Chapter 454: Han Feng’s Betrayal, The Death of the Gold and Silver Elders

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Silver Elder's anxiety grew unbearable. He kept glancing back at the two colossal hands in pursuit, his voice trembling. "Run! We have to get out of here, or we'll all die!" 

Han Feng's subordinates, watching their leader retreat so abruptly, were utterly bewildered. 

"Why is the boss retreating all of a sudden?" one of them asked, confusion evident in his eyes. 

Then they saw the two massive hands. Realization struck instantly, and their faces turned ashen. 

"What is that thing? We're finished!" a terrified subordinate exclaimed, his voice quivering with fear. 

"Run! If we don't, we'll all die here!" another shouted, his eyes filled with despair. 

Panic spread like wildfire. The subordinates scrambled in a frenzy, sprinting wildly toward the edges of the academy, desperate to escape. 

Overwhelmed by terror, their minds could think only of survival. 

Meanwhile, the students and teachers of Jia Nan Academy stood frozen at first, stunned by the scene unfolding before them. But soon, excitement and relief took over, and animated chatter filled the air. 

"Who would've thought our Jia Nan Academy had such a trump card!" a student said, his eyes shining with admiration. 

"Yeah, this is incredible! Our academy is truly amazing!" another student added, his face lit with pride and joy. 

The teachers exchanged looks, their faces glowing with satisfaction. "It seems our academy has always kept a powerful ace up its sleeve. Today, it has finally revealed itself," one of them said with pride in his voice. 

As the two gigantic hands closed in on Han Feng's group, one subordinate after another was crushed and obliterated, their screams of agony echoing in the chaos. The scene was one of utter carnage. 

Han Feng glanced back and saw the destruction, his fear reaching its peak. He knew that unless they fled with everything they had, death was inevitable. 

Clenching his teeth, he pushed his body to its limits and ran faster. 

"Run! If we don't, we'll all die here!" Mo Tianxing shouted, his voice laced with despair and terror. His pale face was drenched in sweat, which dripped like rain from his brow. 

The Gold and Silver Elders were equally terrified, unleashing every ounce of their power to accelerate their retreat. 

"Faster! We have to escape alive!" Gold Elder yelled, his tone desperate and urgent. 

Silver Elder kept looking back at the colossal hands, his expression growing darker by the second. "What kind of monster is this? We can't fight this!" he cried, his voice trembling with despair and helplessness. 

Han Feng's group ran with every ounce of strength they could muster, their bodies pushed far beyond their limits. Yet fear drove them forward, refusing to let them slow down. 

Han Feng's hair was soaked with sweat, and he panted heavily, anger and frustration filling his heart. "Damn Su Qian, hiding such a trump card. I'll repay this humiliation one day!" he growled, his voice seething with hatred. 

Mo Tianxing, close behind, shared Han Feng's fury and frustration. "We must survive today. Only then can we seek revenge against Su Qian!" he said firmly, his tone resolute. 

Gold and Silver Elders followed closely, their hearts filled with bitterness and despair. But driven by the will to survive, they continued to flee at full speed. 

"Faster! We have to make it out alive!" Gold Elder shouted, his voice a mix of urgency and terror. 

Silver Elder pushed himself harder, muttering through trembling lips, "Don't stop. Don't stop. We must get out of here alive!" His eyes betrayed his growing hopelessness and unease. 

Behind them, the two gigantic hands pursued relentlessly, their oppressive presence driving Han Feng and the others into sheer panic. 

They knew that only by surviving could they have the chance to avenge the humiliation of this day. 

At last, after running frantically for what felt like an eternity, the massive hands began to fade from view, ceasing their pursuit. 

Relief washed over the group as they collapsed, gasping for air, their hearts finally able to rest—if only for a moment. 

Han Feng gasped for air, beads of sweat glistening on his forehead. Scanning the surroundings and confirming the two giant hands were no longer in pursuit, his expression finally relaxed. "We've shaken off those monsters. Everyone, recover quickly and regain your strength," he instructed. 

Mo Tianxing nodded, wiping the sweat from his brow and exhaling deeply. "Those creatures were terrifying. We were lucky to escape with our lives." 

Gold Elder and Silver Elder also let out sighs of relief. Their faces were pale, and their bodies bore scars from the battle. 

"Damn Su Qian," Gold Elder cursed under his breath. "To think he had such a trump card—it's beyond belief!" 

Silver Elder, however, remained on edge, nervously glancing around despite the absence of the hands. "Han Feng, should we find somewhere to lie low for now? Wait until the danger has passed before making any further plans?" 

Han Feng pondered for a moment and was about to agree when the ground began to quake violently once again, as if the entire earth was shuddering. 

Everyone's expressions changed drastically as a sense of impending doom gripped them. 

"What's happening?!" Han Feng shouted, his voice tinged with panic as fear flashed in his eyes. 

At that moment, the two colossal hands erupted from the ground with even greater force, radiating an overwhelming power as they charged toward Han Feng and his group. 

There was no time to react. The devastating power struck them like a storm, leaving the group grievously injured. Screams filled the air, blood splattered everywhere, and the scene descended into utter chaos. 

Through the searing pain, Han Feng forced himself to look up. Seeing the familiar monstrous hands, his face turned deathly pale. Despair and terror overtook him. "Damn it! Why are these creatures back?!" 

The situation was even worse for Gold Elder and Silver Elder, who were directly seized by the giant hands. They struggled desperately, their faces twisted in agony. 

Knowing they were utterly outmatched, the two elders unleashed their most powerful survival techniques in a final bid to escape the crushing grip of the monstrous hands. 

"Han Feng! Help us!" Gold Elder cried out in despair, his voice trembling with fear and pleading. 

"Han Feng, you can't abandon us!" Silver Elder shouted as he thrashed about, his eyes filled with desperation and sorrow. 

Yet Han Feng paid them no heed. His teeth clenched, his expression hardened, and with a flash of ruthless determination, he turned away. Grabbing Mo Tianxing, he bolted without looking back. 

"Han Feng! You scoundrel!" Gold Elder roared, his voice thick with anger and despair. "How dare you abandon us?!" 

"Han Feng, you treacherous bastard!" Silver Elder shouted, his voice trembling with rage and bitterness. 

Their curses faded into the oppressive sound of the giant hands closing in. 

The two elders fought back with every ounce of strength they had, deploying all manner of life-preserving techniques. But against the unfathomable power of the monstrous hands, their struggles were futile. 

Without mercy, the hands crushed them into oblivion. Gold Elder and Silver Elder were reduced to mangled flesh and shattered bones, their lives snuffed out in a gruesome end. 

(End of Chapter)