As winter passed, spring arrived.
In early spring, old trees sprouted new buds. After being obscured by winter's thick clouds, the warm sunlight once again spilled across the earth. All things began to revive, and life began to stir.
On the back mountain of Shrek Academy, by the time Zhao Xuan opened his eyes, the sun had already fully risen above the horizon. The golden sunlight shone upon him, making him feel exceptionally at ease.
"It seems there is a reason to cultivate every morning. As yin and yang alternate and all things revive, the dormant Soul Power within the body also begins to stir. Cultivation efficiency can improve to some extent."
Zhao Xuan slowly rose to his feet and let out a sigh of relief as he gazed at Heaven Dou City, bathed in sunlight in the distance.
Ever since the sudden upheaval within the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan last year, Spirit Hall had seemed to fall completely silent. There had been no further activity in the open, but the imperial family, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, and Shrek Academy all knew that this was merely the final calm before the storm.
Setting aside everything else, Spirit Hall's increasingly undisguised actions in recent days were enough to make that clear.
According to intelligence delivered by spies, an alarmingly large number of soul masters had already gathered in Spirit City.
Still, Spirit Hall had given the Heaven Dou side ample time to prepare. Not long ago, Dai Mubai had sent word that the Star Luo Empire had also made all its preparations. All that remained was to leave it to fate.
"Headmaster, why do you have time to come here?"
A figure was striding quickly down a small path beside the courtyard. Morning dew had soaked his trouser