Chapter 981: Resurrection of the Ancient Remnant Ice
Translator: RaidenTL
Chapter 981: Resurrection of the Ancient Remnant Ice
When the last person breathed their last amidst fits of laughter, their soul essence entered the world’s Ley Line cycle. However, as this essence carried its memories back to the Main World, it was snatched up by an invisible, giant hand.
Under the influence of Wisdom Granting techniques, the dissipating consciousness and its memories were transformed into a Seed of Wisdom. An Information Appraisal—derived from the Ley Line Identification Art—linked with the seed, extracting every memory of the deceased’s past life.
Using the Seed of Wisdom as a core and empowering it with the strength of the Tree of Great Knowledge, a specialized derivative Great Knowledge Seed was created. When it was planted back into the corpse, the person slowly stood up.
Once the initial daze passed, the pupils of the vacant eyes suddenly constricted.
When they finally met my gaze... everything seemed understood without a word.
The process repeated. One by one, they climbed to their feet, wiping the blood from the corners of their mouths and tidying their disheveled clothes like normal people.
They no longer seemed to view me as an enemy.
Instead... they were an extension of my will.
Wizards... Elves... Holy Angels... Dragon-blooded Wyrmkin... Vampires... Orcs...
To my surprise, there were no Abyssal Demons. Perhaps they didn't welcome this "Fourth Top Academy" that had joined the fray halfway through.
With synchronized steps, they cleared a path for me.
They opened a corridor leading straight to the core of the secret realm.
I walked through until my figure vanished into the Qunluosen Wasteland.
Only then did they return to their respective tasks, acting as if nothing had happened. But unlike before, there were no more disputes or conflicts among them.
"They... they're getting back up!"
The people responsible for recording these scenes cried out in alarm, watching a display far more eerie than the one before.
"Is it... Necromancy? Corpse manipulation?"
"Does that mean they’re all dead?"
A few "club reporters" gathered at the front line spoke in disbelief.
Eventually, they received orders from their respective clubs for one of them to step forward and make contact. If this truly was the work of Teaching Assistant Xiao Han, then theoretically, these people shouldn't attack them. Even if they were attacked, they could escape immediately if they were outmatched.
"Um... which one of us is going?"
The few present looked at each other, filled with hesitation.
"How about Rock-Paper-Scissors?"
"Rock-Paper-Scissors it is! Let's do it!"
After a quick round, an unlucky soul was pushed forward.
"Good luck! I believe in you!"
"Go for it~ Run if you can't win."
"Yeah, just don't run back toward us!"
The others saw the "unlucky guy" off with tones full of schadenfreude.
The girl bit the bullet and stepped forward. She wasn't alone; she knew at least two major clubs were watching her back!
She walked until there was no more cover, reaching a distance where the other party could clearly see her arrival.
"No... no movement?"
Seeing that they didn't immediately come for her—and that several who had noticed her didn't even budge—the girl gained a bit of confidence.
Once she reached the front of the crowd, she summoned her courage to speak. "Um... excuse me..."
"Vinian, seventh year, member of the Witch Secret Realm Club. If you have no business here, do not approach."
The moment the girl named Vinian spoke, one of the men instantly recited her identity.
"Uh, well... I, I just wanted to ask if Teaching Assistant Xiao Han needs..." Vinian tried to fulfill her duty by asking, but she was interrupted again.
"Teaching Assistant Xiao Han does not require any assistance."
"You may observe from a distance, but do not intervene in the upcoming events in any way."
"Otherwise... bear the consequences yourself."
The intent to expel her was clear in just a few sentences. Vinian immediately ran back, carrying the footage captured by her Knowledge Seed.
She had no desire to start laughing inexplicably until she died, only to become someone else's puppet!
From that brief encounter, she had gathered a wealth of information. These "resurrected" people weren't products of Necromancy. Simple corpse manipulation or undead thralls couldn't speak like that, nor could they possess such rich facial expressions.
They seemed truly alive. Their tone, their expressions, and even their threatening aura made her too afraid to linger.
And judging by their completely transformed personalities, these were no longer the same people who had been laughing moments ago!
This reminded her of Teaching Assistant Xiao Han’s clones, which were a common sight in the academy. Even the gatekeepers of the Omni-Link Arena’s power network rankings were such existences.
If anyone was truly shaken by these methods, it was the club members.
This was the first time they had seen exactly how the clones they encountered every day were made.
A person dies, and just like that, they become a puppet! A clone!
Were there people like this within the academy?
Would the academy turn a blind eye to this little witch?
Were there such sleepers lurking within their own families?
The more they thought about it, the more terrified they became. Their imaginations fueled their dread.
They couldn't help but be afraid. A method involving the domain of Life was far too intimidating to living beings!
Furthermore, looking at it from another perspective: if a little witch who hadn't even promoted to a Transcendent Witch could do this, then what about the Transcendent Witches of the academy? If they wanted to overturn the status quo of the dominant families in the Main World, wouldn't their methods be far beyond anything they could imagine?
At this moment, even this brief glimpse was enough to make them realize how naive the families' fantasies were.
The pro-witch faction felt their momentum surge to unprecedented heights!
But in the end...
In the past, the witches had simply been too kind to these people. Their lofty, detached attitude had made the families feel that Transcendent Witches were "nothing special."
Only when they realized that an individual at their "own level" could threaten them did they truly feel fear and horror.
A teaching assistant they hadn't seen in a long time had reappeared, and now, even understanding her methods had become a luxury.
Was there any blow more devastating than this?
No...
They even began to suspect that this Yang Yuehan was a representative chosen by the Transcendent Witches specifically to intimidate the families—that her status as a little witch was merely a mask for a Walker of the Transcendent Witches' will!
* * *
Glacial Throne Secret Realm.
I stepped into the frost, my calf sinking into the shallow snow.
The environment inside the secret realm was even harsher than I had anticipated.
I didn't care about what was happening outside, nor did I want to. Whatever decisions the clubs made because of my methods had nothing to do with me.
I was simply following my own thoughts to complete the task at hand. It could be seen as a long-awaited goal, or perhaps just a whim.
The methods of Emotion Body Cultivation were the result of such a whim.
To that end, I had stood still for half an hour just to wait for the last person to fall. I wanted to experience the feedback that emotions gave me in their entirety.
As for whether these methods would terrify people—what did that have to do with me? Only those with ill intentions toward me would fear me using such means on them.
Standing in this world of ice and snow, I felt a flicker of movement from deep within the secret realm.
It was a clone of mine, born from an accident.
However... I didn't truly treat it as a clone. I treated it as a Luck Anchor.
I didn't know what the World Consciousness intended to do, but I could use this to find it. Dean Mei had explained the essence of the world to me, and it was because of those words that I had these ideas.
As I stepped forward, several towering Ancient Remnant Ice giants rose from the area. I stepped into their palms and ascended to their shoulders.
From this height, I could truly appreciate the beauty of the snowscape.
The Ancient Remnant Ice giants carrying me moved with incredible stability, racing toward the depths of the snowy plains.
It wasn't until a massive figure appeared before me that I truly understood what Tan Han and the others had felt when facing such a colossus.
Awe...
The giants carrying me bowed respectfully, extending their arms like a staircase to guide my path forward.
The closer I got to this figure, the more I could feel a massive power constantly surging!
This power wasn't calm like the Tree of Great Knowledge, nor was it gentle like a Holy Relic. From beginning to end, it was an expression of the majesty of power!
I finally understood why the finished Great Spellbook was named the "Great Glacial Throne Technique."
The Glacial Throne represented the majesty of a king, the resolve of an entire race pursuing power, and the product of a highly unified will. Only when the crowned King of the Ancient Remnant Ice sat upon its throne... would it be complete!
I took out the final piece of the puzzle for the Great Glacial Throne Technique. Even just holding it triggered a high degree of resonance!
Once the fragment of [Transcendent Knowledge] was released from its carrier, the power merged into the body of the Ancient Remnant Ice King!
Instantly, an even more terrifying force howled out from the Ice Crystal Temple. The vibration caused by the completion of this power caused cracks to appear even in the secret realm core located back in the Qunluosen Wasteland!
Those cracks tore through the old ones, threatening to shatter the core entirely. But at the last moment, the core's durability held firm against the upheaval.
The old cracks were from when I had experimented with the fragments and nearly tore open a void rift. Back then, even the mere sign of a rift opening had such a terrifying impact on the secret realm; it was clear what the consequences of a true rupture would be.
But I didn't do that.
Because before truly creating the Great Spellbook, I had something more important to do.
I had to unlock the shackles of the Mimicry Soul on the Ancient Remnant Ice King...
And make it a true life form!
Even I was curious. What would become of a race destined to be life forms when they achieved true life while already being my clones?
Would they be clones recognized as life, or independent lives free from my will?
Lifted by the surging power, I rose to the same height as the Ancient Remnant Ice King.
As I extended my hand, influenced by the power of the Holy Relic, the Soul Depiction technique condensed the King's "Mimicry Soul" before me.
The sensation was extraordinary. It was like looking into a mirror, two perspectives watching each other.
When I used my power to brush away the King's Mimicry Soul, the surrounding Ancient Remnant Ice giants suddenly let out a long, mournful wail!
They felt the King's aura plummeting toward death!
In that instant, I felt countless gazes of malice lock onto me. It was the stare of an entire race, a silent interrogation!
But as the King's aura gathered once more in a posture of nirvana, the renewed presence soothed the will of all the Ancient Remnant Ice giants.
They felt only one thought: their King had broken the shackles of life and reached a brand-new realm!
I watched the life born from the Soul Depiction technique. The radiance unique to living beings blossomed continuously; in my eyes, it was breathtakingly beautiful!
The Ancient Remnant Ice clan had finally reappeared in this world. The first cry of their race seemed ready to echo in every corner of the Main World.
However, not everyone was qualified to hear such a sound.
Only Transcendents could hear the signal of the Ancient Remnant Ice clan's return.
* * *
At the same time.
"Time to work, sisters!" Dean Mei Lind spoke to the other witches in the Qi Observation Art specialized project experimental zone.
"This is a rare opportunity Xiao Han has won for us! If we can lock onto the Main World Consciousness, our progress in the Main World will take another step forward!"
Mei Lind’s words were met with immediate responses from the other witches.
Most of their voices were filled with excitement and laughter. Although such emotions shouldn't typically appear in such a rigorous observation project, witches were, after all, a group of powerful and unconventional beings.
After giving her encouragement, Mei Lind looked at the several screens floating before her. She opened communications with the other two deans, Bev Alanna and Serena Politzer, to check on the situation.
Although Mei Lind knew the Rebel Witch had said she would provide backup, as a Dean, she couldn't just do nothing simply because someone else promised to take responsibility.
Two Deans acting as escorts... it was an undeniably grand arrangement. Even if they might not show their faces in the end, certain precautions were necessary.
Meanwhile, the other Transcendent academies immediately noticed the anomaly. Before long, they had successively locked onto the Qunluosen Wasteland, where the Witch Academy bordered the Sun Rock Elves.
There, something was happening that demanded the attention of every Transcendent.
The Ancient Remnant Ice clan, which they had suppressed in the past, was actually reviving!
The Ancient Remnant Ice was a race that Transcendents remembered vividly. During the period when this race first emerged, the Transcendent Witches had used the most primitive methods to nearly lock onto the World Navel through them!
Even just remembering that event made their backs break into a cold sweat.
Although they knew the same trick couldn't be used twice, many Transcendents still had a stress response upon hearing of the race's resurrection.
In an instant, countless Transcendents dropped what they were doing, vanished into space, and descended upon the skies above the Qunluosen Wasteland.
To a Transcendent, distance within a world was no distance at all. They had plenty of ways to arrive in the shortest time possible.
At this moment, only the club members in the distance remained ignorant of what was happening, foolishly staying where they were.
They had no idea that their presence was laid bare under the powerful sensory methods of the Transcendents.
And these few people still didn't know that the empty sky above the Qunluosen Wasteland was already teeming with hidden Transcendents.
They stood there, watching every movement of the secret realm.
It wasn't until these Transcendents noticed the "students" from their respective academies outside the secret realm that their brows furrowed.
Because in their eyes, those "people"... were all dead.