Chapter 887: Alchemy Contest

The Holy Soul Academy was in an uproar.

"Is... is it him..." Young Master Yang watched Feng Wuchen with a face full of terror, his whole body trembling.

Young Master Yang felt secretly relieved that the Yang family had not sought vengeance against Feng Wuchen, otherwise the Yang family would likely have been destroyed by now.

The students who had had conflicts with Feng Wuchen at the Xumi Abyss were now also showing faces full of fear and concern, as if they were worried that Feng Wuchen would seek revenge on them.

"Oh my god, so many young alchemists, how long is this going to take?"

The moment he entered the gates of the Holy Soul Academy and glanced towards the plaza, Zhang Junlan and his companions were stunned, like petrified chickens.

"This... Have all the young alchemists from the entire mainland come here? Hall Master, can I still drop out now?" Ye Tianwei said, dumbstruck, not wanting to participate anymore after seeing this scene.