I was killed by my relatives, and I am reborn to be ruthless.

The atmosphere in the cafeteria suddenly dropped to freezing point. The tension and anxiety were like an invisible net that tightly bound everyone.

The disciples' breathing became cautious, fearing that the slightest sound would become the fuse of the conflict.

Whether they were standing or sitting, their eyes were all focused on He Ronger, Xu Chong and the man, secretly speculating in their hearts about what might happen next.

He Ronger was extremely anxious. She knew very well that although Xu Chong had good cultivation, he might still be at a disadvantage when facing this obviously more powerful man.

She didn't want to see her friend get hurt, and she didn't want the situation to get out of control, so at that moment, she made a bold decision.

Regardless of the heavy pressure she was under from the man's coercion, she quickly pulled out a carefully drawn blasting talisman from her sleeve.

"go with!"

With a low shout, the blasting talisman turned into a stream of light, cutting through the air and heading straight for the man.

At this moment, time seemed to freeze, and everyone's heartbeat accelerated along the trajectory of the flowing light.

"Boom!" A sudden explosion sounded in the cafeteria. Although the sect had set up a barrier for protection, the power of the explosion should not be underestimated.

The tables closest to the center of the explosion were instantly overturned by the powerful impact, the dishes were broken, the food was scattered everywhere, and the whole place was a mess.

However, thanks to the buffering effect of the barrier, the main structure of the cafeteria was not seriously damaged, but a pungent burnt smell filled the air.

The aftermath of the explosion shocked everyone present. They all stepped back, keeping a distance from the center of the conflict, with shock and curiosity written all over their faces.

While retreating, many disciples had gossipy gleams in their eyes. They whispered and exchanged their views and speculations about this sudden change.

At this moment, certain voices in the crowd, like an undercurrent, broke the brief silence with a bit of teasing and provocation.

"Oh, I thought it was a very powerful spell, but it's just this!" A sarcastic voice suddenly sounded, causing laughter from all around.

Then, another voice echoed, "Yeah, when she threw the talisman, it seemed like she could turn the world upside down, but in the end, it was just a lot of noise but little action. It's really laughable!"

These discussions were like sharp blades, cutting invisible cracks in the air.

But He Ronger seemed to be in another world and turned a deaf ear to the gossip.

Her attention was completely attracted by the man in front of her. There was a complex light flashing in those bright eyes - there was tension, determination, but more of a barely perceptible expectation.

She expected that this seemingly inconspicuous blasting talisman could play an unexpected role at the critical moment.

In comparison, Xu Chong's reaction seemed calmer and wiser.

As early as the moment He Ronger was about to throw out the talisman, he had already foreseen the possible consequences, so he stepped back decisively and sealed his spiritual sense at the same time just in case.

He had a trust and understanding of He Rong'er's spell that others could not understand. He knew that although Rong'er's spell looked plain and simple, it actually contained mysteries and its power should not be underestimated.

However, the current situation was obviously beyond everyone's expectations, including him.

He stood silently beside He Ronger, and the two took this opportunity to quickly exchange glances, conveying a tacit understanding and encouragement to each other that did not require any words.

As the thick smoke produced by the explosion gradually dissipated, what filled the air was not only the pungent smell of gunpowder, but also an indescribable tension and uneasiness.

In the center of the area ravaged by the explosion, a figure stood alone. It was the cook whose face was blackened by smoke.

His eyes were burning with rage, as if he wanted to devour all the hatred in front of him.

His eyes widened as he stared at He Rong'er and Xu Chong not far away. His voice trembled with anger: "You two are courting death! How dare you provoke me like this!"

After saying that, he suddenly picked up the greasy spatula in his hand, as if grasping a sword of revenge, and rushed towards the two of them again.

However, at the moment he took that decisive step, a sudden severe pain suddenly attacked his brain. The pain was so intense that it was like a thousand arrows piercing his heart. Every nerve seemed to be screaming, and his entire world instantly fell into darkness and chaos.

The cook's face became extremely distorted in an instant. He instinctively hugged his head which seemed to be about to explode with both hands, and his ten fingers were deeply embedded in his hair, as if he wanted to relieve the unbearable pain.

His eyes became bloodshot due to the intense pain, and his eyes revealed endless despair and fear.

This scene made everyone present gasp involuntarily, and an indescribable chill surged in their hearts.

The pain came in waves like a tide, and every impact almost made him lose consciousness.

His body began to tremble uncontrollably, his steps staggered, and finally he stumbled and fell heavily to the ground.

He rolled over in agony, and every time he turned over he let out a suppressed wailing. The sound was full of despair and helplessness, which made people feel pity for him but dare not approach him easily.

The disciples around witnessed this scene, all with expressions of horror. Some opened their mouths in surprise, while others took a few steps back in fear, fearing that this sudden change would affect them.

The whole scene fell into dead silence, with only the cook's intermittent groans echoing in the empty space, sounding particularly harsh and desolate.

He Ronger raised the corner of his mouth slightly, looked at the cook who kept rolling and groaning on the ground with disdain, squatted down and said in a deep voice: "How is it? Not everyone can have the opportunity to try my talisman."

Only then did everyone realize that the reason why the cook behaved like this was because of the talisman just now.

"What's going on? This cook, Lao Li, is the most powerful master in the outer sect. It is said that the sect leader once invited him to be an elder in the inner sect, but he refused. How could he be tormented like this by a magic talisman?"

"Who knows? I just saw that the blasting talisman was just like this, who knew it would have such a strong effect!"

At this time, someone in the crowd recognized the effect of the spell and pointed at the cook, Lao Li, and shouted excitedly, "Hey, I've seen this kind of spell before. It's a very popular spell on the market. It's very expensive and extremely out of stock."

"Really? What kind of talisman is so in short supply?"

"You may not know this, but this was drawn by a very promising disciple of Lingyun Sect. Not only is it extremely powerful, it can also severely injure a person's mental strength."

"What? It can actually seriously injure a person's mental strength? This... isn't this the nemesis of our Wan Jing Sect disciples?"