatial sealing array suddenly descended.

Furthermore, the four walls exuded a hard and indestructible luster, which could not be shaken by any magic.

The seven or eight super-level beings present felt a strong sense of binding and suppression in their spiritual world, and the originally vast power of the star sea completely collapsed.

Zhu Meng was taken aback, not expecting Han Ji to act so decisively.

"Don't hide Salam. Someone told me that you may have connections to the Dark Dimension and were once the wife of the Parthenon. Death is not the end."

Han Ji, his killing intent palpable, said, "The spatial dimension here is sealed. After you die, my corpse and soul will also dissolve. You are doomed."

In an instant, he made his move. Frost surged everywhere, instantly cooling the area. The void crackled and popped, and layers of eerie blue light spread out.

Lingxi's expression was complex; she could no longer hide it. Her dark aura surged as she resisted the icy power that froze space and time.

Salam is now truly panicked. She has many trump cards, including a means of resurrection, so she is not afraid of death.

Moreover, faking death to escape might allow one to go from the light to the shadows, live a second life, regain the initiative, and plot another grand scheme when others are not paying attention.

Unexpectedly, Han Ji saw right through her and took various targeted countermeasures.

Who was it? Salam cried out in his heart, filled with resentment.

Rumble!

As the two fought, and seeing that Lingxi used many evil and forbidden techniques, everyone finally believed it and rushed to help.

But Han Ji was still vigorous despite his old age, having mastered all four elements to the highest level, and his power of ice was unmatched.

The fierce battle quickly came to an end, and Salam was undoubtedly defeated and killed.

The walls and floors of the hall were covered with traces of battle, and in the center, a woman's graceful figure was covered by a thick layer of dark blue frost.

Before Salon's beautiful face completely froze, she revealed a resentful and twisted expression and said:

"Sarang is just a name. Even if I die, a new Salang will appear. The darkness of the mortal spirits will never perish, and the Black Church will live on forever."

After saying that, she fell into eternal sleep, and her soul was extracted by a powerful being with super-level necromancy.

The soul had just emerged when it unleashed a terrifying dark aura, seemingly about to open a dark dimension and traverse between dimensions.

Unfortunately, Han Ji had made preparations in advance, and the space was locked. After the outbreak period, the necromancer shattered Salang's soul.

Han Ji glanced at the corpse trapped in the eternally silent ice coffin and the extinguished soul, and murmured, "It should be dead by now."

(End of this chapter)