Growing Despair

Li Wu, who was still standing and trying to move, suddenly felt an even worse energy, his last spark of determination was instantly shattered.

A dark energy invaded his mind as all the light in the world seemed to have disappeared. All hope and any good emotions were suddenly frozen, leaving only a feeling of despair in the midst of an immense, frightening darkness.

Each breath seemed to weigh tons, he felt like he was facing an overwhelming presence that was impossible to overcome.

In moments, Li Wu's mind could not take it anymore, he lost all rationality, and his expression was as if he had seen the most terrifying thing in this world. He then fell to the ground like the others, with no way of knowing if he was alive or dead.

At that moment, the square was completely silent, and all the disciples were completely scared and didn't understand what had happened.

"What, what, exactly happened?" A girl was completely scared as she stuttered.

"That…"

"That was probably a bloodline ability, and an extremely strong one." I responded to a person with a serious expression.

Everyone had just seen Jone getting up, and then her eyes opened. His eyes were like the most terrible thing they had ever seen. Even looking at it for just a second, that aura was something they would never forget.

Now that Jone already knew how to control his Primordial Aura, only the core disciples who were around Li Wu had been targeted by the full power of the Primordial Aura.

The disciples who looked at Jone when he released the Primordial Aura were not directly targeted, and so they did not feel that frightening pressure, they just felt unworthy of looking into his eyes and quickly looked away.

But they saw all those core disciples suddenly falling to the ground in a faint, and they could not understand the reason. They had all fallen, and only Li Wu was standing still, and his expression didn't look good at all.

And then, those a little closer to Li Wu suddenly felt a chill and felt completely scared.

None of them had seen anything, but they only felt a completely evil energy that lasted just a second.

They then saw Li Wu, who was the only one standing among those fallen people. On his face, despair consumed every line of expression; his hands shook as his breathing became a heavy sigh; and in just a few seconds, he fell to the ground. 

Jone had used Rising Despair for the second time, this time Jone could already control a bit of that skill, and only Li Wu was his target. But those nearby still felt that energy for a second and turned pale as a trace of power leaked from the skill. 

'This ability is absolutely frightening, I still need to learn how to control its power' Jone thought as he closed his eyes and opened them again, this time without any aura.

Everyone felt that Jone no longer radiated any aura and looked at him again. Some were still scared, but most were curious, and some were already excited and looked at Jone with deep admiration.

As they looked at Jone, some sighs sounded. When most of the female disciples saw Jone again, they couldn't look away from his face, as if they were hypnotized.

When Jone was just sitting next to the sect master, everyone only saw that he was handsome, but there were many beautiful people in this world. But now, when they saw his eyes with that face, it was as if he were a completely different person.

"He, he is perfect." There were many people with this thought at that time.

"Those eyes—it's the most beautiful thing I've ever seen. What bloodline does he have? I have never heard of this bloodline." A boy asked, while there were many curious and excited people.

"His lineage is terrible; now I understand why he became a direct disciple without needing to earn the position of direct disciple like the others; with his bloodline, he deserves to be a direct disciple."

"Good, good, that's great. Out of all the fifty demon sects that will participate in the competition, there are only nine geniuses with a bloodline, and they are all in the strongest ten among the fifty. Now that our sect also has a genius with a bloodline, our sect will definitely do well in the next competition." Said an excited disciple.

There were many disciples looking at Jone with respect and admiration. Those who awakened his bloodline were as if they were the center of this world, now there was one such person in their sect, and this was great for them.

And Jone didn't seem to have a common bloodline. If his sect did well in the competition, everyone would receive more resources to cultivate.