One of the students, disregarding everything else, suddenly cried out in alarm.
The other students and mercenaries were running in a hurry. Now was not the time to discuss rescue, but rather that rescue was impossible.
Who could save him? Only Professor Zhou Lin could save him, but if Zhou Lin didn't, he would be left to die. However, looking at it this way, Zhou Lin would not save him.
At this moment, in the live broadcast room.
"Damn, what are you people from Great Xia doing? Why are you watching our people and not helping? Is there no chance to rescue him?"
"You Great Xia are truly despicable. I really want to slap you cold-blooded animals to death."
"Get lost. Look at you all acting so high and mighty. Is this something you should be saying? It's your own people who are useless, who can you blame? Besides, it was clearly stated that no one should touch the whip."
"Exactly. If you're useless, who can you blame? If you say anything bad about the big shot, I'll kick you out. Who dares?"
"Understand where you are. We will not rescue people with evil intentions, especially not people from your Eagle Country."
...
In the Dean's conference room.
"A true Hell Messenger? Is the legend true? But why would it be here?"
"This is something from the real underworld!"
Professor Hu stared at the large screen in horror. The situation looked truly desperate.
"Its effects are beyond what they can explain, but why do I feel this thing isn't as terrifying as you say?"
Professor Wen felt that a tomb, no matter how strange, was still a tomb. It shouldn't easily present such a situation.
This was something from hell, how could it just appear like this?
"What do you know? Haven't you seen its effects? What more do you have to say?"
Professor Hu would not allow him to question.
"I want to know where this suction will pull to?"
The Dean became curious while watching the large screen.
Inside the tomb.
Lar was being sucked towards the edge, being drawn into the mouth of this Hell Messenger.
"Heh, fake is fake. A true Hell Messenger wouldn't need to consume souls. Do you have a misunderstanding of Hell Messengers?"
Zhou Lin looked at the Hell Messenger's whip and then asked the system in his mind.
"Give me a recommendation. I want to go head-to-head with this thing."
Immediately, an electronic page appeared with a recommendation: a cyan whip, with cyan surging around it.
[This is a whip condensed from the obsession of righteous energy, and its effect is very good.]
"Obsession?"
Zhou Lin looked at the whip, somewhat bewildered.
"What's the difference between this and the Dragon Scale Whip above?"
[This is a whip formed by obsession.]
The system explained again.
Obsession?
All things in the world have obsessions, but can this obsession be considered righteous obsession? This was truly interesting.
Obsession was a form of spiritual power, like a woman's obsession with getting married, which could be quite magical.
Whoosh—
As Zhou Lin was pondering, the Hell Messenger's whip had already begun to swing towards his position.
"Professor, run!"
"It's bad, get down, quickly get down!"
The mercenaries, seeing Zhou Lin in danger, hurriedly shouted.
The woman's eyes were filled with hostility, waiting for Zhou Lin, this stumbling block, to be dealt with by the Hell Messenger.
Zhou Lin calmly conjured a whip.
Ding.
The whips sounded like two pieces of metal intertwining.
Sizzle sizzle—
A puff of blue smoke rose from it.
The Hell Messenger looked at Zhou Lin's whip with some surprise.
The next moment—
The Hell Messenger's whip was dissolved by Zhou Lin and fell to the ground.
The woman did not expect this man to have such a skill and looked at Zhou Lin with great surprise.
"I said, fake is fake. You all just wait to die."
Zhou Lin's figure flickered, then he quickly rushed to the Hell Messenger's side, raised his hand, and whipped.
Slap—
The whip struck the Hell Messenger heavily.
"Ah..."
The Hell Messenger let out a series of screams, not just one kind of sound, but several.
It was more like a pile of wronged souls wailing continuously.
With this strike, a hole appeared in the Hell Messenger's body.
"I'd like to see if your wronged souls are more numerous than my whip is fast?"
Zhou Lin said and then began to swing it continuously. As he swung, screams echoed one after another.
The entire space was filled with the sounds of ghosts crying and wolves howling.
The Hell Messenger wanted to strike and eliminate Zhou Lin, but Zhou Lin was so fast that it couldn't hit him.
It could only let Zhou Lin strike it at will.
The students and mercenaries watched, dumbfounded. Wasn't this whip untouchable?
How come it was Zhou Lin who was at a disadvantage?
"I feel a different kind of satisfaction, this is so cathartic, how can this be so enjoyable?"
"I feel the same way, it's so cathartic. The fear and humiliation from earlier have all disappeared now."
"I feel the same way. I even want to go up and hit it myself."
The students and mercenaries were whispering to each other.
Half an hour later.
Zhou Lin had dismantled the Hell Messenger.
As the Hell Messenger disappeared, a bead appeared on the ground.
Zhou Lin recognized this Qiankun Bead. He figured the attendant at the door had collected the bead and not given it to the woman.
"Zhou Lin, is it? Do you think you've destroyed this thing? These are wronged souls. By hitting them like that, these fellows have no chance of reincarnation."
The woman sneered at Zhou Lin.
"Is that so? I'll let you see now."
Zhou Lin picked up the Qiankun Bead in his hand, then raised it high. The wronged souls that had been scattered by Zhou Lin's attack, upon seeing the bead, their eyes lit up. This light made their bodies and minds feel extremely comfortable. They all rushed towards the bead, and as they approached it, these souls instantly disappeared. The entire space fell silent. The woman looked at the situation beside her and was also surprised. Why would this happen? Who was this man? These wronged souls had been lost for thousands of years, let alone reincarnation, they couldn't even find the path to reincarnation. How could this be...
"Good, Professor Zhou Lin is amazing."
"Professor, you are my idol."
The students on the ground were jumping up and down with joy.
"So what? I want this man to accompany me now."
The woman said, waving her hand.