Chapter 43: SS-Class! The Millennia-Old Wraith Appears

In an instant, numerous teachers forcefully activated the secret realm’s teleportation array and descended into the battlefield.

With their arrival, the tide of battle turned immediately.

Though the number of evil spirits and wraiths was overwhelming, their power had been significantly drained.

With the teachers joining the fray, countless evil entities were annihilated in an instant.

Soon, the entire central plaza was cleared.

Countless spirits and wraiths dissipated into black smoke and vanished.

“Teachers!”

The students, seeing their instructors appear, immediately felt reassured and more grounded.

All the teachers gathered their respective students, forming protective lines around them.

At the same time, they quickly briefed everyone on the current situation.

Yang Ningbing soon located Mu Qing, Tu Suya, and Luo Feixuan, grouping them together.

“Where’s Su Nan?”

She glanced at the three girls, frowning slightly, and couldn’t help but ask.

“Su Nan brought us here a while ago, then left on his own,” Tu Suya responded softly.

“Some students mentioned he saved them, but no one has seen him since,” Mu Qing added, visibly anxious.

“Teacher, Su Nan is alone in this kind of secret realm—he’s really in danger!”

“I still can’t relax knowing he’s out there,” Luo Feixuan said, just about to offer to go after him when—

Yang Ningbing raised a hand and grabbed her collar, then turned her gaze toward the thick ghost mist in the distance and said softly:

“Wait here. I’ll—”

Before she could finish her sentence, a sharp and mournful wail echoed across the skies, shaking the cold and quiet space.

Everyone instinctively looked up.

The massive wraith floating in the sky was undergoing some unknown transformation.

“This is bad!”

Yang Ningbing quickly pulled Mu Qing and the others back, retreating fast.

At the same time, all the teachers pulled the students further back—tens of meters away from the danger zone.

Before they could even stabilize themselves, a green ripple suddenly descended from the sky.

That ripple smashed into the grave-ridden plaza, immediately triggering a massive shockwave.

Even from dozens of meters away, the shock hit them like a freezing storm.

The icy blast blew directly at everyone.

Yang Ningbing swiftly released her internal energy, forming a barrier around Mu Qing and the other two girls.

The other teachers also activated their powers to shield their students.

Under their instructors’ orders, the students began releasing their own energy to resist the oncoming chill.

After a few seconds, the eerie cold wind finally dissipated, but the surrounding temperature had already dropped below zero.

Despite their internal energy shields, the students—clad only in light clothing—could feel the deep bite of the cold.

From the distant sky, a white shadow slowly descended.

It was the same enormous wraith as before.

“This level of resentment… a wraith over several centuries old!”

Yang Ningbing looked at the descending entity, her brows tightening.

“At least S-class power. All students, do not advance!”

Everyone was stunned—including Mu Qing and the other two behind her.

This S-class wraith had absorbed the power of numerous lesser spirits and was finally revealing its full form.

The eerie white mist that had fallen to the ground instantly froze a wide area in solid ice.

From within the fog, a hideous face emerged.

It wasn’t even a human face—it was grotesquely distorted, like a demonic mask with writhing features.

Then, the mist transformed further, forming strange limbs, and dense, solidified cold auras surged around its body.

Soon, its full body manifested: it looked like a giant mantis crouched on the ground—but with a terrifying human face.

“SS-Class Manifested Wraith. Danger Level: Extremely High!”

Yang Ningbing issued a stern warning:

“All students fall back! Teachers, advance!”

Hearing her command, every teacher immediately ordered their students to retreat, backing away another few dozen meters, increasing the distance.

Even from that far, the students could still feel the biting cold radiating from the wraith.

Against an SS-class wraith, the teachers were on high alert.

Even at their level, none of them could face such a threat alone.

And this particular wraith had not only reached SS-class, it had absorbed the essence of countless other spirits and even taken on physical form—making it even more dangerous.

“Form a spearhead attack formation! Break its cold aura first!”

Yang Ningbing barked another order.

Several teachers instantly aligned into a triangular attack formation, with Yang Ningbing at the front, energy surging from her entire body.

“Be careful, everyone!”

She offered a final reminder, then charged forward with a roar.

Behind her, Guan Wen and Si Wenle flanked her as the second echelon of attack.

Shi Shanhe, Shi Shanyu, and another teacher formed the third echelon, providing support and reinforcements.

Bright energy radiated from Yang Ningbing’s body as the triangle formation transformed into a shining spear and shot toward the SS-class wraith.

The wraith, seeing the assault approach, let out a chilling scream.

Its twisted face opened into a massive maw, revealing rows of sharp teeth exuding a deadly frost.

Suddenly, an intense stream of freezing air blasted out from its gaping mouth, directly targeting the teachers’ formation.

The snow-white chill surged forward.

Yang Ningbing’s eyes narrowed, and she thrust a heavy punch forward.

A solid fist-shaped shockwave shot out—but it shattered instantly under the frost.

That attack was just a probe.

The real attack came from Guan Wen and Si Wenle.

Their eyes sharpened, their full power unleashed, and their fists flashed forward in unison.

A barrage of fist shadows appeared and slammed into the incoming frost stream.

Explosions resounded—boom boom boom!—as their attacks finally dissipated the icy blast.

At that moment, Yang Ningbing summoned a gleaming three-foot sword into her hand, radiant with energy.

She flashed forward, appearing directly in front of the massive wraith, and thrust the sword without hesitation.

A powerful force surged back—the blade couldn’t pierce the wraith’s body and was nearly flung from her hands by the countershock.

Simultaneously, the giant wraith lowered its head, opened its mouth, and lunged at her.

But as it tried to devour Yang Ningbing, Guan Wen and Si Wenle’s attacks arrived—fiery-red qi formed dragon-shaped fists that blasted toward the wraith from midair.

BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!