Chapter 611 - 395: Ten Thousand Valleys Returning Flow Fist Sixth Stage, Body Returns to the Peak

Chapter 611: Chapter 395: Ten Thousand Valleys Returning Flow Fist Sixth Stage, Body Returns to the Peak

The cold burst like a pierced ice cellar, exploding instantly in dorm room 506.

The once warm air was completely withdrawn, and Lu Xuan’s breath turned to white mist, as if he had suddenly traversed into winter.

The ceiling reacted first; a layer of moisture quickly seeped across the pale walls, soon forming water droplets the size of soybeans.

"Drip—"

The first droplet splashed on the floor, the crisp sound particularly piercing in the dead silent dormitory.

Mere seconds later, more droplets followed in succession, "drip, drip, drip..."

Dense like a miniature downpour, quickly soaking the floor with puddles, the edges of which faintly crystallized with a thin layer of frost, intensifying the eerie cold.

The visible cold is only the tip of the iceberg; in dimensions beyond mortal perception, the air in dorm room 506 was being twisted by a sinister aura.

Yet, within Lu Xuan’s eyes, golden light swirled, like two clusters of burning stars, illuminating the obscured space completely.

Three black figures were rising from the chill of the puddles, slowly coagulating as if ink droplets in water, their edges shrouded with fine black mist resembling shattered ice crystals.

They had no features, only vague human-shaped silhouettes, but exuded an unsettling cold malice, silently drifting toward the direction of the dormitory beds.

And as they solidified, the puddles on the ground gradually became colder and more piercing.

The golden light had not faded from Lu Xuan’s eyes when, the next instant, three pairs of ferocious eyes suddenly floated before him, forming a strange triangular encirclement.

Those eyes had no whites, only an unfathomable blackness; the pupils were twisted slits like cracks in ice frozen in winter, emitting a cold that could numb the soul.

Devoid of human emotion, only pure malice surged in their depths, mixed with a greed to completely devour Lu Xuan’s flesh, even his soul.

As if in the next moment, they would pounce, dragging every living being in this space into boundless darkness.

Facing the three pairs of malicious eyes, Lu Xuan’s lips curled into a cold arc rather than showing fear.

The next moment, a powerful gale exploded around him, like a dormant volcano suddenly erupting, scorching currents sweeping through the entire dormitory.

The hot wind carried a suffocating temperature, where it passed, the previously pervasive chill quickly vanished like melting ice.

The puddles on the ground evaporated into white mist at a speed visible to the naked eye, even the suspended moisture in the air was simultaneously dried.

The once icy dormitory was instantly enveloped by a fiery force, forming a vivid confrontation with the shadows ahead.

"Ah!"

A sharp scream suddenly erupted from dorm room 506, slicing through the building like torn silk, instantly spreading through the entire dormitory.

Lu Yuliang, waiting on the ground floor, had pupils that contracted sharply, fists clenched suddenly, his gaze fixed fiercely in the direction above.

"Old leader, what, what is that sound?" Principal Zhang’s voice trembled, his knees nearly buckled, pointing shakily at the fifth floor.

The female Vice Principal beside him reacted more intensely, her face as pale as paper, not waiting for someone to help, she had already collapsed onto the cold ground, her eyes filled with unconcealed fear.

It can be said that apart from Lu Yuliang barely maintaining composure, the senior officials of Yingnan University were already scared soul-less by the scream.

Someone instinctively grabbed the arm of the person beside them, ten knuckles turning white with force.

Someone staggered back several steps, their back collided heavily against others to barely stand, their face devoid of blood.

On this midnight, the dormitory suddenly erupted with such eerie female screams, the shrillness of the sound stabbed into hearts like needles.

Everyone present felt a tightness in their chest—had there been someone with heart disease, they might have died on the spot from the sudden fear, without time to react.

"It’s okay, Principal Zhang, you guys leave here first, we’ll contact you later."

Lu Yuliang looked at the haunted crowd before him, especially the female Vice Principal who had already fainted, speaking calmly and signaling for them to retreat.

He did not blame them at all—that was human nature.

If not for his father previously demonstrating something beyond the ordinary at home, allowing Lu Yuliang to witness such events, he might not have remained so composed.

After all, when humans face unknown ghostly entities, the fear engraved deep in their bones is a primal instinct inscribed in their genes.

Principal Zhang felt pardoned, his trembling hand repeatedly thanking, quickly agreeing, his voice still quivering: "Okay, old leader, you be careful, I’ll first help Vice Principal Li out."

He then added, "We’ll wait outside for you," yet he himself wasn’t certain of this reassurance.

No sooner had the words left his mouth, Principal Zhang reached to assist the fallen female Vice Principal, lacking even a hint of courage to remain.

The other leaders followed suit, panicking, hastily helping each other up, their steps chaotic as if treading on hot coals.

The sound of leather shoes scraping on cement created chaotic echoes like something truly haunting was chasing them; no one dared to glance back at the dormitory direction.

Despite the vehicles being nearby, these people usually valuing propriety couldn’t bother driving, supporting the fainted Vice Principal Li.

They sprinted to the girls’ dormitory entrance, their backs full of panic.ℯℯ𝘭.