Shu Yunruo smiled and said, “Yes.”
Feng Xun asked, “Why?”
Shu Yunruo said, “Because I have faith in Feng Wu.”
Feng Xun grumbled inwardly. Even he didn’t have that much faith in Feng Wu. Deep down, he was convinced that she wouldn’t be able to pass the hell level.
He was about to make the change, when he heard a cold voice: “No.”
It was the crown prince himself.
Feng Xun and the others exchanged bewildered looks.
Tilting his head, the crown prince stared at Shu Yunruo with cold, piercing eyes.
Shu Yunruo shuddered and was overwhelmed with fear. A cold sensation ran down his spine.
Those eyes were so terrifying that he was awestruck and intimidated.
Shu Yunruo, the known genius of Imperial College, didn’t dare meet the crown prince’s eyes.
In the Dragon’s Gate.
Feng Wu took down the bottle filled with the toxic inky liquid, sealed it with a cork, and put it into her sleeve. She then moved to the next floor.
Each level consisted of three trials. Thus, the fourth, seventh, and tenth floors represented the three thresholds.
The tenth floor.
“How much time do I have?” The smell of blood filled Feng Wu’s nostrils when she stood at the entrance to the tenth floor. She frowned and narrowed her eyes.
The fairy said, “You have 25 minutes left.”
Feng Wu nodded. Before she knew it, she had gripped the Fallen Star Sword on her back, and the look on her face had never been so stern.
Seeing the look on her face, the crowd grew nervous as well.
What awaited Feng Wu on the tenth floor?
Blood…
Red, warm blood slowly oozed out through the gap under the door.
Feng Wu was even more wary.
The door was unlatched. Feng Wu held the hilt of the Fallen Star Sword in her right hand and narrowed her eyes. She needed to be very cautious now.
The door finally opened.
Many people were frightened when they saw what was inside.
“That’s…”
There was so much blood.
Feng Wu stepped right into it.
Everywhere she turned, she could see nothing but blood, and the red color gave her the creeps.
The dangerous feeling made Feng Wu narrow her eyes. All of a sudden, her head went blank, and a wretched feeling swept over her.
Rumble —
A voice suddenly rang out.
“Welcome to the hell level, little girl. Yes, this is that legendary place —
“Here, you’ll experience the joy of killing.”
After a pause, the sinister voice rang out again. “You can kill whomever you hate in Imperial College.
“Little girl, close your eyes and picture the person you hate the most in Imperial College. Hahaha —”
The evil voice trailed off.
However, that eerie, suffocating feeling still lingered in everyone’s heads…
The person said that Feng Wu could kill the person she hated the most.
“Hey, who do you think Feng Wu hates the most in Imperial College?” Leng Hu chuckled and was intrigued.
“Well…”
A lot of people hated Feng Wu, but no one knew whom Feng Wu hated, which only made them even more curious.
“What if I don’t hate anyone?” Feng Wu’s eyes snapped open, and she stared at a spot in the air.
Shu Yunruo smiled and said, “Yes.”
Feng Xun asked, “Why?”
Shu Yunruo said, “Because I have faith in Feng Wu.”
Feng Xun grumbled inwardly. Even he didn’t have that much faith in Feng Wu. Deep down, he was convinced that she wouldn’t be able to pass the hell level.
He was about to make the change, when he heard a cold voice: “No.”
It was the crown prince himself.
Feng Xun and the others exchanged bewildered looks.
Tilting his head, the crown prince stared at Shu Yunruo with cold, piercing eyes.
Shu Yunruo shuddered and was overwhelmed with fear. A cold sensation ran down his spine.
Those eyes were so terrifying that he was awestruck and intimidated.
Shu Yunruo, the known genius of Imperial College, didn’t dare meet the crown prince’s eyes.
In the Dragon’s Gate.
Feng Wu took down the bottle filled with the toxic inky liquid, sealed it with a cork, and put it into her sleeve. She then moved to the next floor.
Each level consisted of three trials. Thus, the fourth, seventh, and tenth floors represented the three thresholds.
The tenth floor.
“How much time do I have?” The smell of blood filled Feng Wu’s nostrils when she stood at the entrance to the tenth floor. She frowned and narrowed her eyes.
The fairy said, “You have 25 minutes left.”
Feng Wu nodded. Before she knew it, she had gripped the Fallen Star Sword on her back, and the look on her face had never been so stern.
Seeing the look on her face, the crowd grew nervous as well.
What awaited Feng Wu on the tenth floor?
Blood…
Red, warm blood slowly oozed out through the gap under the door.
Feng Wu was even more wary.
The door was unlatched. Feng Wu held the hilt of the Fallen Star Sword in her right hand and narrowed her eyes. She needed to be very cautious now.
The door finally opened.
Many people were frightened when they saw what was inside.
“That’s…”
There was so much blood.
Feng Wu stepped right into it.
Everywhere she turned, she could see nothing but blood, and the red color gave her the creeps.
The dangerous feeling made Feng Wu narrow her eyes. All of a sudden, her head went blank, and a wretched feeling swept over her.
Rumble —
A voice suddenly rang out.
“Welcome to the hell level, little girl. Yes, this is that legendary place —
“Here, you’ll experience the joy of killing.”
After a pause, the sinister voice rang out again. “You can kill whomever you hate in Imperial College.
“Little girl, close your eyes and picture the person you hate the most in Imperial College. Hahaha —”
The evil voice trailed off.
However, that eerie, suffocating feeling still lingered in everyone’s heads…
The person said that Feng Wu could kill the person she hated the most.
“Hey, who do you think Feng Wu hates the most in Imperial College?” Leng Hu chuckled and was intrigued.
“Well…”
A lot of people hated Feng Wu, but no one knew whom Feng Wu hated, which only made them even more curious.
“What if I don’t hate anyone?” Feng Wu’s eyes snapped open, and she stared at a spot in the air.
