Chapter Eighteen: Uncontainable

“It’s him, it really is him!” Instructor Song was now certain—the source of this power was none other than his deceased student, Han Tianyue. And the direction they were heading was precisely where Han Tianyue had been buried.

“Who?”

“Han Tianyue!”

The moment the name was spoken, everyone was startled. “How could it be him?”

“It seems this boy was no ordinary person!” Among them, apart from Instructor Song, the only one who had ever interacted with Han Tianyue was Xin Zhong. He was astonished—during their last meeting, Han Tianyue’s abilities and spiritual talent appeared utterly mediocre. Yet now, after death, he was bursting forth with such immense power.

“If Bocca had encountered the current Han Tianyue, there would have been almost no chance for survival!” Han Tianyue’s name was already well-known throughout the school, thanks to Crown Prince Mao’s involvement. Hongfu was also aware of that incident. Thinking back now, she couldn’t help but feel a lingering fear. “Luckily, the boy is already dead. If he were to return to life and learn what happened with Crown Prince Mao, Bocca would certainly be doomed!”

As they drew closer to Han Tianyue, the cold grew more intense, and icicles formed on everyone’s faces. By now, Han Tianyue was surrounded by a vast sea of ice.

“Look!” Amid the frozen expanse, Han Tianyue’s body floated suspended in midair. The three instructors closest to him, as well as the four members of Xin Zhong’s legendary team, could clearly see his form. All cried out in shock, “He’s still alive!”

“Could it be that resurrection is what broke the seal within his body?” Instructor Yun could scarcely believe what he saw.

“Han Tianyue!” Instructor Song stepped forward and called out.

Han Tianyue could hear the voice, but his body moved involuntarily.

The surrounding snow and ice coalesced into a serpent, which lunged at them.

Instructor Yun raised his hand, dispersing the snow serpent in midair. He said, “He has lost all consciousness. Let us combine our powers to seal him and then try to awaken his soul!”

They all acted together, and seven chains shot out from all sides to bind Han Tianyue.

“Ah!” Before the chains could even touch him, the cold erupting from his body shattered them instantly.

“This power is too strong! The seven of us cannot seal him!” Instructor Zhang stepped back two paces, shouting in alarm.

“There’s still me!” It was Instructor Qin, who had arrived upon hearing the commotion.

Eight chains flew forth together—

With a thunderous crash, they all snapped.

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