That Elder's face darkened, veins bulging at his temple as his fury boiled over.
"Impudent brat!" he snarled, his tone thick with malice. "You dare speak such venom before the whole school? You need to be taught respect!"
That elder's spiritual energy erupted in a violent surge, condensing into a spectral, glowing palm that crackled with power.
With a sharp motion, the palm shot forward, barreling toward the boy like an unstoppable avalanche.
The students scattered, terrified.
"He's finished," someone whispered as they dove for cover.
But the boy didn't flinch. Instead, he stood firm, his gaze locked on the incoming attack.
At the last moment, he raised his arm, his fist enveloped in a faint, glowing energy.
With precision and force, he struck forward, meeting the elder's palm head-on.
The impact created a thunderous shockwave that rippled through the courtyard, stirring up a cloud of dust and forcing the crowd to shield their eyes.
When the haze settled, the students gasped at the sight before them.
The boy stood tall, his feet planted firmly, his arm glowing faintly with lingering energy. The elder's spectral palm had dissolved into harmless wisps of light.
"He... blocked it?" a voice whispered, tinged with disbelief.
"How is that even possible? He's just an outer student!" another murmured, awe and fear mingling in their tone.
The Elder's eyes widened for a fraction of a second before narrowing into a glare.
"You've grown stronger," he admitted coldly, his tone dripping with disdain. "But strength without respect is meaningless. You'll regret this arrogance."
The elder's spiritual energy flared again, even more intense than before. The air around him seemed to crackle as glowing runes of destruction spiraled along his arms.
His figure blurred, vanishing in a flash before reappearing mid-air.
With a shout, he unleashed a barrage of palm strikes, each imbued with destructive force.
"This is for your diligence," the immortal said, his words calm yet filled with meaning. "Without your words, I would not have discovered such a remarkable talent in this small school."
Before the headmaster could utter her gratitude, a deafening
boom
reverberated through the chamber.
The heavy doors burst open, slamming against the walls as an elder stumbled inside. His face was flushed, and his steps were hurried as though he had run the length of the school.
The headmaster's expression darkened, and her voice snapped. "What is the meaning of this intrusion? Do you not see I am in the presence of the Immortal Master?"
The elder dropped to his knees, bowing deeply. "Forgive me, Headmaster, but this matter cannot wait!"
The headmaster's gaze hardened. "What could possibly justify such insolence?"
The elder hesitated, his voice trembling. Read exclusive adventures at empire
"A fight... outside. Between Elder and..." He paused, his throat tightening as he uttered the name. "The boy who was reported dead."
The chamber fell into stunned silence. The headmaster's breath caught, her sharp composure momentarily faltering. She turned her gaze to the girl, who now seemed different.
A faint light had returned to her lifeless eyes, and her lips trembled as though she wanted to speak but lacked the strength.
"Is it... truly him?" the headmaster asked.
The elder nodded, his face pale. "Yes, Headmaster. He is alive, and far stronger than we could have imagined."
The headmaster straightened, her face regaining its calm."This situation demands my immediate attention, "
"Wait," the immortal interrupted, his voice smooth.
The headmaster froze mid-step, her brow furrowing as she turned to face him.
The immortal rose from his seat, his golden aura intensifying until it seemed to fill every corner of the chamber. "A boy who returns from the dead and possesses the strength to challenge an elder? Such a phenomenon cannot be ignored. I wish to see him."
The headmaster's eyes widened briefly before she quickly lowered her gaze in acquiescence. "As you wish, Immortal Master."